Ao Wai, who had turned back into a big tiger, was flying on all fours, running in the air with a snort.

I was wailing in my heart, what did this bald demon king eat to grow up, why is it so heavy?

Chen Yizheng was sitting cross-legged on its wide back, scrolling his phone with his head down.

The somersault cloud is a bit eye-catching, and this guy has a good speed, and he can barely use it, and he comes with a leather sofa, which is used to rush first-class.

Its existence is known to many people anyway, and there is no need to avoid the eyes of others.

"Listening" to Ao Yan's heart, raising his hand was a violent collapse on its brain shell.

"Whew~"

Grass! I forgot that the Great Demon King could "hear" its heart.

Chen Yi glanced at it, too lazy to pay attention to it, and returned his gaze to his phone.

"Hate ......"

He looked up this person on the Internet and found that this person's reputation is really not small.

No matter how low-key he is, he is also one of the heirs of Huatai Group, and he has to pay attention.

However, there is not much information about him and Huatai Group on the Internet, but he is very famous in the calligraphy and painting world.

He graduated from the Dahua National Academy of Fine Arts, which can be said to be the highest temple of calligraphy and painting art in China.

Before graduating, he had already become famous, and was known as the "light of hope" of the younger generation of Dahua Chinese painting.

After graduating, as people expected, he climbed the mountain of Chinese painting art step by step.

From time to time, works come out, which is amazing, but it is only the kind of praise for the younger generations, and it still can't get rid of the restrictions of the "younger generation".

Many masters have publicly said that within twenty or thirty years, there will definitely be another master of Chinese painting in the painting world.

But it didn't take long for Xu Hate to "slap the master in the face".

Not twenty or thirty years, but just a few years later, probably more than six years ago, I painted a work that shocked the art world.

That painting made Xu Ha, who was only in his twenties, begin to embark on the road of mastery.

In the following years, several amazing works appeared one after another, completely establishing his name and status as the youngest master of Chinese painting in history.

Realistically speaking, even if he throws a few ink dots on the paper with a pen, some people are willing to spend a lot of money to compete for it.

The evaluation of him on the Internet, in addition to "the youngest master of Chinese painting", also includes his almost perfect character, screaming appearance, and love for his wife.

This is a perfect man who is impeccable regardless of family background, character, appearance, and talent.

It's no wonder that Su Ming didn't think about him at all in the first place.

What reason does such a person have to think about it?

"Whew~"

Ao's screams woke Chen Yi from his contemplation.

Already there?

Chen Yi patted its skull, and Ao stepped on the wind to land.

It's an industrial park, and you don't see anyone at night.

Glancing around, he saw the address sent to him by Su Ming.

A factory building that is not too big, there is a signboard of "Jiajie Commodity Co., Ltd." hanging at the door, but only ten meters opposite, there is a boxy red brick house, which is Xu Hat's studio.

"There is a situation!"

Around the factory of Jiajie Company, several yellow uniforms have been ambushed in several hidden places.

One of them saw the big tiger falling from the sky, and screamed in a low voice, and was about to make a move, but was sprayed by his companion in the communicator, "Don't mess around! That's the White Tiger King! ”

"White Tiger King? I heard that I was robbed by the Buddha...... Ahem, have you taken it? ”

"I saw the Buddha!"

The man who called first had already seen a bald skull coming down from the tiger's back, and noticed that he was walking straight for him.

"Buddha, Buddha!"

As soon as Chen Yi came, he had already found the yellow uniforms ambushed around, and wanted to ask about the situation, so he went to find the nearest one.

But what are you excited about?

Looking at Huang Yifu who was so excited that he stammered, he didn't know how famous he was in the yellow sand.

"You've always been here?"

"From daytime to now, I haven't left."

Huang Yifu had already been explained by Su Ming in advance, and without Chen Yiduo asking, he explained the situation himself, "But there is no one in the factory now, we have checked, this factory will only run for three weeks a month, and it will be shut down for one week." ”

"During the shutdown, Xu Hate did not allow any employees to be present in the factory, and as of today, the factory has been shut down for four days."

Chen also remembered Xu Hate's "beloved wife", and said casually, "Do you stop work to make soap?" ”

This matter is not difficult to investigate, Huang Yifu also knows, obviously he also feels that this kind of behavior is not normal, and nodded a little strangely.

"Xu Hate is in the factory now?"

"No, he's in the studio, and according to what we've got, he's been in it for two days and hasn't come out."

"You didn't go in and check it out?"

"Xu Hate is indeed in the studio, as for the factory, there is no order, and we can't go in to investigate."

Chen Yi nodded.

Huangsha's rules are indeed a bit strict, which is beyond his expectations.

But it makes sense.

"Then you're busy, I'll go in and have a look."

Since they have discipline, Chen Yi will watch the "do" himself.

Huang Yifu suddenly became ethereal, "Huh? Who was I talking to? It's strange, there's no one here, huh? ”

He touched his head, turned around and walked away with a confused expression.

“……”

The corners of Chen Yi's eyes twitched slightly, and he walked to the front of the factory of Jiajie Company with Ao Ming, who had changed back into a little white meow.

Looking at the closed door, he directly reached out and stuck to it, shook the door lock with a slight shock, and swaggered the door and walked in.

This factory doesn't look very big from the outside, but it feels different when you enter it.

Although it was pitch black inside, in Chen Yiling's observatory, it was no different from daytime.

There is a wide aisle in the middle, and many areas are separated on both sides.

Chen Yi slowly walked through the dark aisle until he reached the deepest point before stopping.

Here, there is a "soap production area".

It looks like it's no different from the rest of the area, except it's tightly locked.

This lock naturally can't stop Chen Yi.

There are several machines in it, and although Chen Yi doesn't understand it, he can probably see that this is a complete production line.

Walking slowly in it, the spiritual platform shines all over the place, and the whole area is delicate everywhere.

The cleanliness of the place was beyond his expectations, and there was almost no dust, let alone other discoveries.

"Whew~"

Ao screamed suddenly.

"What?" Chen also turned his head.

The little white meow stood up, lay on a machine, scratched twice with his paws, turned his head and barked at him again.

Chen Yi walked over and glanced at the machine that was taller than him.

Squatted down, reached out and touched the place where Ao was scratching.

There was a layer of silver iron sheet attached to the outside of the machine, and Chen Yi's fingers were gently forced, and he inserted it and directly tore the iron sheet apart.

After glancing at it, he pulled out a dark yellow slice the size of a small fingernail from the crack in the bottom corner.

"Whew!"

Chen Yi rubbed Ao's fluffy head, "Okay, you have made a contribution......"

He took another deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Hate ......