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On the white Maybach parked across the road, the rear window was halfway down, and a faint cloud of smoke rose from there, and the slender fingers holding the smoke flashed in front of the window.

In the back seat of the car, He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, and Erya leaned on the seat, bringing the scene into his eyes.

The woman hid the pain in a deep position, so that no one could see the slightest, but her face was covered by black sunglasses, and the rest of her skin was monotonous and pale in color, still inadvertently revealing a little weakness.

When she bowed her head, the man next to her would reveal a vague distress and ...... Love.

The movement of draping her coat is particularly gentle and careful.

Such a smart little brain, I didn't expect to refuse, and I accepted it naturally.

He Zhengxiao put the cigarette between his lips and took a slow puff.

"Drive."

Uncle Zhong in front didn't dare to speak, and quietly started the car.

After a long time, I heard the young master behind him say in a low voice: "When old Demville was alive, the only time he talked to me and praised me as his most proud son. ”

Uncle Zhong glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the man in the back seat of the car, covered by the unclear light from the black window, and he could barely see the outline, "The young master is indeed the best person in the Demville family. ”

"He's proud, not my excellence."

He Zhengxiao chuckled softly.

"It's me who resembles him the most."

Uncle Zhong was silent.

The old gentleman was one of the greatest people he had ever met, without one. He could not imagine that someone could combine words such as graceful, tenacious, wise, bold, ruthless, etc., without any shortcomings at all.

Probably this is the reason why the old gentleman was able to develop the Demville family into the current strength.

The man marvels at the old gentleman's talents, and the woman will succumb to his erudition and charisma, and will give him the warmest affection. Just like the four wives that the old gentleman married one after another, they all loved him unrepentantly until he died—even if the old gentleman never loved them.

"Young Master." Uncle Zhong understood his hidden words, "You don't look like an old gentleman. ”

"Of course I don't feel like it, he doesn't have faith, but I do."

He Zhengxiao slowly raised the window of the car, completely blocking the scene outside.

"So he is a crippled man, and I am whole."

Uncle Zhong: "......"

He savored his young master's words, and he didn't know why, but he felt that the young master was saying, unlike the old gentleman's point, the young master has seven emotions and six desires?

Uncle Zhong wanted to laugh a little, but the peripheral nerves were broken, and they reflected on his face, but his cheeks twitched......

A week later, Qiao Weihuan felt that she could almost go out, so she appeared in the company.

The core of the company is not the showbiz, but Qiao Weihuan is the leader of a film investment, and there are still a lot of things. She worked from morning to night, until after nine o'clock in the evening, when she was hungry and had low blood sugar, she found that the company had been empty, and Fang Shuyu, who was squeezed, was also yawning.

Qiao Weihuan waved his hand and asked Fang Shuyu to get off work, and he sat in the silent office for a long time before going back, but the next day he continued to get up earlier than the chicken and did more than the donkey.

For five days in a row, the whole humanoid shape stood upright, and it would be blown away if the wind was stronger.

Team Liang personally came to the company to find Qiao Weihuan, and when she saw her like this, she was almost embarrassed to speak, and sat in the office with her legs crossed for half an hour, drinking five cups of iced coffee.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She raised her hand and tapped on the table, "Captain Liang." ”

Team Liang subconsciously looked at the door of the office, and reacted in hindsight, this sentence was shouted by Qiao Weihuan, and coughed lightly, "Xie San has been arrested." ”

Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows were visibly cold, and he bent his eyes and clapped his hands, "Good thing." ”

"It's a good thing, but we have to make the case and the outcome of the trial public."

Team Liang put down the paper cup, did not see Qiao Weihuan, and said clearly and clearly: "The case is not complicated, what is complicated is the relationship behind it." I can't say the specifics, but in short, the director means that I want to talk to you to see if I can testify in court and then be interviewed by reporters. ”

After a pause, he added, "As a victim." ”

If the case is made public, the fact that Qiao Weihuan was tied up abroad will be announced to the world.

A woman was tied up and said that nothing had happened, and the ghost did not believe it. Qiao Weihuan is also a public figure, and what kind of remarks and influences will be produced at that time, you can think of it with your toes. So Team Liang finished speaking quickly, firstly, he felt that Qiao Weihuan might not agree to this, and secondly, he was afraid that he would drag it around, and he would not be able to open his mouth.

Qiao Weihuan closed the file lightly, as if she didn't think much about it, and asked calmly: "Team Liang, you are open, and I won't talk to you in secret." I'm an actor and have a public base, are you trying to use my identity to create public opinion? ”

Team Liang pondered for a moment and nodded.

