Secretary Lin said, "Last time you came to Tengyuan's project manager, and when you talked about the development project of Silver Bay, I just heard from a few acquaintances that this Hongyue Group seems to be also fighting for the project of Silver Bay, and I heard that the person in charge is Duan Yifeng. ”

Ji Linchuan remembered what Duan Yifeng said, Tengyuan will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later......

He couldn't help but be sarcastic, he was really ashamed, and in the future, I was afraid that he wouldn't even know how he died.

Ji Linchuan raised his eyebrows, beckoned and said, "Find Qin Zihang for me, and Mr. Liao, let them take the time to come together." ”

Qin Zihang received the call and got up from the private room of the Qing bar dizzily.

He is not like Ji Linchuan, he inherited the family company at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, got married and took over Tengyuan from his father-in-law, and now he is already a well-known young entrepreneur in the business circle in his thirties, he Qin Zihang is twenty-nine years old this year, and the family's business has his father and the strong brother, and it is not his turn to intervene at all.

The smell of alcohol has not dissipated, I heard that Mr. Ji was looking for him, he went home and changed his clothes, and then drove to Fansen, and when he arrived at the door, he saw that Mr. Liao had just arrived, Qin Zihang was like a monkey who was happy, hung Mr. Liao's neck, and said to him secretly, "I remembered something interesting." ”

Mr. Liao has never said much, and he has long been accustomed to Zihang's enthusiasm, so he was silent, so Qin Zihang followed him into the elevator and continued, "Do you remember the beauty that Mr. Ji brought to the club last time?"

"Hmm. Mr. Liao coped with a word from his nose.

"I attended Wei Gongzi's wedding a few days ago, and coincidentally, Mr. Ji is also there, guess who the woman he brought with him is?"

Mr. Liao folded his arms, pretending to meditate, and then raised his handsome face, "I heard that Mr. Ji's wife and this Mr. Wei are cousins, Mr. Ji went to the wedding, and the woman he brought with him was naturally Mrs. Ji who never showed up easily, is there anything difficult to guess?"

Qin Zihang sold Guanzi, "Then do you know who Mrs. Ji is?"

Seeing that Mr. Liao didn't answer with a half-smile, Qin Zihang was anxious and blurted out, "It's ...... that day."

Before he finished speaking, he was robbed by Mr. Liao and said, "It's the one in the club that day, and the beauty you fell in love with at a glance." ”

Qin Zihang was shocked, "How do you know!"

Mr. Liao shook his head, "You person, I said what is good about you, I even saw a few pieces of ghost paint on other people's bodies, why didn't you notice that the ring on her hand happened to be a pair with Mr. Xiao Ji's?"

"Is she wearing a ring?" Qin Zihang scratched his head, unable to figure it out, he nodded his index finger, "You mentioned this, I've always been strange, this season is always developed for gemstones, do you say that his wedding ring doesn't make a twenty-carat pigeon egg like that? But look at it, the blue and purple thing in his hand is as big as my little fingernail, and he is like a baby, he doesn't even take it off and take a look, you say that such a small thing is on Mrs. Ji's hand, how can I see it?"

"Twenty carats, aren't you afraid that your fingers will be crushed for him?" Mr. Liao couldn't help laughing, patted Qin Zihang's shoulder, couldn't cry or laugh, and patiently explained, "What about things in this world, it's not that the bigger the more valuable it is, the blue conitorite, Mr. Ji's hand, it is very rare to be able to develop a three-carat one, and the couple is proud enough, one is wearing a five-carat one, fortunately, most people are as illiterate as you, otherwise it is really swaggering." ”

Qin Zihang was surprised, he really didn't know as much about gems as Mr. Liao, they usually participated in some jade auctions and jewelry exhibitions, but Qin Zihang followed Mr. Ji and Mr. Liao to watch the excitement, and didn't pay attention to those expensive things.

Waiting for him to react, he then grabbed Mr. Liao's sleeve and shouted, "You saw that she was Mrs. Ji at that time, why didn't you stop me!

