After Ye Zifei's phone hung up, He Wan'er spent more than half an hour digesting what she heard.

After that, he dialed Ye Zifei's phone again and said, "Zifei, can you help me find out, what kind of industries are Mrs. Jiang and her family in Shanghai, and what is the source of these billions?"

It's just a pan-sincere treasure, and He Waner is almost certain that this must be just the tip of the iceberg of Jiang Tai's black industrial chain.

Ye Zifei on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant.

He Guan'er heard her scruples and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Zifei sighed: "It's not a secret, Mrs. Jiang is a coffee position, I don't dare to check this little trick, and I can't check it." Before her family made a fortune, it was not a legitimate business, but it was later whitewashed. Wan'er, I advise you, some things you can manage, some people have some things, unless you have the ability to splash the sky, don't take care of it. ”

Others seem to be lawless and arrogant, but in fact, she is very measured, and she is born to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

This seems to be a judgment of the situation from the blood, and it is also the root cause of her family's prosperity for nearly a hundred years.

Not long after Ye Zifei's phone hung up, it was Lin Feng's call again.

This time, his voice was unusually serious, and there was no longer the previous dissonance and jumping.

He said the Porsche had been found — in an abandoned parking lot in the wilderness, and if he had gone too late, the car would have been crushed into a pile of scrap metal.

And after inspection, the car really had its hands and feet.

He Wan'er is right, someone is waiting for Gu Nian to die, if it wasn't for the fall caused by the sleeping pills she took that day, then it is very likely that she would have had a car accident with a car that could not be braked.

He Wan'er even suspected that there should be a trap set for Gu Nian, but now she can see only these two.

Lin Feng obviously also had his own judgment on this case, and quietly transferred the suspect from Kang Xin to a certain big man thousands of miles away.

He Wan'er asked: "Is the current evidence enough for the Shanghai market to start an investigation?" ”

Lin Feng was silent for a while, and sighed secretly: "Of course not, everything is speculation, their hands are too beautiful, especially the accidental fall of Gu Nian, which has helped them a lot." ”

He Guan'er closed his eyes, and there was a sense of loss in his heart.

Senior Brother Lin's opinion should be said to be impartial, and Ye Zifei's opinion is also strikingly similar to Bai Tinghai's opinion.

Therefore, Bai Tinghai must have known that this matter was related to Mrs. Jiang.

Teacher Bai is also a master and a father to her, she has helped her a lot over the years, and now the thorny problem in front of her involves characters that Ye Zifei dare not move, how can she affect Teacher Bai?

That was the end of the help she was able to turn to others.

This one, she must rely on her own strength to let the other party show her feet.

What is she? She's a journalist.

What is a journalist - the uncrowned king.

The term first appeared in England in the 19th century.

At that time, the Times was known as the authority of public opinion in British high society, and after the resignation of the chief writer, he was often absorbed into the cabinet as a cabinet member, and his status was very high. The chief writers of these newspapers are called "uncrowned kings".

Even if hundreds of years have passed, the purple drunken gold fans in the world have changed the taste of the profession of journalist, even if the pursuit of truth has become a joke, and even being a journalist is not her original career plan or dream.

But since she has embarked on this path, since there is the truth that needs to be revealed, there is justice waiting for her to be served.

Then she has no hesitation.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, He Waner heard the alarm clock calling.

It was easy for her to open her eyes, and she sat on the bed and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

I didn't go to bed until 3 a.m., and I slept less than four hours, which is a bit less.

It would be nice if she had Mo Chunshan's special ability of sleeping for a very short time - but he always slept so little, would he die suddenly?

It would be a pity if he died - after all, he was handsome and had a good brain, and although he hated his mouth and had a bad personality, he was sometimes.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped herself on the cheek, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

What's going on with her? Why did she think of Mo Chunshan inexplicably, or was it in such a precious time as the plan of the day?

It's a waste - He Wan'er lifted off the quilt and stood up, but he was shivering from the cold morning air.

She almost retracted into the covers, thought about today's task, endured the cold, and slowly dressed.

As soon as he got out of the room, He Wan'er heard a clear voice - "Sister, good morning." ”

Lu Hanzhang smiled at her, went into the kitchen and brought out toast slices and butter, and put them in front of her.

He Wan'er frowned: "It's so high." ”

"I'm going back to Shanghai soon, can't you accept my kindness?"

Lu Hanzhang covered his heart and looked hurt.

He Wan'er couldn't help but laugh, and involuntarily stroked the top of her head and rubbed it on her somewhat naturally curly hair.

Lu Hanzhang pouted: "I hate it, don't treat me as a child." ”

My cousin was naughty once, so she followed her wishes, ate a breakfast of at least 500 calories in one bite, and ate very seriously.

When He Waner was about to go out, Lu Hanzhang was making an appointment to take her to the airport at noon.

Chen Yuanze's case is about to go to trial, and she can no longer stay in Gyeongju.

He Wan'er asked quietly: "What time does the flight land?"

"Half past two in the afternoon," Lu Hanzhang replied, "I'll call you when I arrive." ”

"Well, stay safe. When you arrive in Shanghai, remember to ask a friend to pick you up. ”

Before He Wan'er went out, he looked back at her and instructed again.

"Good. Lu Hanzhang responded, his eyes still on the mobile phone screen, and he smiled very sweetly.

At the same time, Tongcheng Building, South Bank District.

Caijia watched Mo Chunshan review the contract, a little nervous.

Zheng Hongzhou finally relented, Tongcheng Road and Bridge also paid a great price, the contract that Mo Chunshan was looking at in front of her was changed by her with great effort, and it should be said that within the allowable range, the interests of the company were guaranteed to the greatest extent.

I just don't know if Mo Chunshan will be satisfied.

After a moment, Mo Chunshan looked up and handed her the contract.

Caijia waited for the comment, and Mo Chunshan had already smiled slightly: "Very good, I'm going to book a ticket to Funan, and I'll go to inspect it tomorrow, and by the way, I'll make an appointment with Zheng Hongzhou, the old stubborn, to talk about the conditions." ”

Caijia was pleasantly surprised.

The contract has been passed, the general direction of cooperation has been finalized, and the next step is to run in on some small details.

She was just about to speak, Meng Qianyang suddenly walked over with an anxious face, handed a mobile phone to Mo Chunshan, and said very quickly: "Brother Chunshan, something happened to the old mansion." ”