When Qiao Weihuan was kidnapped, the provincial department almost poured out, and the huge round-up occupied a lot of space in the major online media, newspapers and magazines, but who was specifically arrested and who was saved, and there was no leakage, in order to make this matter public when Xie San was interrogated, so that all the accumulated strength would erupt.

Provincial Agency, Actor, Transnational Criminal/Criminal Gang...... There is not a single such big case in a few years, and once it breaks out, it will inevitably start a prairie fire. This fire will make the figure behind Xie San have no way out, let the top people make a decision, and send that character to the guillotine to calm the undercurrent in the political/circle.

But this kind of earth-shattering words, Team Liang can't say. It is not easy for Qiao Weihuan to guess this.

It's just that Team Liang didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would quickly and decisively agree after he nodded.

Seeing off Team Liang, Fang Shuyu, who had just finished his work, knocked on the door and came in and sent a bunch of documents.

Qiao Weihuan tirelessly opened it, was busy for a while, and then looked up, Fang Shuyu looked at her fixedly.

“……？”

Fang Shuyu scratched her face, "Mr. He hasn't come to the company recently, and many people are guessing what's wrong." ”

…… What else could it be, it was shot through.

Qiao Weihuan deliberately didn't think about He Zhengxiao these days, but now when he heard someone mention it, he could barely restrain his expression, so he could only bow his head and continue to look at the documents.

Who knew that Fang Shuyu had no eyesight today, so she leaned over and asked her, "Insiders give me some news, I'm so good?" ”

Qiao Weihuan picked up a document and looked at it carefully, "I'll go on a business trip tomorrow." ”

"Okay, where are you going?"

"Sahara."

"......" communiqué personal vendetta!

Flipping through it, Qiao Weihuan saw a document that was not in her hands, picked it up, and asked Fang Shuyu: "Did you send it to the wrong place?" ”

"It's not." Fang Shuyu didn't mess with her, and her face was serious, "What General Secretary He gave me just now, let me hand it over to you, saying that it was President He's meaning." ”

Qiao Weihuan's fingers exerted some strength, and the rounded nails left shallow marks on the page.

After taking a closer look at the documents, his brows furrowed.

She can't handle this thing. It's not that it's hard to understand, but the content is too huge, and it affects the whole body, and she can't make decisions on behalf of the company.

drove away Fang Shuyu, who still had to inquire about gossip, thought for a long time, and used the landline to call the landline of He Zhengxiao's house, but no one answered.

I hung up the phone, and I was actually a little relieved.

After a few days of calm, Qiao Weihuan appeared in court as a victim.

The trial of this case will not be public, but there are many people present, and it is actually full.

Goodbye Xie San, the momentum on his body has not worn out for half a minute, and he is still the same as he saw in the box at the beginning, with a sinister and terrifying long scar, a straight and cold and hard standing posture, sharp like a cold weapon that blows off his hair, and is not at all like a prisoner who is about to be judged.

When he entered the court, he saw the smiling Meng Yuande sitting in the front row, Xie San pulled the corners of his mouth without a smile, and then, Sen Leng's gaze fell on the man next to Meng Yuande.

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, bowed his head slightly gracefully, and his gaze stayed on Xie San for a short time, and then slid to the woman.

Feeling that profound gaze, Qiao Weihuan clenched her fingers under great pressure and stared at the judge without blinking.

"The court is now ......"

The process of the trial was very smooth, basically there was no need for Qiao Weihuan to say anything, the evidence of Xie San's crime was conclusive, and each single item was enough for him to drink two pots, and when they were put together, the result could be imagined.

Until the word "death penalty" resounded in the courtroom, Xie San's figure remained unmoved.

At this point, the transnational case has come to an end, and another turmoil at the upcoming conference is none of Qiao Weihuan's business.

Qiao Weihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a sense of relief that the dust had settled.

When Xie San was about to be taken out, Qiao Weihuan got up and made an inopportune request, "Can I say a word to him?" ”

The judge glanced at the front row with a slight inquiry, and then nodded.

Qiao Weihuan straightened out the folds on her skirt, passed over unhurriedly, and asked politely: "Third Master Xie, can you tell me, what happened to the group of people who tied me?" ”

Xie San didn't expect that to this day, someone would call him "Xie Sanye".