"As long as your hormonal imbalance is concerned, whoever you catch will be on whomever you want, can I stop you?"

"You ......"

The two of them have arrived at Mr. Ji's office.

Ji Linchuan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window sipping tea, always feeling uncertain, and his right eyelid was beating hard.

It's not that he is feudal superstition, but his right eye jumps back, and it can't be separated from the dead woman at home, just like the last time she destroyed the cloakroom, his eyes jumped suddenly for a long time.

Now he was sure what nonsense she was doing.

It's very strange, his premonition comes back to the truth.

Today, Ouyang Yuyou was busy with the things at hand, and hesitated for a long time, so she went back to the old mansion to clean up according to his words.

The Ji family's mansion has been built for nearly thirty years.

Stone forest house, white walls and tiles, above the door of the house hangs a large deciduous vine-like plant, the leaves are opposite, thin paper, the young branches are slender, and there are small yellow-brown pubescent flowers on it, calling the gentleman.

Walking in, on the winding path, the buildings inside are all wooden structures, lattice doors and windows, inside and outside are mostly solid wood carvings, and paper lanterns are hung under the eaves.

The lotus pond in the courtyard is unattended, only the free-growing residual lotus leaves float in it, the golden phoenix flowers are blooming luxuriantly, and the clusters seem to be dyed with Danxia, and the fallen petals are all rippling on the water.

Xiao Ai followed behind him, looking left and right: "It's so beautiful, you and Mr. Ji used to live here." ”

Ouyang Yuyou nodded, walked on the small bridge with a gloomy expression, and then walked along the stone path to the door of the house.

When she was a child, she had to come several times a day, and the food cooked by her aunt at home was unpalatable, so she found an excuse to come to breakfast, lunch and dinner, or to find Uncle Ji for her father to get something, and was often dragged to his room by Ji Linchuan to play, and he was immediately taken away by him when she went crazy.

If she could turn back time, she would have told the little fool not to come near here.

Don't get close to Ji Linchuan.

He's a venomous snake.

It can be fatal.

Entering the house, a lattice window opens, the ceiling living room with brown beams, there is a concave and convex circle on the background wall, the circle is a large and small calligraphy word, a pair of blue and white porcelain is placed on the wooden cabinet on both sides, the screen of ink painting divides the living room into inside and outside, and the wooden lattice hollow double door leads to the balcony, which is an ancient and elegant atmosphere.

Uncle Ji was also a top-notch cultural person back then.

Speaking from the heart, he is elegant and cultivated, unlike a cheesy businessman.

I really don't know where Ji Linchuan learned his ruthless and insidious methods.

Ouyang Yuyou went straight upstairs and disappeared along the wooden staircase.

Xiao Ai was left alone, the room was covered with a layer of dust, and she rolled up her sleeves and planned to do a big job.

Finding the vacuum cleaner, I first cleaned the corners and corners of the living room, the statues and porcelain placed on the traditional wooden furniture, wiped them with extra care, and opened the windows in the side hall.

The wind blows in, and there is a strong scent of flowers in the air.

Looking out, it turned out that there was a stout osmanthus tree behind the house.

Suddenly, there were loud "crackles" upstairs!

Xiao Ai looked back, Mrs. Ji ......

Running upstairs, one by one sliding wooden doors were closed, one with a half-open door.

Ouyang Yuyou sat on a wicker chair with tears on her face, her feet were full of broken photo frames, and under the sharp and fine glass slag were the wedding photos of her and Ji Linchuan.

Generally, they take pictures first and then get married, and they are taken on a temporary basis in Northern Europe when they are on their honeymoon after marriage, and the clothes are not carefully selected.

Under the snowy mountains, on the side of the road, next to the wooden house, wherever you go, you can shoot at random.

Anyway, from getting the license to getting married, it's a false conspiracy.

I don't need to be more serious.

Ouyang Yuyou stepped on the hideous debris all over the ground and told Xiao Ai: "Throw all these useless things in the trash." ”