An hour later.

Zhou Muxue sat in the office, her mind in chaos.

The evidence that Old Man Song came up with was extremely shocking, which was enough to prove that he was not the real murderer who killed Song Li's parents, and it was impossible for him to kill them.

Who did that, is it really as the old man said, all this is Song Li's delusion.

When there was a car accident that year, Song Li fell off a cliff and hallucinated before he died, thinking that it was a good thing sent by Old Man Song.

Strictly speaking, maybe that's the truth.

Song Li lost too much blood and hung on a tree, and it was indeed possible to hallucinate.

He took the hallucination as a memory and hid for three years, otherwise he would have gone back to confront him earlier, and maybe he wouldn't have been like this.

Old Man Song didn't let himself tell Song Li about this, but just wanted to make an appointment with a time and place, and he would personally hand over the evidence to Song Li.

Zhou Muxue agreed, but she didn't know how to speak.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door, and Miller poked his head out with a smile in his hand holding flowers in his hand.

"Beautiful Mu Xue, please accept my early morning blessings, thank you very much for your help yesterday, I don't know if there is this honor, you can invite my goddess to lunch. ”

Miller placed the flowers on the table, pulled out another gift box, and opened the gift box, which contained a string of exquisite diamond bracelets.

"Mu Xue, only a beautiful woman can be worthy of this bracelet, this is a little bit of my heart, I hope you don't shirk!"

A serial bomb was delivered early in the morning, and the employees who peeked outside were all stunned.

"Mr. Zhou's charm is so great, so romantic, someone sent flowers early in the morning!"

"Look at that bracelet, it has to be hundreds of thousands. ”

"Such a handsome foreigner, how good it would be if this flower was given to me, I envy the dead!"

"Come on, you don't look in the mirror, you can compare with Mr. Zhou, what is so good-looking about this foreigner, can compare with our Mr. Song, that is a real man!"

The crowd was gossiping, so it wasn't lively.

Zhou Muxue was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly ran to close the curtains, and the range of action was too large, revealing a large black plaster on her back.

Miller saw it in his eyes, and his heart was reluctant for a while, he was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly apply so many plasters today.

Nangong Rong contacted herself to let herself soak in Zhou Muxue and play with her feelings, but after yesterday's contact, he suddenly found that this oriental girl was really attractive.

Putting aside her beauty, her own unique temperament is very attractive.

He is a fighter in the flirtatious plane, experienced in a hundred battles, but he is easily attracted to her.

Miller walked up behind Mu Xue and held her shoulder.

"Mu Xue, what's the matter, you are injured, and you have so many plasters on your back, it doesn't matter, I know the chief physician in the hospital, I'll take you to take a look." ”

The two are very close to each other, and they look a little ambiguous.

With a snap, the door of the office opened, and Song Li swaggered in.

"Mu Xue, why did you come to work. ”

When Zhou Muxue saw Song Li, she hurriedly flashed to the side and explained: "Song Li, don't get me wrong, Miller just saw the plaster I applied, and he was a little curious!"

Song Li believed in Mu Xue 100%, but this foreigner obviously had bad intentions.

He saw the flowers on the table and sneered: "Roses, hehe, I don't even know that Mu Xue likes lilies, and what kind of broken diamond bracelet is this, and I am embarrassed to give it away." ”

Song Li didn't say a word, and threw the bracelet to the ground.

Miller was not angry, and said with a faint smile: "Mr. Song, it doesn't matter if you don't have eyesight, but please don't throw things around, the tattered in your mouth is a token given to her wife by Grand Duke Stefan of Moldova in the fifteenth century!"

This thing is worth a lot of money as soon as she hears it, Zhou Muxue's face changed, she picked up the bracelet and wanted to return it to Miller, but Song Li snatched it and put it in the gift box.

"Hey, cultural relics, then I'll thank Mu Xue for nothing, if there is nothing else, please leave, we have to talk about some personal things." Song Li said with a smile.

Miller was embarrassed for a while, he deliberately said the history, firstly, to show off, and secondly, to take it back, he had already calculated that Zhou Muxue would not ask for such a valuable thing.

This Song Li did not play cards according to the routine, and he had no shame, so he was able to accept the things that his rival gave to his wife with peace of mind.

Miller is also a person who wants to face, and if he says it, he is embarrassed to take it back.

He could only slap his swollen face and become fat, and replied: "This was originally given to Mu Xue, and only she can wear this bracelet!"

After saying this, Miller's heart was dripping blood.

Just then, Miller's cell phone rang, and it was a high-ranking member of the Foundation.

Miller made an OK gesture and said, "Philip, is it okay to sign a contract, I'm in Shuimu Technology." ”

"Miller, this project is not very suitable, we have unanimously decided to suspend the investment, you should also leave quickly, this company is far more complicated than you imagined. ”

Hanging up, Miller looked shocked.

"Mu Xue, I still have something to do, go back first, and I'll contact you later!"

Before leaving, Miller looked at the gift box in Song Li's hand unwillingly, endured the reluctance in his heart, and finally left the company quickly.

After Miller left, Zhou Muxue said with a smile: "Mr. Song, when did you become so greedy that you even left what Miller gave me." ”

"Mu Xue, this is also a cultural relic, don't be in vain, the shape is so earthy, I thought it was hundreds of thousands of store goods. Song Li replied.

"Song Li, there is something ......"

She wanted to talk about Old Man Song's visit, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Mu Xue, what's wrong, something?" Song Li asked.

"It's okay, it's just Miller's investment now, and the rest of the funds are already in place. ”

When it comes to investment, Song Li is full of doubts.

Since the old immortal has already tested himself with poison, why should he use the bait of investment to lure himself into the bait, he has no need to use both means at all.

This kind of poison, the entire Song family, only himself and the old immortal will be configured, in other words, there should be someone else who arranges the investment trap.

Who exactly?

There are so many children in the Song family, and there are six people of their own generation alone, and these people are polite to them on weekdays, not like people who stab them in the back.

As the boss, he also takes good care of these younger brothers and sisters, not to mention that he has not been treated by the old and immortal, and it is impossible for anyone to be jealous of him.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, but there are too few clues.

However, it is imperative that 500 million yuan be raised as soon as possible.

The road of bank loans will definitely not work, and the old immortal already knows his identity, and he must not let another person see through himself.

If there are really other people staring at Mizuki Technology, then Miller's swaggering in and out will be targeted nine times out of ten.

He didn't look right when he answered the phone just now, and it was probably an investment thing.

You can't put your hopes on Miller, you have to find someone else to invest, and you have to do it in secret, so that the other party can't notice it.

Song Li thought of a person, but it was not easy to convince him, after all, crossing a line is like crossing a mountain.

This person is Fang Sheng, the head of the Fang family I met yesterday.

An hour later, the East Pier of the city.

It's the busiest place in L.A., with countless dock workers unloading again and cargo ships docking at the docks.

At this moment, a man is carrying a sandbag and staggering.

The man hadn't gone far, probably because he couldn't exert his strength, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the sand in the sandbag was scattered all over the ground.

A man like an overseer came over, kicked the man down with a flying kick, and scolded: "Waste, you can't carry a sandbag, what do you want, get out of me!"

"Da Fei, I'm sorry, I really can't do it, for the sake of me being good to you before, I still have children to raise. The man replied.

At this moment, many workers came around.

"Damn, waste, Da Fei is also what you can shout, you want to call Da Feige!"

"That's it, I still think I'm the king of the north of the city, and now I'm a dog, let's learn to listen to our big Fei brother twice!"

"I'm sorry, the king of the north of the city, just rely on him to be worthy!"

Everyone talked about it, constantly laughing at this former overlord.

The king also had fire in his heart, but he still had a son to raise, so he had to bow his head.

"Brother Da Fei, I'm sorry, don't drive me away, I can't find a job anywhere else, and my son still has to go to school!"

Da Fei stepped on Wang Ye's head and sneered: "What kind of school do you go to, just learn from you, maybe you can bring back the turf in the future!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

The king can also tolerate others talking about himself, after all, the road is his own way, but it is definitely not easy for others to talk about his son.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Wang also shook off Da Fei's foot and slammed into him.

Da Fei kicked Wang Ye away, and sneered: "A waste with short hands and tendons, he dares to show off in front of Lao Tzu, give me a beating!"

The crowd rushed up and beat the king violently.

Da Fei laughed and was proud, and before he could be happy for a few minutes, a big hand suddenly put on his shoulder.

"Stop it!"

The person who came was Song Li, and when he saw Wang Ye's tragic condition, he couldn't bear it.

Da Fei turned around, looked at it, and scolded: ", who the are you, here is your talk, get out of here, otherwise I'll be with you!"

Song Li smiled, and his hands were energetic: "Brother Da Fei, if I don't get out!"