He raised his eyes expressionlessly, "Dead." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled, "Thank you." ”

Out of the courthouse, trouble came.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to run into He Zhengxiao, so he left first. A large wave of reporters waiting outside picked up their long/short/cannons and came straight towards her, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

"Miss Qiao, what is the result of this court session? Is it the death penalty as speculated? ”

"Miss Qiao, I heard that you are attending as a victim this time, so is it a fact that you were kidnapped/framed?"

"On the 3rd of this month, there was a large-scale manhunt in our city, does that operation have anything to do with you?"

"Miss Joe......"

In the midst of all the chatter, a certain sentence clearly pierced her ears.

"Miss Qiao, it is said that there are several political/political figures involved behind this incident, can you reveal who it is?"

After asking this sentence, the group of reporters was eerily silent for a moment.

…… Such a sensitive/sensitive question, they also want to ask, but they don't dare!

Thank you so much for this journalist who is not afraid of death!

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyebrows, with a generous smile on her face, skillfully playing sloppy with this person, "Regarding the news of the case, my brokerage company will issue a statement to the outside world to answer your doubts at one time, and I believe that everyone's questions will be solved when they see the statement." ”

She had long expected these troubles, and she didn't think to avoid them, and after a few perfunctory words, Fu Minglang and Fang Shuyu who came with her took her to break through with great eyes.

But there were too many people around, and the reporters didn't get the news they wanted, and they refused to disperse very conscientiously. On both sides, one around the other, it is inevitable that there will be physical contact, and after a few rounds, the range of action has increased, and it has become a push, push and push.

Unexpectedly, a reporter's arm was knocked off, and the microphone in her hand went straight at Qiao Weihuan's face, she hid back, and she didn't know who her back hit, so she didn't dodge.

Qiao Weihuan saw that the microphone was about to hit her, and she was ready to have a painful face, but she saw that the microphone was strangely and straight back.

"Oops!"

The reporter was dragged out of the crowd by the back collar and thrown to the ground, and the microphone in his hand "clanged" to the ground.

He picked up the baby microphone in horror, looked up angrily, and the tall man in the suit opposite him was cold, and the fierce facial lines exposed under the sunglasses frightened him into silence.

Take a closer look, there is actually a row of men in suits, standing neatly like javelins, and the momentum of slaughter suddenly makes the hustle and bustle sink down!

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

……

On the white Maybach parked across the road, the rear window was halfway down, and a faint cloud of smoke rose from there, and the slender fingers holding the smoke flashed in front of the window.

In the back seat of the car, He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, and Erya leaned on the seat, bringing the scene into his eyes.

The woman hid the pain in a deep position, so that no one could see the slightest, but her face was covered by black sunglasses, and the rest of her skin was monotonous and pale in color, still inadvertently revealing a little weakness.

When she bowed her head, the man next to her would reveal a vague distress and ...... Love.

The movement of draping her coat is particularly gentle and careful.

Such a smart little brain, I didn't expect to refuse, and I accepted it naturally.

He Zhengxiao put the cigarette between his lips and took a slow puff.

"Drive."

Uncle Zhong in front didn't dare to speak, and quietly started the car.

After a long time, I heard the young master behind him say in a low voice: "When old Demville was alive, the only time he talked to me and praised me as his most proud son. ”

Uncle Zhong glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the man in the back seat of the car, covered by the unclear light from the black window, and he could barely see the outline, "The young master is indeed the best person in the Demville family. ”

"He's proud, not my excellence."

He Zhengxiao chuckled softly.

"It's me who resembles him the most."

Uncle Zhong was silent.

The old gentleman was one of the greatest people he had ever met, without one. He could not imagine that someone could combine words such as graceful, tenacious, wise, bold, ruthless, etc., without any shortcomings at all.

Probably this is the reason why the old gentleman was able to develop the Demville family into the current strength.

The man marvels at the old gentleman's talents, and the woman will succumb to his erudition and charisma, and will give him the warmest affection. Just like the four wives that the old gentleman married one after another, they all loved him unrepentantly until he died—even if the old gentleman never loved them.

"Young Master." Uncle Zhong understood his hidden words, "You don't look like an old gentleman. ”

"Of course I don't feel like it, he doesn't have faith, but I do."

He Zhengxiao slowly raised the window of the car, completely blocking the scene outside.

"So he is a crippled man, and I am whole."

Uncle Zhong: "......"

He savored his young master's words, and he didn't know why, but he felt that the young master was saying, unlike the old gentleman's point, the young master has seven emotions and six desires?

