I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

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"By the way, this is my dad's new private jet?" Baili Pangpang looked around and nodded with satisfaction, "Compared with the previous ones, the grade is indeed much better."

"No, this is Master Jing's plane." Xiao Xu explained gently.

"Bailijing?" Baili Pangpang was stunned, "Why did he buy a private jet?"

"It is said that Young Master Jing has managed the group very well recently, and the chairman gave him the award."

Baili's fat brows were slightly frowned, he took a sip of the cocktail, and said in distress, "I don't even have a private jet, and this kid actually got one before me... After I go back, I guess I'll have to be picked up again." He mocked."

Baili Jing is the father of Baili Pangpang, the adopted son of Baili Xin, the chairman of Baili Group, and is the same age as Baili Pangpang.

But unlike the idle Baili Pangpang, the adopted son of the Baili family has been exceptionally intelligent since he was a child. After he became an adult, Baili Xin quietly pushed him into the grassroots of the Baili Group, starting from an inconspicuous employee. start.

Relying on his clever brain and outstanding business talent, he quickly worked his way up to the top management of the Baili Group with his own strength. Therefore, it has a group of loyal followers.

It is precisely because of his experience from the bottom that Bailijing's understanding of Baili Group is no less than that of Chairman Baili Xin, so the latter often entrusts him with some affairs of the group, gradually accumulating developed his own connections.

After Baili Pangpang inherited the Baili Group, Baili Jing was assigned to Baili Pangpang to manage the company for him.

"Master Jing's income for the group is much more expensive than a private jet." Xiao Xu said with a smile.

Baili Pangpang opened his mouth and was about to say something when the picture in front of him suddenly blurred...

"This is..." Baili Fatty stretched out his hand to support his crumbling body, his brows were tightly furrowed, he looked at the cocktail on the table, and then at Xiao Xu who was smiling and silent, "Did you drug me?! "

"I'm sorry, little master." Xiao Xu said apologetically, "We can't let you go back to Guangshen alive."

Whoosh-! !

A missile with a long flame tail skimmed across the sky, above the layers of clouds, it precisely hit the high-speed private jet!

The dazzling flames exploded in mid-air!