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A woman was killed a few years ago?

Zhou Chen realized that this was probably an important clue he had been looking for, so he planned to continue listening, but the two guys inside didn't say anything after smoking, and each sat down in front of a computer and started playing games online, as if this was their office originally.

It can be seen that the original serious employees of Jinhe Trading are gone, and only their evil guys are left to occupy the magpie's nest and completely occupy the company.

It should be caused by some kind of economic dispute, and some things are difficult to explain clearly, and they cannot constitute a criminal case, and it is difficult for the police to intervene.

We didn't steal or rob, we just came to ask for debts, and it was natural to repay debts! What's wrong, isn't it?

Zhou Chen also saw that there were also two people sitting in the general manager's office, one of whom was a middle-aged man in his forties sitting at a desk, with a beer belly, a fatter figure, and a little bald, which was more in line with the appearance of the boss of Jinhe.

On the opposite sofa sat a young man with a gloomy face, although he was playing with his mobile phone, he would look up at Boss Jinhe from time to time, and the two were definitely not friends.

Based on all the circumstances, it is not difficult to guess that it must be that the boss of Jinhe must owe a lot of money to these people, and he can't afford to pay it back for a while, so he can only let them occupy his company and intercept every amount that can be recorded in the account.

Even in the advertising cooperation with our Light Blue Media, they forced the boss of Jinhe to overturn the contract and asked us for money with a dead face. If you don't give money, you will make a fuss.

Anyway, it's always here. When they have enough money, they will leave.

Ordinarily. This kind of thing has little to do with Light Blue Media, but as a customer of our media team, Zhou Chen can't ignore it, or the same sentence: It doesn't matter how much trouble you make between you, but you can't involve our Light Blue Media.

So, a few minutes later, Zhou Chen walked into the gate of Jinhe and looked at each other for a few seconds with the guy closest to the door.

"Who are you?"

This little brother is watching a small film on the computer. Seeing the passionate picture, a small tent has been set up in the crotch of his pants, of course, he will be quite impatient with an intruder like Zhou Chen, and asked in a very unfriendly tone: "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm from Light Blue Media, and I want to meet Mr. Wang."

Zhou Chen's attitude was peaceful, in fact, what he wanted to know more now was the situation of the 'suicide woman' he just heard, and who the 'ruthless him' that the two guys said just now.

"Light Blue Media?"

The little brother felt that this name was a little familiar, so he asked another buddy next to him, "Have you been here?" ”

"Hmm."

That dude doesn't even lift his head. But I remember very well: "Last Friday, a kid came, coerced one, and almost knelt down for us." ”

"Oh oh oh, I remember......"

The little brother at the door suddenly realized. Then he turned to Zhou Chen and smiled maliciously: "You still dare to send someone, what's the matter." Came with money this time? ”

Hades is hard to see, and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. Zhou Chen didn't bother to waste his words with him and bypassed this table. Go straight inside.

The 200-square-meter office area has almost 30 desks, and the aisle in the middle is quite spacious, but they got some chairs in the middle, and there is still a lot of garbage on the ground, which is already a bit chaotic.

"Hey, you fuck you!"

The little brother at the door was suddenly unhappy, where could he stand Zhou Chen's contempt for this kind of action, and immediately stood up and blocked the aisle, wanting to stop him.

Zhou Chen raised his hand and poked, he fell softly, lay on the ground, and then became conscious and screamed: "Ah! , ouch, ......"

He covered his stomach, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and he couldn't even tell what kind of pain was in his stomach, anyway, he was shouting at the top of his throat.

"What's wrong?"

The others all jumped up and hula, thinking that Zhou Chen had a knife in his hand and stabbed his brother.

But I saw that he was empty-handed, and there was nothing.

"Damn, you dare to do it, you don't want to ......"

There was a guy who rushed over with a shout in his mouth, and was slapped on the head by Zhou Chen, and fell down directly, although he didn't faint, his eyes were black, and he couldn't wake up for a while.

This is really daring!

The others realized that the situation was not right, and hurriedly copied the guys, they had already hidden sticks or steel pipes under their respective computer desks, but there were no controlled knives such as machetes and daggers, because from time to time there were police uncles who came to mediate, and if the police found a murder weapon, it would be difficult to get it.

Of course, in Zhou Chen's eyes, there is no difference between a stick or a knife, it is the same as nothing. Bang bang, one by one, one by one, there is no need to be polite to them.

You can reason with reasonable people, but with these unreasonable guys, you can only do it, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

In less than twenty seconds, they all lay down, no one was hurt, but they lost the ability to stand up for a while, and could only fall to the ground and shout.

At the innermost, the door of the general manager's office opened, and their leader, the gloomy-looking young man, came out, and the boss of Jinhe followed.

What's going on?

The young man didn't ask anything, just looked at Zhou Chen with a cold look, and was not touched by the chaotic scene in front of him.

That's him!

Zhou Chen has an extremely clear intuition, the person he is looking for is him, because his eyes tell him that he has not only killed people, but his psychological state is also extremely perverted and distorted.

Chopping people into dozens of pieces and putting them in the freezer is really in line with this kind of look.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Boss Jinhe spoke first, he was still a little bold, but he couldn't guess whether Zhou Chen, who suddenly came to kill him, was it to help him save himself, or for some other reason.

In the past few days, he has also called some friends, struggling to find a way to resolve this catastrophe, isn't it, the god of war brother in front of him was sent by a friend?

It's not going to be good these days, but he did beg in his heart for a miracle.

"Mr. Wang, hello."

Zhou Chen stood in the middle of the chaotic 'battlefield' like no one, just a buddy wanted to get up, but he casually picked up a wooden box on the table and smashed it back, and said in a gentle tone: "I am a salesman of Light Blue Media, I want to find out from you, is there any difficulty in Jinhe Commerce and Trade at present, do you need our help from Light Blue?" ”

Yes? Difficulty?

Boss Jinhe was stunned, and said in his heart, isn't the difficulty clearly here, and you have already put down most of it...... However, are you just a salesman of Light Blue Media? It's not a joke, is it?

Isn't Light Blue Media advertising, any salesman is so awesome?

Zhou Chen nodded at him, then turned his eyes, looked at the gloomy young man next to him, and asked him: "Is it you, forcing Mr. Wang to ask us for money from Qianlan, and saying that if you don't give money, you will sue?" ”

"So what?"

His tone and expression were as gloomy and cold, as if he didn't care how powerful Zhou Chen was, nor was he worried about how bad his situation was.

That's right, he is this kind of person, and his psychological state has been distorted to the extent that he can even treat his personal safety indifferently. If someone breaks a bone, you can not change your face.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )