Chapter 179 Young Dragon Formation
High in the sky above the capital of the South Island country, a fleet of several warships consisting of the Young Dragon class slowly fell into the atmosphere from outer space.
Among these warships, a slender spaceship was surrounded tightly.
At this moment, the air defense alarms of the entire South Island country sounded.
"Boss, isn't this a bit of a big deal?"
Inside the Peregrine, Fan Ren didn't care about Ah Dai's reaction.
As early as college, he had disliked the entire Austronesian country, a bunch of snobs, and none of them were good except Jin Qiaoying.
Today is one of the few days in Jin Qiaoying's life that she regards as a major event.
As the chairman of Xinghai, he had to attend, just in time to give this ignorant country a real shock.
Fan Ren didn't explain his little thoughts, but someone as smart as Ah Dai understood them in an instant.
In the cockpit, Shan Wu, who had always been like a transparent man, couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, Boss, just sit down and watch my performance."
Ah Dai shouted excitedly, and then he saw the sixteen Young Dragons in the sky began to move flexibly, and in a flash they formed two straight lines, neatly arranged on both sides of the Peregrine.
The air raid sirens in the South Island nation continued to sound, and the news quickly reached the President's office.
As soon as President Lee learned about the news, he called Jin Qiaoying's cell phone.
The frustrating thing is that they currently have no way to contact us directly.
The only senior official who can handle this matter now is Jin Qiaoying, who is now in the South Island country.
Here, Jin Qiaoying was wearing a black suit today, holding a mahogany box in her hands and standing in front of the Jin family tomb on the outskirts of Seoul.
Apart from her, there were only Shan Qin and a few security guards in the venue.
When I saw the incoming call, I hung up without thinking.
No one from the Jin family was present, and it was very quiet.
But she had no expression, and she had no feelings for this place. Perhaps after fulfilling her mother's last wish, it would be unlikely for her to return here again in the future.
However, the sudden air raid sirens that rang throughout the city made her frown.
Turning his eyes to Shan Qin standing aside, he saw that he was quickly communicating with the working group on the other side of the headset.
After a while, Shan Qin raised his eyebrows, turned to Jin Qiaoying, and smiled as he said, "Commander, someone asked you to wait, he will be here soon."
Jin Qiaoying was speechless for a moment, her mouth opened in surprise. But then she smiled and nodded as if she had thought of something.
There was no one inside the Young Dragon above Shou'er. It was borrowed by Fanren for show, and Ah Dai could operate it unmanned.
Soon, the formation turned into two long lines and started cruising around the city at an altitude of 2000 meters.
This scene was captured by photographers from various local media using high-speed cameras.
Photos of the Dragon were released to the public long ago over the Pacific Ocean.
But since then, it has fallen into silence and has never appeared in the atmosphere of the blue planet again.
However, today, on the second day of Kim Qiaoying's visit, a fleet of twelve ships suddenly appeared over Seoul, causing panic among the people of the entire Austronesian island.
Soon, a slightly smaller spaceship in the middle of the formation broke away from the formation. It flew lightly over the suburbs, and then the tail engine nozzle turned vertically downward, and it incredibly entered a suspended state.
Jin Qiaoying below looked up and saw this scene in the sky. A helpless yet charming smile appeared on her face.
"Sister Jin, aren't you late?"
Ever since she joined the company not long ago, Fan Ren started to call her the same way he did that night many years ago.
"Thank you."
Jin Qiaoying replied softly, and at this moment, the arms holding the urn seemed to be stronger.
Under Ah Dai's control, the Peregrine Falcon slowly lowered its altitude and soon landed directly on a flat area not far away.
"The ground is safe, you can exit the cabin."
On the side, Shan Qin whispered something into the headset, saying that the entire area here was full of security personnel. The hatch opened, and Shan Wu was the first to exit, followed by Fan Ren.
In the sky, the cruising area of the Young Dragon gradually shrank, and finally stopped over the suburbs, cruising in circles at a rapid speed, as if it was always keeping an eye on possible threats around it.
Fan Ren, wearing a black suit, walked to Jin Qiaoying with a smile and whispered, "Are you ready?"
"Boss Fan, everything is ready, we can start."
The one who answered him was Shan Qin who was standing beside him.
Fan Ren turned his head and looked at her, then gave a wry smile. Shan Qin was transferred to Jin Qiaoying's side mainly because he was afraid that Zeng Yingying would feel jealous. Now, after hearing her answer, he felt that what he did was not right.
Jin Qiaoying nodded slightly at him and then walked forward.
A cemetery not far away had been dug up, and inside it lay a lonely urn.
Fanren knew that this was Jin Qiaoying's biological father.
He didn't take it too seriously and bowed slightly.
This is a respect for Jin Qiaoying. During her thirteen years as the general manager of Xinghai, Jin Qiaoying has never relaxed at all and has dedicated most of her youth to Xinghai.
If she had any selfish motives, today's Sanxin would definitely not be a third-rate enterprise.
Her hard work not only won the respect of all Xinghai employees, but also caught the attention of Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Economic and Trade.
No matter how reluctant Fan Ren was, it would be of no avail.
But on the contrary, Fan Ren was indeed happy for Jin Qiaoying afterwards.
Now, she has broken the limitations of her identity.
After Fan Ren finished bowing, he turned and looked at Jin Qiaoying.
Jin Qiaoying was in a dilemma, as it was not easy for her to put the urn into the tomb by herself.
"Sister Jin, please wait a moment."
"No."
As Fan Ren spoke, he turned over and jumped into the tomb. Jin Qiaoying had no time to stop him. She saw him smiling and stretching out his hands towards her.
Seeing the nervousness flash across Jin Qiaoying's pretty face at that moment, Fan Ren didn't mind at all.
Still the same, always doing things that surprise her.
Jin Qiaoying was helpless. She glared at Fan Ren with her charming eyes, but he just reached out his hand again without caring.
She didn't act pretentiously anymore. She squatted down, dragged the urn and handed it to Fan Ren. She opened her red lips and said, "Come up quickly. It's not good down there."
Fan Ren didn't believe it, shook his head, turned around, placed the urn neatly next to Jin's father's urn, and then moved closer.
"Sister Jin, how do you think about this?"
"Okay, come up quickly."
After taking a look at Jin Qiaoying and seeing the satisfaction in her eyes, Fan Ren turned around and climbed out of the grave pit with his hands.
"Pfft."
Shan Qin, who was not far away, couldn't help but laugh softly after seeing this scene.
At this moment, Fan Ren's black suit was covered in mud, and he looked extremely disheveled.
Jin Qiaoying shook her head and hurried forward. She didn't seem to mind at all. She bent down and patted Fan Ren's muddy suit with her slender white hands.
Fan Ren shrugged his nose, and a faint inexplicable fragrance came from Jin Qiaoying's body under the scorching sun.
"Okay, Sister Jin, let's cover him with dirt." Fan Ren didn't mind the dirt on his body. He wasn't going to be reduced to having no clothes to wear.
Most of the time, he wears a lab coat.
Upon hearing this, Jin Qiaoying raised her head, brushed the dust off her hands, nodded slightly, picked up the shovel beside her and started covering the soil.
Seeing this, Fan Ren joined in.
(End of this chapter)
