Wu Junke threw a stack of photos on his desk. The photos are glossy, and some of them have slipped to the ground under the force.

Zhao Feng hurriedly squatted down and picked it up.

Wu Junke picked up a piece of paper in his hand, A4 paper, with a few lines of words on it, which was printed.

Wu Dong: Look at the true face of this woman, watery poplar, hook up everywhere! Such a woman should be spurned by everyone, she is not worthy of you!

Wu Junke threw the paper to Zhao Feng to see, stood up and paced back and forth in the office.

A stack of photos, in which the protagonists are Quiet and Wang Anchor. The photos are of them going to the supermarket, walking in the neighborhood at night, going to the restaurant to eat, going to the gym, and going home together.

Wu Junke felt that he was going to smoke, and pointed to a bunch of photos and was furious. "This ...... It's going to cuckold me! Is this cohabitation? Look at these pictures for yourself, and they're going to buy birds together!"

Zhao Feng basically inquired about Wu Junke and Quiet during this time, and felt that it was a little inappropriate for Wu Junke to speak like this. "There must have been a misunderstanding. ”

"Misunderstanding! What misunderstanding? Look at this community? This building used to live quietly, how could it be so coincidental and where do you live? You don't know why she bought this house in the first place? But she told me before that she sold it, and she didn't sell it for a long time! She was reluctant to anchor Wang from beginning to end! That kid has been waiting for us to break up! And he came to beat me!"

Wu Junke lost his usual elegance and went on a rampage like a mad bull and sprinkled fire.

"No, I'm going to ask her in person! Explain it to me!" Wu Junke rushed out of the office.

Zhao Feng stopped in front of Wu Junke. "Boss, you calm down, there's something wrong with this. ”

"You give me a! What's weird? Can this picture wronged the two of them? They've been disconnected! Quietly bring me a green hat!"

Wu Junke has no reason left, Zhao Feng has been by Wu Junke's side for so many years, and he has never seen Wu Junke who has lost his sobriety and is only angry.

"I won't get out of the way. This photo looks like a blame for blame. Zhao Feng didn't dare to relax his vigilance, he wouldn't let Wu Junke walk out of this door in such a state.

Wu Junke pushed Zhao Feng, feeling that this guy had nothing to do with sa and karate, if he didn't take the initiative to get out of the way today, it would still be difficult for him to get out of this door. "Zhao Feng, get out of the way for me! Are you tired of doing this job?"

Zhao Fengman didn't care, he was angry with Wu Junke. "Whatever, you can fire me! Calm down, do you think Quiet is such a person? Now you go to her and question her, in what capacity do you ask her?"

Wu Junke stopped his explosion. Zhao Feng was right, who was he quiet now? Why did he ask?

Wu Junke sat down on the sofa, although he was asked by Zhao Feng, he was still angry.

The reason why Quiet bought this house in the first place was because Wang Anchor said that she bought it, and she bought it in order to see things and think about people. Later, Jing Jing gave up on Wang Anchor, saying that he had sold the house, why would they live in it now? Wu Junke thought that this house must not have been sold at the beginning, after all, he was not there for the last transfer, was it quiet to regret it at the last moment.

Zhao Feng knew the origin of the quiet house, and he knew what Wu Junke was angry about. "Let's get things straight. This photo can't be taken by the two of them, so you're mad, right?"

Wu Junke didn't answer, but he was thinking about what Zhao Feng said.

Zhao Feng walked to the desk and took the photo, the A4 paper, and the envelope. "You see, the photos and the paper are all in envelopes, how can they get to you so easily?

Wu Junke took the envelope and looked at it, there was no postmark on it.

"Boss, it's not easy. And this photo, judging from the clothes, not only have I been with them for a day or two, but for a while. Why is it that you are following the pursuit like this?"

"Will it be a reporter?" Wu Junke may have failed to fulfill some people's wishes at the last press conference, and is still retaliating.

"If it were a journalist, these photos would have been all over the Internet for a long time, how could they still flow here? And on paper, it is obviously aimed at quiet. "Zhao Feng is an outsider, he is quite calm.

Wu Junke is obsessed with the problem of the house on the one hand, and he also feels suspicious.

Zhao Feng also noticed the unusualness on the envelope. "Boss, there is no postmark on the envelope, it can't be sent from outside. ”

Wu Junke asked Zhao Feng to call the secretary in. The secretary said that she was just going to bring in the documents that needed to be signed by Wu Junke today.

If the general manager of each department only needs Wu Junke's signature for general documents, most of them will send someone to send the documents to Wu Junke's secretary, and then the secretary will take them to Wu Junke for signature.

There was no problem with the documents, Wu Junke signed them, and then the secretary asked people from each department to get the documents back.

The secretary recalled that there were no special people here today, and they were still the usual ones.

Wu Junke asked the secretary to go out.

"Boss, do you want to take a look at the surveillance outside the office, who sent something up, you can roughly see it. Zhao Feng asked.

"Then you go to the security room and have a look. Wu Junke commanded.

Zhao Feng stood still.

Wu Junke said angrily. "Go ahead, I'm not going to rush to them. ”

Zhao Feng nodded and went to the security room.

Wu Junke put the photo and paper in an envelope and threw it on the side of the sofa.

After half an hour, Zhao Feng returned to the office. "Boss, all normal. ”

Wu Junke sat at his desk.

"Do you want to call Tranquility and ask her to pay attention?" Zhao Feng always vaguely felt that the person who came was not good.

Wu Junke either erupted or was silent, and now he was sitting motionless when he was still in turmoil, feeling that he didn't even have the sound of panting.

"What has Zihui been doing lately?" Wu Junke asked.

"Before I was discharged from the hospital, I went to the psychiatrist I arranged twice a week, and I usually went out to a nearby store, but I couldn't go far. Zhao Feng hired a professional bodyguard, and he could know Yan Zihui's movements almost twenty-four hours a day.

Yan Zihui's live-in aunt also said that she eats and sleeps normally now, and now she often listens to music and reads. ”

Yan Zihui doesn't take the initiative to contact Wu Junke now, and everything he has to say is for Zhao Feng to convey. "Boss, the last time I went, Yan Zihui said I wanted a piano and a cello. ”

Wu Junke rubbed his face. "You only have to see her once a week, and you do whatever she wants. ”

"Hmm. Zhao Feng also suspected that Yan Zihui did it just now, but the possibility is very small. Yan Zihui's actions are characterized by acting alone, after all, she has been isolated from the world for so many years, and it is impossible to find someone else to join forces with her for a while.

Wu Junke felt that Zhao Feng was right, these photos were for quietness. He thought about the people around him, who had hardly had a holiday with her, and whose hand it was.

Wu Junke went around for a long time, and felt that the only person who was most motivated to do this was Wang Yun.

Wang Yun has a motive, but how did she manage to send this thing into his office without knowing it?

Wu Junke felt that his mind was in chaos, he didn't know what he should do now, what was right to do. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned