Old Mrs. Qin wiped her tears and took Qin Mo's hand: "Xiaomo, my good grandson." ”

Wan Meimei's eyes also reddened, and her heart also pinched.

She has always liked Qin Mo, but Qin Mo is a well-known playboy in the circle.

Qin Mo does not refuse beautiful women, but he is only good friends with Wan Meimei, and he will never take a step beyond Lei Chi.

This is also why, when the arrogant and domineering Wan Meili was there Qin Mo, she restrained her temperament and became obedient.

She just wanted to please Qin Mo, she couldn't control Qin Mo, just like in the West Anhui Hall, Qin Mo had thoughts about Meng Ning, she was jealous, and she could only watch.

Qin Mo was pushed into the ward first, and at this time, the manager of the West Anhui Guild Hall walked towards Qin Weicang.

"Mr. Qin, I am the manager of the West Anhui Hall, my surname is Wen, Wen Zhao, you can call me Xiao Wen." Wen Zhao handed over the business card and bowed his head respectfully: "For Qin Shao being beaten in the guild hall, I apologize to Qin Shao on behalf of the Wanxi guild hall, how is Qin Shao's injury?" ”

Qin Weicang didn't answer the business card, a small manager, not enough to get into his eyes.

Qin Weicang asked sharply: "My son was beaten in your West Anhui Hall, you also have to bear some responsibility for this matter, I will give you an hour to find out the person who beat my son, otherwise, I will ask you about the West Anhui Hall." ”

Wen Zhao's posture was very low, and said: "Yes, yes, it is the responsibility of our West Anhui Guild Hall, Mr. Qin rest assured, we will find the murderer who beat Qin Shao as soon as possible." ”

At that time, Fu Tingxiu was wearing a mask and went upstairs, no one recognized him, and Wen Zhao didn't have time to call up the surveillance.

As long as you call up the monitoring and check the list of people who have entered the West Anhui Hall today, you can know who it is.

The West Anhui Hall is a membership system, and the real-name system is implemented, which is exactly the case, and the people who enter and leave the West Anhui Hall are either rich or noble.

However, there is no guarantee that no one will sneak in with their membership card or be brought in by someone else.

"Not as soon as possible, I'll only give you an hour, I can't find anyone, you Wanxi Hall is waiting to bear the consequences."

Qin Weicang dropped this sentence domineeringly, and went to the ward with Old Lady Qin.

Looking at his son lying on the hospital bed, Qin Weicang's face was ugly.

Old Mrs. Qin was even more tearful, and she stood aside distressedly.

At this moment, Qin Weicang's assistant hurriedly came in from outside: "Mr. Qin, it's not good, something happened to the Qin family, I'm afraid it's going to be a thunderstorm." ”

Hearing the word thunderstorm, Qin Weicang was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Qin Weicang almost didn't stand firm, his figure shook, and said, "Go outside and talk about it." ”

Qin Weicang walked out, where there was no one, the assistant said solemnly: "Mr. Qin, just twenty minutes ago, Qin's real estate thundered, I don't know who released the news, investors have withdrawn, Qin's stock has been falling sharply, I'm afraid it won't last until tomorrow, and we expect to repay the bank's arrears this year, and we will not be able to repay the arrears of the bank this year." ”

Qin's is known as the leader of the enterprise, but in fact, it is already a strong foreign cadre, and Qin's family, which started with real estate, has assets of 100 billion, but its liabilities are also nearly 100 billion.

Enterprises need capital turnover, investors need to stabilize the capital chain, Qin's is already in danger, all rely on Qin Weicang to support with a false shell, once investors withdraw capital, it is the bottom of the kettle.

"Give me the computer." Qin Weicang's voice was already trembling.

No matter how big a business is, it can collapse overnight.

The assistant handed over the computer, and Qin Weicang glanced at the stocks of Qin's many industries, the stocks fell sharply, but his blood pressure rose rubbingly.

At the entrance of the hospital, in the Rolls-Royce, Fu Ting's slender hands were typing a group of codes on the keyboard.

also made a few phone calls one after another, and he must have made the Qin clan pay a heavy price.

Luo Cheng was also holding a laptop in his hand, which was full of stocks of the Qin Group's industries.

"Mr. Fu, it has begun, as soon as the morning market opens, Qin's assets will evaporate at least 40 billion."

Fu Tingxiu calmed down: "It's not enough. ”