"Say, what's your name?" Mach pointed a gun at a man's head, which should have a different approach for some people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The man looked at Ling Muyue like a king with fear, and the woman sitting next to him was just as cold and terrifying.

Seeing that the man did not speak, Mach buckled the safety lock with his thumb and the bullet was bored.

"Don't don't, my name is Ah Biao, spare the boss's life! I also collect money to do things, and I don't know who the other party is. Ah Biao's eyes did not dodge, it was obvious that it was not lying.

"Have you ever met?"

"No, no, the other party directly sent money to my card and sent me instructions by text message." Ah Biao and the two "idiots" who kidnapped Song Wenqi before don't know each other, but the caliber is the same.

"Text message." Ling Muyue felt that this person probably really didn't know the inside story, so there was no need to waste saliva, just check it directly.

"Huh? What SMS? Ah Biao looked confused, and he didn't understand Ling Muyue's tepid words for a while.

"Send text messages and text messages from people you contact." Gu Zhuyin was a little disgusted with this person's brain.

It seems that the employer is also a bad brain, and his vision for people is very problematic.

Ah Biao was a little hesitant, he still had some little secrets in his phone.

Seeing that Ah Biao didn't move, Ma He directly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Ling Muyue: "Boss, give it." ”

Ling Muyue didn't pick up the phone, he was dirty, so Song Wenqi tacitly took the phone: "Password." ”

Ah Biao knew that the few people in front of him were definitely the masters who killed people without seeing blood, and in order to survive, he wittily chose to obey orders honestly.

After losing his password, the first thing he saw was countless pictures of women selling coquettishness, and several ambiguous text messages, these are Ah Biao's little secrets, because of the overindulgence, he must watch these contents in order to have a good time.

Song Wenqi's face was as disgusting as eating poop, he couldn't afford such a heavy picture.

Finally saw those two text messages in the trash bin of text messages.

Song Wenqi called the remittance bank and asked if there was a head of household named "Qi Guohua" who had two remittances of 500,000 yuan today, and after getting the bank's confirmed answer, Song Wenqi received two transfer record maps from the person in charge of the bank, which clearly wrote the amount, time and name of the remitter.

"Young Master is going to do this next? Looking for Qi Guohua? Song Wenqi couldn't wait to expose Qi Guohua's ugly face.

He not only has to deal with a lot of official affairs in the Ling family every day, but also has to face Qi Guohua's cynicism, relying on the old and selling the old.

Ling Muyue knew that Song Wenqi had suffered a lot of anger from Qi Guohua: "Wenqi, the board of directors will be held tomorrow morning, and everyone who understands affairs must be present." In addition, it is time to clean up the portal with a few equity transfer documents. ”

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are serious, but Gu Zhuyin prefers his man's strategizing and somewhat black-bellied demeanor.

"Ling Shao, then I'll ......" Ah Biao was most concerned about whether he could leave these people alive.

"You call the person you contacted now and tell him that you failed the mission, what are you going to say for yourself." Ling Muyue thought that if it was just evidence from the bank, Qi Guohua might not admit it.