In the office of the assistant general manager of the Fengbei Longxing Pharmaceutical Company Building, a young man with a comb of three or seven points, very white skin and a handsome face was staring at the computer at the moment, carefully revising the report on the re-restructuring of the drug production line.

There was a knock on the door, and the young man raised his head and shouted, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and a beautiful secretary with a dignified face reminded with a smile: "Mr. Criminal, the president and the manager are back and have gone to the small conference room on the top floor." ”

"Coming back?" After the young man was stunned for a moment, he immediately got up and beckoned: "Quick, help me print the report, and I'll go into the house to change my clothes." ”

"Okay." The secretary nodded.

The young man hurriedly pushed away the office chair and trotted into the inner rest room to change clothes.

He is the third son of Longxing Pharmaceutical, named Xing Zihao, 24 years old this year, just graduated from a noble university in District 7, and is currently working as an assistant to the general manager of the family company, and this Longxing company is Yuan Hua's biggest relationship in Fengbei.

……

About twenty minutes later, Xing Zihao changed his valuable white suit into ordinary overalls in the company, and tied a more rigid tie, and then asked the secretary, "How does it look?" ”

"It's good." The secretary covered his mouth and smiled: "It just looks too low-key, not like your style." ”

"The old man eats this." Xing Zihao grinned, reached out and picked up the printed report on the table: "You book a good Western restaurant, I may take the old man over later." ”

"Got it." The secretary nodded again.

After Xing Zihao finished explaining, he held the report in his hand and strode out of the office.

In a small conference room on the top floor of the building.

A middle-aged man with a rich physique, sitting on the sofa, bowed his head and took a sip of tea, before waving his hand and saying to a dozen executives: "Call Pete in, you go out first, and there will be a meeting tomorrow." ”

"Okay, Mr. Criminal."

Everyone bowed and nodded, each holding the report and document that had been prepared for a long time, and quickly turned around and left.

About five minutes later, as soon as a foreigner in a leather coat entered the room and sat down, Xing Zihao pushed the door and walked in, shouting with a spring breeze on his face: "Dad, second brother, Director Pete." ”

Mr. Xing glanced up at his third son, only nodded slightly and asked, "Are you still in the company?" ”

Xing Zihao nodded and smiled: "There have been a lot of things recently, I'll work overtime." ”

Mr. Xing inserted his palm and teased softly: "Don't work overtime when you heard that I came back." ”

"Dad, don't you dismantle my Taixing?" The torturer scratched his head shyly.

"What's wrong with you?" The second child of the Xing family, who was sitting on the left, asked softly.

"Ah, something." Hearing this, Xing Zihao handed the report to his father, sat on the sofa and said: "Recently, I often go to the workshop and observe the production line, and I found that our company's equipment is old, resulting in a lot of labor costs, so I ......." ”

Mr. Xing picked up the report casually, glanced down at the cover title and replied: "I have considered equipment replacement." Okay, I'll look back. ”

"Dad, I've been doing this equipment report for a long time, and I've done research, and I've even contacted several companies that provide equipment ......." Xing Zihao opened his mouth to elaborate.

Mr. Xing put down the report, looked up at the foreigner and asked, "Pete, has Zirong mentioned the equipment replacement in the second factory to you?" ”

"Mentioned, the report he gave was perfect," the foreigner gave a thumbs up, "as if God made it." ”

Xing Zihao was stunned when he heard this.

"Haha." Mr. Xing smiled, pointed to the third son and said, "You and your eldest brother want to go together." Okay, let's put the report here, I'll take a look at it. ”

"Ahh Xing Zihao held back for a long time before he nodded with a flushed face.

"You go out first, let's talk about something." Mr. Xing greeted softly.

Xing Zihao slowly stood up, smiled and asked, "Dad, will you have a meal together in the evening?" ”

Mr. Xing pondered for a while, looked down at his watch and said, "No need, the three of us will go to take a bath in a while, just eat some casually." ”

"Okay," Xing Zihao still smiled and said, "Then you guys are busy first." ”

"Hmm." Mr. Xing nodded, turned around and looked at his second son: "You continue to follow the train of thought just now, the new medicine ......." ”

Xing Zihao glanced at the three of them and turned to leave, but at this moment, the smile on his face had been replaced by a gloomy expression.

At the door, the secretary who had been waiting for a long time saw Xing Zihao come out, and immediately asked with a smile, "Have you handed in the report?" The boss is happy, right? ”

Xing Zihao turned his head suddenly, his eyes were red and he asked, "Is this a problem you should worry about?" ”

The secretary immediately shut up.

……

Two hours later.

In a high-end apartment building in Fengbei, Xing Zihao took the neurological drug stock solution produced by his own drug company, lowered his head and plunged into his arm with a syringe.

"Uh......!"

Xing Zihao closed his eyes, his arm trembling and inhaling into his chest.

Seconds later, he lay on the couch with a thud, convulsive.

I don't know how long later, the door opened, and a young and beautiful girl walked in with a lot of things in her hand and said, "Oh, husband, I'm really sorry, I just sent my mother back to the hospital to ......." ”

Xing Zihao looked at the girl with a dull gaze, and suddenly grinned: "It's okay, you come here." ”

When the girl heard the sound, she immediately put down the things in her hand, changed her slippers and rushed over at a trot, dragging Xing Zihao's arm and asking, "Have you eaten, baby?" ”

Xing Zihao put his arms around the girl's neck and suddenly asked, "I took a shower just now and saw a disposable shaver for men in the trash can, whose one?" ”

The girl was stunned: "My father's, he lived here with my mother yesterday." ”

"I called you last night, why didn't you answer?" Xing Zihao gently pinched the girl's neck and asked, "You lied to me?"

"I don't have ......."

"What the fuck are you waiting for an hour and a half? You're still bringing people to your house?! ”

"My mom needs to see a doctor, that's why they came, they really stayed here last night."

"Smack!"

Xing Zihao grabbed the girl's neck with his left hand, raised his right arm and punched her in the face: "Damn, you let me wait?" Why are you making me wait, huh?! ”

The girl's nostrils were bleeding from the beating, and she howled and pushed Zihao: "Are you crazy? They really came last night, my phone is out of battery, I don't believe you called my dad. ”

"Push me? Tough mouth? You don't know where you are, do you? ”

Xing Zihao was really like crazy, venting all the unhappiness in his heart on this girl, waving his fists like an animal.

The girl resisted at first, but after receiving continuous heavy blows to the head, the whole person was stunned, and only instinctively used her arms to protect the vital point, allowing her fists to fall like raindrops.

Xing Zihao fought for seven or eight minutes, and then he felt a little out of strength, inhaled with empty eyes, and sat on the ground covered in blood.

The girl's whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and she slowed down for a long time before she cried and said, "It's really my parents who are here...... Don't believe you, call them. ”

"I'll hit NM!" Xing Zihao stood up slowly, and the anger in his chest decreased slightly: "There is money in the bedside table, take it." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I've done enough, tomorrow this house will be lived." Xing Zihao picked up his pink coat and walked away.

……

Downstairs.

As soon as Xing Zihao got into the car, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, young criminal, I'm Songjiang Yongdong."

"Something." Xing Zihao lowered his head and took out the cigarette case, and responded lukewarmly.

"There is a very important person running here in Songjiang, and he may have gone to Fengbei." Yongdong responded politely: "Mr. Yuan means to let me go over, please help." ”

"Call me when you come." Xing Zihao replied and hung up the phone.

……

Matsue.

Yongdong sat in the car, frowned and asked the co-pilot's attendant, "Are you sure he went to Fengbei?" ”

"Not particularly sure." The attendant responded cautiously: "I inquired about some acquaintances around Xiaoqu, and when I asked, he has a friend in Fengbei who has a good relationship." He definitely can't stay in Songjiang now, so it is very likely that he has run to Fengbei. ”

Yongdong pondered for a while: "You continue to inquire, let's go to Fengbei first." ”

"Okay." The attendant nodded.

……

At more than 10 o'clock in the evening, Qin Yu, Lao Mao, and Guan Qi walked out of Fengbei Station.