Chapter 5 You Still Owe Me Two Million

Amy was very excited about this kind of war scene. She held the camera and snapped the photos.

"Bastard, I didn't expect you to still haunt me after I let you run away last time."

The man with golden necklace was dazzled by the flashlight in front of the camera. So, he raised his hand to cover it subconsciously. When the man with golden necklace turned around, he found that the reporter standing next to Amy was the one who followed him to the imperial court and took a photo in men's clothes last time. The man with golden necklace was furious and took the opportunity to come over to Joy.

Knowing that something bad was going to happen, Joy immediately went to pull Amy.

"Hurry up. It's too late."

"You want to leave? It's too late!"

At this moment, a dagger was put on Joy's neck.

Joy raised her head and saw the twisted face of the man with golden necklace.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

"Damn it! If you hadn't followed me all the time, how could these would happen useless police know this place? You had always set yourself against me, I must kill you right now!"

Joy was really scared. At this moment, the man with golden necklace was running out of his ways. Joy believed that he could do anything.

Sure enough.

His hand holding the dagger slightly tilted.

"Bang!"! With a loud sound, Frightened, Joy closed her eyes immediately.

However, after a gunshot, the expected pain did not come. Joy opened her eyes and saw a big blood hole in the middle of the man's eyebrows, which was standing opposite her.

The man with golden necklace paused on the ground, revealing Jimmy who was standing behind him.

At this time, the police also ended the fight and arrested all suspects.

Seeing that Jimmy was wearing a black windbreaker and a grey sweater, Joy's cold eyebrows were murderous, and the gun in his hand was still smoking. He took a look at Joy and returned the gun to the police, Bill, the director of the drug enforcement team.

Bill put away his gun and saluted to Jimmy.

"Mr. Go, thanks for your help with Commander Go's guards."

Jimmy looked away from Joy's face and said with a smile, "Don't say that. It's everyone's responsibility to protect each other. Everyone has been working hard today. If you don't mind, I have prepared a dinner in the imperial court. I hope you and Joy can come."

Jimmy said politely. How could Bill can refuse?

"But I..."

When Joy was about to refuse, Bill put his arm around Joy's shoulder and patted her aside. He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Joy, it's for your sake that Mr. Go can treat you. You can't refuse it!"

Joy worked as a journalist and often had to deal with the police. As time went by, they were familiar with each other.

"Joy, go ahead, but I'll go back and write the report."

Amy said indifferently, fiddling with her camera.

Joy had no choice but to follow Bill into the car.

"Ronald, didn't you say that you have something to discuss with Bill? Let's discuss it while walking!"

Jimmy took off his wind coat and leaned against his black car. Seeing that Joy followed Bill to the police car, he suddenly said to his assistant, Ronald, who had been following him all the time.

"What? Oh, by the way, Bill, I have something to tell you." Stunned for a moment, Ronald understood what happened. He strode to Bill, separated Joy from him, and got on the car with Bill on his shoulder.

Joy was stunned. What the hell was going on? Leaving her alone like this?

"Get in the car!"

The black car, like a cheetah dormant at midnight, roared and stopped in front of Joy. The owner of the car put one hand on the steering wheel and extended his head to the window. His handsome and firm face showed a little impatience, and his tone was as cold and hard as ever.

"Okay." Joy touched her nose and got into the car obediently.

The place named imperial city was also a property of the Go Group. As the big boss here, Jimmy had a special VIP room.

Bill and Ronald arrived first, and some important members of the police station also attended the banquet. Amy didn't come because she had to write a report, but Joy felt that Amy seemed to deliberately avoid Jimmy.

It was said that how powerful Jimmy was in A city. Anyone who saw his real face would want to have a close look at him, but Amy didn't. She even wanted to take a look at Jimmy. Did she hate the rich guy?

"Mr. Go, you are late. You should drink as a punishment."

When Jimmy appeared in the room with Joy, everyone was in an uproar, and Bill even clamored to let Jimmy drink three glasses of wine as a punishment.

The host seat was still reserved for Jimmy. Jimmy took his seat with a smile, and Joy sat opposite him.

"I'm late for escorting reporter Joy. Bill wants to punish me with wine. Reporter Joy, you have to uphold justice for me."

Jimmy pointed at Joy. All the people at the table were smart. They didn't dare to make trouble in front of Jimmy, so they began to turn to Joy.

"Come here. How about Joy drink it for Mr. Go? Mr. Go is Joy's benefactor. "

Joy summoned up her courage and stood up. She cursed in her heart that Jimmy was a dishonest businessman. How could he let a woman take the wine for him? Was his assistant a freeloader?

Bill filled a bottle of Moutai for Joy.

"I'd like to propose a toast to you. Do as you like, Joy."

Since Bill had drunk all the wine, how could Joy only drink a little? Holding the glass, she raised her neck and drank it all.

"Ahem!"

The alcohol was so pungent that Joy choked and coughed violently.

By the middle of the night, Joy had been drunk by a table of people. She stood up and said she wanted to go to the bathroom, stumbled out of the room.

The light in the corridor was dim. Joy leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

The good marble floor was cold and bone piercing. Joy buried her head in her arms and felt as if she was going to die.

"Are you okay?"

Jimmy almost followed Joy out. Seeing her like this, he suddenly felt a little distressed. He didn't expect her to be so bad at drinking. Maybe he should stop those people drinking with her.

Raising her fluffy head from the crook of her arm, Joy looked at Jimmy, whose big black and white eyes were as bright as washed gemstones.

"Jimmy, you still owe me two million!"

Although Joy was drunk, she was still thinking about money.

Jimmy sneered and cursed in a low voice, "Miser!" Then he turned around and left.

"Jimmy!"

Suddenly, Joy stood up from the ground, grabbed Jimmy's sleeve and pulled him back.

Jimmy thought she had something to say, so he turned around to cooperate. Unexpectedly, Joy grabbed his collar and lowered his head. "Em....!" She spat it out on Jimmy's chest.