Uncle Zhong wanted to laugh a little, but the peripheral nerves were broken, and they reflected on his face, but his cheeks twitched......

A week later, Qiao Weihuan felt that she could almost go out, so she appeared in the company.

The core of the company is not the showbiz, but Qiao Weihuan is the leader of a film investment, and there are still a lot of things. She worked from morning to night, until after nine o'clock in the evening, when she was hungry and had low blood sugar, she found that the company had been empty, and Fang Shuyu, who was squeezed, was also yawning.

Qiao Weihuan waved his hand and asked Fang Shuyu to get off work, and he sat in the silent office for a long time before going back, but the next day he continued to get up earlier than the chicken and did more than the donkey.

For five days in a row, the whole humanoid shape stood upright, and it would be blown away if the wind was stronger.

Team Liang personally came to the company to find Qiao Weihuan, and when she saw her like this, she was almost embarrassed to speak, and sat in the office with her legs crossed for half an hour, drinking five cups of iced coffee.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She raised her hand and tapped on the table, "Captain Liang." ”

Team Liang subconsciously looked at the door of the office, and reacted in hindsight, this sentence was shouted by Qiao Weihuan, and coughed lightly, "Xie San has been arrested." ”

Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows were visibly cold, and he bent his eyes and clapped his hands, "Good thing." ”

"It's a good thing, but we have to make the case and the outcome of the trial public."

Team Liang put down the paper cup, did not see Qiao Weihuan, and said clearly and clearly: "The case is not complicated, what is complicated is the relationship behind it." I can't say the specifics, but in short, the director means that I want to talk to you to see if I can testify in court and then be interviewed by reporters. ”

After a pause, he added, "As a victim." ”

If the case is made public, the fact that Qiao Weihuan was tied up abroad will be announced to the world.

A woman was tied up and said that nothing had happened, and the ghost did not believe it. Qiao Weihuan is also a public figure, and what kind of remarks and influences will be produced at that time, you can think of it with your toes. So Team Liang finished speaking quickly, firstly, he felt that Qiao Weihuan might not agree to this, and secondly, he was afraid that he would drag it around, and he would not be able to open his mouth.

Qiao Weihuan closed the file lightly, as if she didn't think much about it, and asked calmly: "Team Liang, you are open, and I won't talk to you in secret." I'm an actor and have a public base, are you trying to use my identity to create public opinion? ”

Team Liang pondered for a moment and nodded.

When Qiao Weihuan was kidnapped, the provincial department almost poured out, and the huge round-up occupied a lot of space in the major online media, newspapers and magazines, but who was specifically arrested and who was saved, and there was no leakage, in order to make this matter public when Xie San was interrogated, so that all the accumulated strength would erupt.

Provincial Agency, Actor, Transnational Criminal/Criminal Gang...... There is not a single such big case in a few years, and once it breaks out, it will inevitably start a prairie fire. This fire will make the figure behind Xie San have no way out, let the top people make a decision, and send that character to the guillotine to calm the undercurrent in the political/circle.

But this kind of earth-shattering words, Team Liang can't say. It is not easy for Qiao Weihuan to guess this.

It's just that Team Liang didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would quickly and decisively agree after he nodded.

Seeing off Team Liang, Fang Shuyu, who had just finished his work, knocked on the door and came in and sent a bunch of documents.

Qiao Weihuan tirelessly opened it, was busy for a while, and then looked up, Fang Shuyu looked at her fixedly.

“……？”

Fang Shuyu scratched her face, "Mr. He hasn't come to the company recently, and many people are guessing what's wrong." ”

…… What else could it be, it was shot through.

Qiao Weihuan deliberately didn't think about He Zhengxiao these days, but now when he heard someone mention it, he could barely restrain his expression, so he could only bow his head and continue to look at the documents.

Who knew that Fang Shuyu had no eyesight today, so she leaned over and asked her, "Insiders give me some news, I'm so good?" ”

Qiao Weihuan picked up a document and looked at it carefully, "I'll go on a business trip tomorrow." ”

"Okay, where are you going?"

"Sahara."

"......" communiqué personal vendetta!

Flipping through it, Qiao Weihuan saw a document that was not in her hands, picked it up, and asked Fang Shuyu: "Did you send it to the wrong place?" ”

"It's not." Fang Shuyu didn't mess with her, and her face was serious, "What General Secretary He gave me just now, let me hand it over to you, saying that it was President He's meaning." ”

Qiao Weihuan's fingers exerted some strength, and the rounded nails left shallow marks on the page.

