The next day, Xiao Qiong pretended to carry a briefcase, walked into the president's office, and saw that the mess left last night had been cleaned up by the cleaning staff. There is also a pot of green narcissus on the desk.

It's been a long time since I've worked like this, and even the employees of this building feel that Xiao Qiong is unfamiliar, not to mention the entire group. However, the master will always be the master. It can't be fake, it can't be fake. Soon, a waiter came in to pour tea and water for Xiao Qiong, and respectfully called him "Xiao Dong".

The fight that occurred at midnight has become more and more magical in the mouths of the employees, "Xiao Dong" personally shot and injured the gangster, but the gangster is also very powerful, he can fly the eaves and walk the wall, and the martial arts are even better, one against two, and he actually let him escape smoothly.

"Wow, Xiao Dong is miserable now, and he has met a powerful character."

"What if this gangster comes back next time?"

"Don't chew your tongue and do your own thing."

Xiao Qiong couldn't help but laugh secretly when she heard Shangguan Yun's voice scolding employees outside. Shangguan Fat Man is really a bit presentable. However, it saves me a lot of thought!

After a while, Shangguan Yun pushed the door and entered, and asked respectfully, "Did you really come to the thief last night?" ”

Xiao Qiong ignored this somewhat mentally retarded question, the whole building knew that he, the boss, was incompetent in the dark, so he asked lazily: "Is Long Chen here?" ”

"Yes."

"You help me get him over."

"Okay."

In fact, Xiao Qiong could be called by herself, and deliberately instructed Shangguan Yun just to let him know. Who is the real owner of this building! I left the table early last night, I didn't punish him, and I dared to deliberately keep it in the dark today. Not even a word of concern?

A few minutes later, Long Chen came in. I didn't see Shangguan Yun. Xiao Qiong's heart smiled coldly again, this dead fat man was probably afraid of being scolded, so he learned to hide. Fortunately, his loyalty is still good, otherwise, he would have eaten inside and out. Hollowing out the Dai Group, Xiao Qiong may not know. And he himself will not be unable to afford to buy a house, and he can buy several villas.

Xiao Qiong said: "Let's go." Let's take a look at Tianyuan Group. ”

Chen Long asked suspiciously, "Go again?" ”

Seeing Xiao Qiong's black and calm face. Chen Long didn't dare to ask any more. took the initiative to pick up the briefcase and car keys and followed Xiao Qiong. In fact, he is the real driver and bodyguard. If you want to say that you want to invite Yang Yunhe, it is all for the sake of temptation. Let's see how many roundworms this guy has in his stomach.

Li Guangliang didn't expect Xiao Qiong to come again, and he didn't say hello. But. He saw the Great Benefactor. I was still quite happy in my heart, and complained in my mouth: "Brother Xiao wants to come over, and he won't say hello?" Let me send someone to pick you up." ”

Xiao Qiong asked Chen Long to wait outside the door. Li Guangliang's face was stunned: "Brother Xiao, what happened?" ”

"Where's Yang Yunhe?"

"He sent me a message this morning, saying that he had a bad cold and was going back to his hometown to rest for a few days. What's wrong! ”

"Dude, I'll tell you the truth. He broke into the headquarters building of our Dai Group at midnight yesterday and wanted to find the Kowloon Golden Bottle. As a result, I was injured by Chen Long and me. If I'm not mistaken, he should have injured the instep of his right foot. Wounded by a dagger. ”

Li Guangliang almost dropped his jaw in shock, and couldn't help but suddenly realize: "No wonder he said he was sick!" ”

Xiao Qiong originally wanted to tell Li Guangliang that he had asked Ling Xiaoyun's person to take a blood sample, whether it was Yang Yunhe, Ling Xiaoyun would have a way. The words came to his lips and he swallowed them back. Li Guangliang understood that the purpose of Xiao Qiong's trip was nothing more than to verify the authenticity and see if it was Yang Yunhe's doing. Now, he got the answer he wanted.

Li Guangliang asked, "Brother Xiao, what should I do next?" ”

When it came to this question, Xiao Qiong's face was also full of solemnity: "I estimate that he will disappear from your sight from now on." It will also disappear in the realm of Suicheng. Become a dangerous enemy hiding in the shadows. He must avenge this sword revenge. ”

"So terrible? So what to do? ”

Li Guangliang was a little frightened when he heard this. Yang Yunhe's strength is not ordinary. If you fight back, there will be very few people who can withstand it. A master like Xiao Qiong and Chen Long, the two of them together are only a draw, and others can't speak with their strength.

Xiao Qiong came to Tianyuan Group specifically to explore the reality and reality. Seeing that Yang Yunhe had fled, he got up and said goodbye and took Chen Long to Ling Xiaoyun's office together. Ling Xiaoyun listened to Xiao Qiong's report and finally came to her senses. It turned out that Xiao Qiong had already finished halfway through her words when she was drinking, and guessed that the real enemy was hiding in the shadows.

Ling Xiaoyun asked, "So, you already knew that Yang Yunhe would be interested in the Kowloon Golden Bottle?" ”

"It's inevitable. He is now a loyal disciple of the Tibetan sect and a cousin of Wang Tianxing. What is even more terrifying is his martial arts practice and marching experience. This is a devil who has seen blood and killed people. I think he came for the Kowloon Golden Bottle at the beginning, and then he didn't, he wanted the whole Tianyuan Group, and our movie star Miss Li. ”

Hearing Xiao Qiong say this, Ling Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel terrified. What kind of stuff are they? The remnants of the Tibetan sect have not been purged? This cancer has a super ability to replicate, and if it is not completely removed in time, the harm to society is too great.

Xiao Qiong seemed to see Ling Xiaoyun's thoughts, and simply made things clearer: "Sister Xiaoyun, according to my prediction, Wang Tianxing is dead. We don't know how he died, or who took his place. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. If the person who succeeds him is more cunning, more insidious and vicious. Then the pressure on us is even greater. Therefore, I would like to report this matter to Minister Hong to arouse his attention and strengthen our strength. Strive to wipe out the Tibetan sect in Suicheng or Shencheng. ”

Ling Xiaoyun was annoyed when she heard this: "Who do you think you are?" Minister Hong is what you want to see? I don't want to talk about you, even Zhang Xuening may not be able to send the news directly to his desk. ”

Hehe, Xiao Qiong can only "hehe". This Ling Xiaoyun, I really don't know where Xiao Qiong and Minister Hong's personal relationship has become? At that time, when he went to Shencheng to reconnoiter Ma Yiyuan, Ling Xiaoyun was still in the dark, if it weren't for Minister Hong's instructions to "put a long line and catch big fish", how could Ma Yiyuan leave the country so easily?

Ma Yiyuan has a connection with the Tibetan sect, this is certain. But what kind of relationship is between each other, Xiao Qiong doesn't know. "The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings". A powerful sense of oppression came to Xiao Qiong.

Leaving Ling Xiaoyun's office, Xiao Qiong could no longer control the impulse in her heart, and directly dialed Minister Hong's phone. It so happened that Minister Hong did not have a meeting, perhaps in his office at this time.

Minister Hong received the call and asked directly, "Xiao Xiao, is there something wrong?" (To be continued.) )

PS: Dear book friends, the manuscript I wrote in the office during the day today was inexplicably poisoned and could not be opened. I invited several computer masters, but I couldn't open it. So, I can only go home at night and rewrite it. Now it's served, it's a little late. I'm sorry. Mr. Qinghe is the year of his birth, so his luck is not very good. How forgive me!