"Hold on, I'll call the fire department to come and cut the door open!" Mo Rufeng said loudly, ready to quit and make a call.

Xu Wanming suddenly exerted all his strength, raised his right hand, which was still able to move, and grabbed Mo Rufeng.

"No... Used! He struggled to spit out three words.

Mo Rufeng glanced at his crushed waist and sighed.

I did not kill Beren, but Beren was killed because of me.

Xu Wanming motioned for Mo Rufeng to approach.

"They forced me... Transferring shares, they... Dry... Doing business has nothing to do with business... Things! Blood poured out of his mouth, and his words were not clear, but he could hear them as clearly as the wind, "Yes... Japanese... Participate in its... Middle! ”

The last sentence sounded like a giant thunder in Mo Rufeng's ears.

Mo Rufeng finally understood what Xu Wanming meant by saying veterans, integrity, and the like on the phone.

"Yes... Sorry! In the end, Xu Wanming said, and then silently, his eyes slowly diverged.

Mo Rufeng reached out to probe Xu Wanming's snort and found that he was no longer breathing.

Mo Rufeng pulled his hand out of the cab.

At this time, the driver of the cement mixer truck was running over in a panic. He shuddered and pulled out his phone to call the police.

"The police... Bureau? Go out... It's a car accident, right! Sunbird here! The man stammered.

Mo Rufeng glanced at the mixer truck and slowly turned to leave.

"There's... Japanese... Participate in its... Middle! Xu Wanming's intermittent words still sounded in Mo Rufeng's ears.

It seems that things are far more complicated than he thought.

Chapter 13 Flying Disaster

Time flies, and it's July in the blink of an eye.

After Xu Wanming's death, his shares were acquired by Zhu Kaixiong, the former general manager, and Zhu Kaixiong became the company's largest shareholder and served as the chairman of the board of directors.

At the same time, Zhu Kaixiong appointed Zhuang Xiaoyue as the general manager to oversee the daily affairs of the company. Zhuang Xiaoyue proposed Mo Huaiwen to be the head of the training department, which was approved.

In order to prevent the fluctuation of high-level people's hearts, Zhu Kaixiong asked the company to buy a batch of commercial houses as a group and distribute them to the company's executives as benefits, and Zhuang Xiaoyue, as the general manager, also got a set.

Zhuang Xiaoyue was very happy and drove Mo Rufeng to see the house.

Located less than two stops away from "Jun'an", this batch of houses is a long-completed property that is now being renovated.

It is said that Zhu Kaixiong instructed that the materials used in the decoration should all be expensive and environmentally friendly materials, and the decoration can be moved in as soon as it is completed.

Zhuang Xiaoyue's set is on the seventeenth floor, it is a three-bedroom apartment, about 160 square meters, a large living room, a spacious bedroom, a delicately designed kitchen, and a bright balcony, all of which reflect Zhu Kaixiong's atmosphere.

"My efforts over the years are nothing more than the hope of having a warm home. Home is like a peaceful harbor, in this harbor, we grow old slowly..."Zhuang Xiaoyue said emotionally.

Outside the window, the sunset is falling little by little, and the sunset paints the city a layer of red. The evening breeze is light, and the curtains dance lightly in the wind.

It was a heartwarming evening.

But is a house equal to a home?

Mo Rufeng felt that there was a mountain between him and Zhuang Xiaoyue, even if he wanted to go back to the past, he couldn't go back.

He thought of that summer day when they met, and he saw the bright face behind the rain curtain through the rain curtain.

It was like a distant dream......

Xu Wanming is dead. The police concluded that he had died in an accidental car accident.

The driver of the cement mixer truck and Xu Wanming have never known each other in his life, but he only mishandled the brakes when the brakes failed, causing the cement mixer truck to run over Xu Wanming's car, and the cement mixer truck had a precedent of brake failure.

Therefore, the company to which the cement mixer truck belongs is responsible for the civil compensation part of Xu Wanming's death, and the driver of the cement mixer truck was negligent, but after the incident, he actively called the police and actively sought rescue, and was released on bail, and it is estimated that even if he is sentenced, he will be given a suspended sentence and will not be imprisoned.

However, Mo Rufeng believes that this is a car accident caused by the director!

Otherwise, how would Xu Wanming explain what Mo Rufeng said before he died?

Who forced him to transfer his shares?

What is it about doing something that has nothing to do with business?

What does it mean for the Japanese to be involved?

And the last sentence of "I'm sorry" is it a confession of his personal relationship with Zhuang Xiaoyue?

Xu Wanming was unusually sober before he died, and his words definitely meant something.

When Zhuang Xiaoyue told Mo Rufeng about Xu Wanming's death, she had a happy expression on her face.

"This well-dressed beast has finally suffered retribution!" She said.

However, Xu Wanming died, and many things were unproven.

Including the back of that night, is it Xu Wanming? Is Zhuang Xiaoyue's words true or false? There is no way to find out, Mo Rufeng can only bury his doubts deep in his heart.

Mo Rufeng agrees with the saying that "home is a harbor", but a family without trust is like a harbor with an undercurrent, and you don't know when the storm will sweep in!

At this time, Fei Fei ran out of the bedroom and asked eagerly, "Where does the little pig live?" ”

Mo Rufeng touched the child's head and said, "I think the little pig can live on the balcony, and then we will make a nest for it!" ”

"Yay!" Fei Fei happily ran to the balcony.

Mo Rufeng knew that Fei Fei liked this big house very much, but he was very worried that there was no place for piglets in this beautiful big house.

For him, Piggy is not a pet, but a companion who can't speak.

When the sun went down, the three of them went downstairs. The high-end real estate environment is different, with pavilions downstairs, green trees and green grass, like a beautiful small park.

It is not a bouncing between Mo Rufeng and Zhuang Xiaoyue, in the eyes of outsiders, this is really a happy family.

The brief silence was quickly shattered, but in a way that Mo Rufeng did not expect.

Zhuang Xiaoyue was kidnapped!

At ten o'clock that night, an unfamiliar number called Mo Rufeng's mobile phone.

"Your wife is in our hands, if you want her to die, go to the police!" A man said viciously. Later, Zhuang Xiaoyue's anxious voice rang on the phone: "Like the wind, find a way to save me!" ”

Zhuang Xiaoyue wanted to say something, but the phone was snatched away, and it was still the man's voice: "Hear clearly, it's your wife, right?" If you are interested, prepare a ransom of three million for replacement, and if you call the police, wait to collect the body. ”

The voice sneered a few times, and then said: "However, your wife is quite beautiful, it's a pity to kill it directly, you can use it first, you know!" ”

"Don't hurt her, I can find a way to get the money. But if she gets hurt in the slightest, I'll find you too! Mo Rufeng said categorically.

What else did he want to say, but the phone had hung up, and there was only a busy "beep" busy sound left in the phone.