After taking a closer look at the documents, his brows furrowed.

She can't handle this thing. It's not that it's hard to understand, but the content is too huge, and it affects the whole body, and she can't make decisions on behalf of the company.

drove away Fang Shuyu, who still had to inquire about gossip, thought for a long time, and used the landline to call the landline of He Zhengxiao's house, but no one answered.

I hung up the phone, and I was actually a little relieved.

After a few days of calm, Qiao Weihuan appeared in court as a victim.

The trial of this case will not be public, but there are many people present, and it is actually full.

Goodbye Xie San, the momentum on his body has not worn out for half a minute, and he is still the same as he saw in the box at the beginning, with a sinister and terrifying long scar, a straight and cold and hard standing posture, sharp like a cold weapon that blows off his hair, and is not at all like a prisoner who is about to be judged.

When he entered the court, he saw the smiling Meng Yuande sitting in the front row, Xie San pulled the corners of his mouth without a smile, and then, Sen Leng's gaze fell on the man next to Meng Yuande.

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, bowed his head slightly gracefully, and his gaze stayed on Xie San for a short time, and then slid to the woman.

Feeling that profound gaze, Qiao Weihuan clenched her fingers under great pressure and stared at the judge without blinking.

"The court is now ......"

The process of the trial was very smooth, basically there was no need for Qiao Weihuan to say anything, the evidence of Xie San's crime was conclusive, and each single item was enough for him to drink two pots, and when they were put together, the result could be imagined.

Until the word "death penalty" resounded in the courtroom, Xie San's figure remained unmoved.

At this point, the transnational case has come to an end, and another turmoil at the upcoming conference is none of Qiao Weihuan's business.

Qiao Weihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a sense of relief that the dust had settled.

When Xie San was about to be taken out, Qiao Weihuan got up and made an inopportune request, "Can I say a word to him?" ”

The judge glanced at the front row with a slight inquiry, and then nodded.

Qiao Weihuan straightened out the folds on her skirt, passed over unhurriedly, and asked politely: "Third Master Xie, can you tell me, what happened to the group of people who tied me?" ”

Xie San didn't expect that to this day, someone would call him "Xie Sanye".

He raised his eyes expressionlessly, "Dead." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled, "Thank you." ”

Out of the courthouse, trouble came.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to run into He Zhengxiao, so he left first. A large wave of reporters waiting outside picked up their long/short/cannons and came straight towards her, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

"Miss Qiao, what is the result of this court session? Is it the death penalty as speculated? ”

"Miss Qiao, I heard that you are attending as a victim this time, so is it a fact that you were kidnapped/framed?"

"On the 3rd of this month, there was a large-scale manhunt in our city, does that operation have anything to do with you?"

"Miss Joe......"

In the midst of all the chatter, a certain sentence clearly pierced her ears.

"Miss Qiao, it is said that there are several political/political figures involved behind this incident, can you reveal who it is?"

After asking this sentence, the group of reporters was eerily silent for a moment.

…… Such a sensitive/sensitive question, they also want to ask, but they don't dare!

Thank you so much for this journalist who is not afraid of death!

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyebrows, with a generous smile on her face, skillfully playing sloppy with this person, "Regarding the news of the case, my brokerage company will issue a statement to the outside world to answer your doubts at one time, and I believe that everyone's questions will be solved when they see the statement." ”

She had long expected these troubles, and she didn't think to avoid them, and after a few perfunctory words, Fu Minglang and Fang Shuyu who came with her took her to break through with great eyes.

But there were too many people around, and the reporters didn't get the news they wanted, and they refused to disperse very conscientiously. On both sides, one around the other, it is inevitable that there will be physical contact, and after a few rounds, the range of action has increased, and it has become a push, push and push.

Unexpectedly, a reporter's arm was knocked off, and the microphone in her hand went straight at Qiao Weihuan's face, she hid back, and she didn't know who her back hit, so she didn't dodge.

Qiao Weihuan saw that the microphone was about to hit her, and she was ready to have a painful face, but she saw that the microphone was strangely and straight back.

"Oops!"

The reporter was dragged out of the crowd by the back collar and thrown to the ground, and the microphone in his hand "clanged" to the ground.

He picked up the baby microphone in horror, looked up angrily, and the tall man in the suit opposite him was cold, and the fierce facial lines exposed under the sunglasses frightened him into silence.

Take a closer look, there is actually a row of men in suits, standing neatly like javelins, and the momentum of slaughter suddenly makes the hustle and bustle sink down!

For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.