Zhao Junhao stayed in the casino for a while, and then left in the car a little unwillingly.

Although he was unhappy that he didn't catch the gang with his own hands, some people were even more unhappy than him.

Song Building.

After Song Duobao asked Tian Tian from the front desk to come up and help him do his hair, he smoked a fairy cigarette and sat comfortably in the boss's chair.

Slowly took out his mobile phone, ready to call those ruthless people who took money to do things.

He enjoyed the feeling of being in command so much.

It's just money.

And money can be earned continuously.

"My little Mumbai, bomb up there all day long, don't blow yourself up......" Even a casual sentence is so vicious, it can be seen that Song Duobao is determined to follow the Xingxing Society, and the whole person's temperament has changed.

In particular, he also put Yue Qingya on his opposite.

"The user you dialed has turned off ......" The voice from the mobile phone made Song Duobao frown.

That bad feeling began to come over me.

Because, he and Mumbai have already agreed that in order to keep abreast of the situation and inform the task, the mobile phone must not be turned off!

By noon, half of the gratuity had already been paid.

This undoubtedly increased his suspicions.

"Maybe the phone is out of battery......" Song Duobao muttered to himself, turning off the screen of his mobile phone and turning it flexibly between his fingers.

His bottom line is ten minutes.

His eyes were raised, and he kept staring at the hanging clock on the top of him.

As soon as the time came, Song Duobao immediately turned on his mobile phone and dialed out.

And this time, Song Duobao's hand has not been put down.

It seemed that he had made a phone call, but his mouth did not move, and his face began to gradually become gloomy.

That says it all.

"Play with me?" Song Duobao popped out of the two words between his teeth, indicating the anger that he was burning in his heart at the moment!

The phone was slammed down by him, and he had an intimate contact with the desktop.

The screen is facing down, and the crisp sound can be clearly heard when you shoot it.

"Secretary Qian!" Song Duobao roared with a twitching face.

Aren't all big companies polite and polite?

In the past, Song Duobao asked his secretary to come in to talk about things, but he picked up the landline to summon him.

Now it's simple and rude.

With an angry roar, Secretary Qian, who was sitting on the desk outside, actually heard the supreme order coming from the office with excellent sound insulation and convenient work.

"Song Shao, I'm here!" Secretary Qian hurriedly got up and pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered, the first thing I saw was the face that was red with anger.

"Song Shao, are you ...... What do you command?" Secretary Qian grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Gather all the security guards immediately, tell them to bring their guys, and wait for me downstairs!" Song Duobao continued to release his anger towards the innocent room.

Secretary Qian dared to hesitate.

Although I thought in my heart who was annoying the young master and was going to suffer, this head was fast.

"Song Shao, is there anything else you want to order?" Secretary Qian's question for insurance instantly angered Song Duobao.

"Get out of here and do something!"

"Smack!" the poor broken phone was slapped again.

"Yes!" Secretary Qian hurriedly responded, turned around and ran out.

Song Duobao waited for the ups and downs in his chest to subside slightly, then took out another mobile phone from the drawer, picked a number and called out.

"Huang Shao, something happened......" The words did not contain half of the anger, some were just well-behaved.

"Which place?" Huang Shu's tone was a little unkind.

"The Mumbai of the Martial Arts Association, his mobile phone is turned off, I can't answer no matter how I call, I suspect him...... Escaped!" Song Duobao took a deep breath.

"Then don't you go and take a look!" Huang Shu didn't hold back, and shouted out directly.

There is a saying in Mumbai that is true.

In Yucheng, only the remnants of their gang of martial arts associations had the courage to play torpedoes like this and blow up Yuesheng.

How could Huang Shu not be in a hurry, if the Bombay gang escaped, how could they harass Yuesheng with even a little effect!

"I'll go now!" Song Duobao had just finished speaking, and Huang Shu hung up the phone.

Presumably, Huang Shu was already scolding angrily in his heart, Song Duobao didn't do important things first, and he still had the face to come and talk to Lao Tzu on the phone!

Song Duobao had a calm face, and after losing his mobile phone, he walked out of the office quickly.

......

Moonborn on the first floor.

The staff of the public relations department is centering on the counter at the front desk and arranging a simple press conference.

The four people at the front desk left temporarily, while Yue Qingya and Mo Yu had quietly walked down.

After a while, the press conference began under the watchful eyes of a bunch of media and the crowd of melon-eating people standing outside to watch the excitement.

Yue Qingya stood tall and stood in the center of the front desk.

His eyes were always cold and firm, not afraid of the sharp gaze.

The content of the press conference revolves around the Lion Rock explosion in the morning.

Yue Qingya's fluent response made many media reporters dumbfounded.

Some prostitutes with evil intentions also tried to make things difficult for Yue Qingya, so that her answers would be flawed, so that they could make a big fuss in the newspapers.

Although Yue Qingya has been answering various questions, every once in a while, she will emphasize a fact.

That is, the Lion Rock explosion was deliberately done by bad guys!

Yuesheng and Hu are also victims in the whole thing!

Just when the melon-eating masses outside saw Yue Qingya's tough attitude and felt that Yuesheng was going to do the poor role of the victim to the end.

Yue Qingya walked out of the front desk, stood for a while, and then bent her body slightly towards the front.

"Oh!"

After the surprise, the first floor of Yuesheng fell into a brief silence.

Yue Qingya straightened her waist and said in an unusually resolute tone: "Yuesheng has been operating in Yucheng for many years, and the reputation she has built up is by no means an inferior thin paper!"

"Someone wants to make Yuesheng die!"

As soon as these words came out, many reporters who recorded the content of their speeches shook their wrists and almost couldn't hold the pen in their hands.

Others hastily crossed out and blacked out the shorthand, even if it was just one or two words.

Yue Qingya paused, "I'm sorry, Lion Rock has frightened you. It's going to be open after it's overhauled, so it's up to you to play it or not. However, please believe that the moon is born ......"

After saying this, Yue Qingya turned around lightly and walked towards the elevator door with Mo Yu.

The people in the public relations department suddenly found that no matter how much they sent a press release, it was not as effective as their president's courageous stand up.

On the first floor, only the footsteps of the crowd dispersed.

And in the elevator that was rising, Mo Yu approached Yue Qingya and said softly: "President, actually, you don't have to be like that. ”

She was aggrieved for Yue Qingya.

"There are thousands of people in a month, and there are branches outside, which is more important than one person?" Yue Qingya turned her head.

Mo Yu had no way to answer this question.

"Mo Yu, the bad guys are making trouble, they are rushing to Yuesheng, not me Yueqingya. Yue Qingya's voice softened.

"Got it, President. Mo Yu nodded slightly.

......