This stack of A4 papers, Manager Zhang didn't want to read it at all.

He knocked on the table: "Reporter He, I think it's best for us to get back to the point, you paid back the money for your brother, and we are also trustworthy, and we promise not to harass your family, nor will we make the old man afraid." ”

The meaning of this threatening sentence was already quite obvious, He Wan'er remained silent, and only raised his chin: "You still look at these things, please ask your boss if you want to run away to avoid the limelight." ”

When Manager Zhang heard this, he frowned, and then picked up the papers.

After watching it for less than a minute, he was already in a cold sweat, and his fingertips began to tremble, and he was almost unable to hold the papers.

"This ......" Manager Zhang's face was as earthy, and his mind was already a mess.

He Wan'er didn't look at him either, and said to himself: "I know, you have already found out where my mother lives, I won't give you an explanation today, and you will come to the door to ask for money next." However, you'd better call your boss and ask him what he can't mess with. ”

On the things He Guaner threw out just now, there were a bunch of charges, such as false value-added**, contract fraud, illegal absorption, and even the fake name that his boss had used before.

His hands began to tremble, and cold sweat quickly formed on his forehead - what kind of reporter is this, how does he know so much?

It's not scientific, how did she know about things that the police didn't find out?

Manager Zhang has already begun to accompany the smiling face: "It's easy to say, everything is easy to discuss." I'm out of company. ”

With that, he hurried out of the house, presumably to make a phone call.

A few minutes later, the manager Zhang came back, the ruddy color was a little white, and he said directly to He Guan'er: "Brother Ling's debt is easy to say, our boss said it, and asked Reporter He to stay, and he immediately flew back to discuss this matter." ”

"It's late," He Wan'er stood up, "The relevant clues have been transferred to the economic investigation department, and it may not be long before the economic investigation department should come to the door." ”

Manager Zhang gritted his teeth, and regretted it in his heart - but 100,000 yuan, I can't afford to bubble a few in the water, why did I have bad luck and hit the evil star?

When the money was handed over to him to deal with, he didn't think it was difficult to get up, so the little white face who didn't grow a hair was locked up for less than half a day, and then he heard the little white face say that it was his sister who came together, he thought at the time, a woman was scared, what money didn't there?

Moreover, with the appearance of that little white face, if he was willing to come out to do it, he was afraid that the rich woman of Yishui would line up to prostitute him, and he thought at that time that this sister would definitely not be bad.

He didn't think about forcing a good person to become a prostitute, but he just thought that if a woman looks good, it is more likely to marry well, and if he has a good brother-in-law, it is only 100,000 yuan, and he will give it when he feels sorry for his brother.

Unexpectedly, this time it was planted.

Since they are running this company and making profits by playing the edge ball, they naturally expect what kind of results they will have after their deeds are exposed.

The trouble this time is that the clues in this woman's hand, even if there is no conclusive evidence and the case will not be filed, a lot of trouble is indispensable.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know how much black material she has from the company and the boss in her hands! Perhaps, even his own black material, this woman has it in her hands.

Where did the beauty come from, it's obviously a dominatrix!

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and seeing that He Wan'er was leaving, Manager Zhang gritted his teeth and was ruthless.

So he instructed the horse boy behind him: "Stop her!"

All of a sudden, four or five people in security guards came up and wanted to stop He Guan'er, who was walking out.

These security guards are also a little better than the horses he met last night, but they are also a ragtag army, and they have no professional training at all, so they rely on the ruthlessness they pretend to scare people.

Where did He Guaner put it in his eyes, watching the person come up, he kicked one neatly and knocked over one, grabbed one and used a little skill to remove the arm of the other, and it only took more than ten seconds before and after. Suddenly, the two of them clutched their stomachs and shoulders, crying and howling, and there was no momentum.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and then realized that the one in front of them was not a good stubble.

Manager Zhang stood behind and agitated: "Go on! Together, if you are disabled, count me in!"

After all, with the salary in his hand, the three security guards exchanged glances and hugged forward together, intending to bully more and less - even if the skills are not as good as others, they can beat the master to death with random punches.

He Wan'er didn't give them a chance at all, and a few flexible dodges got through the gap between those people, and twisted Manager Zhang's arm, as if smiling: "Capture the thief and capture the king first, tell me, where should I beat first?"

Before Manager Zhang could react, He Wan'er flashed in front of him in a few seconds, and there was already a sharp pain in his arm.

He couldn't stand the pain and couldn't help but cry out: "Help me!

Seeing that his strong body was in He Guan'er's hands, he was like a child and had no ability to resist at all, and the few security guards who were treated like monkeys looked at each other again, not knowing what to do at all.

He Wan'er smiled slightly, exerted a little force, twisted and dislocated his arm from the joint, and then changed to the other side.

She looked at the simple and neat two times, so that Manager Zhang's arms hung softly on his sides, and he couldn't move anymore.

He was so painful that tears came out, and his arm shook when he took a step, which was funny and ridiculous.

"Why don't you go find the old Chinese medicine doctor to pick it up for you. He Wan'er also thought it was funny, patted him on the shoulder, pushed him towards a few security guards, and caused him to howl again.

Manager Zhang was easily freed, and a few horses came up to help him in a hurry, and a little more excitedly began to call an ambulance, and no one could care about stopping He Wan'er - he couldn't stop him anyway.

He Wan'er clapped his hands, took a few steps, and turned back to Manager Zhang and sneered: "You'd better plan how to pass this level, stop the business of finding children, rectify the things that should be rectified, squat enough when you should squat, and pack up your things that should run away and get out of here." Auntie, I'm in a pretty good mood today, I don't want to see blood, but don't push me, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, see if it's your small loan company's ruthlessness in asking for debts, or my ruthlessness as a poor person!"

Manager Zhang was stared at by her Qingling Ling's cold soaked eyes, and he couldn't help but shudder, and then watched her walk away, and he didn't have the courage to say anything to leave someone behind.

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A café in the city center.

He Yixiao wore a peaked cap, the brim of which was pressed low to cover his face full of bruises.

He sat on the edge of a booth, sipping a cup of grapefruit tea without a sip, staring at the door.

Seeing He Wan'er coming in, he hurriedly beckoned, and when she came over, he asked impatiently, "Sister, how is it?"

He Wan'er didn't answer him, only rubbed his temples.