What did you go wrong? Why is a plan that was already underway suddenly failing?

Pei Junxian walked unwillingly outside the corridor of the president's office, slammed his fist on the wall, and the knuckles on the back of his hand instantly swollen, he didn't feel pain, moved his palm, tilted his head, and walked outside with a gloomy face.

As soon as he arrived at the garage, Pei Junxian immediately got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

The familiar bar appeared in front of him, and it was just about to close early in the morning.

"Wait!" Bae Junxian snapped the car door shut, quickly rushed to the door of the bar, and stopped the bartender who was about to close the door.

"What's wrong? Mr? The bar looked at him with some surprise, someone would come to the bar at this point in time, right? The bartender had some doubts in his heart.

"Let me ask you, what about the guests in Box 209 on the second floor last night?" Pei Junxian grabbed him by the collar, and the hatred in his eyes was about to burst out.

"Sir, I'm a newcomer, I'm just in charge of the gatekeeper, I don't know what you're talking about. Or, you can go in and ask the lobby manager, the boxes on the second floor are all registered. The bartender looked at him sheepishly.

I finally found this job, but I must not lose this job because of a sentence, looking at Pei Junxian's glamorous appearance, the bartender swallowed his saliva and was a little scared.

Such a person is not an ordinary person at first glance.

"Are you the lobby manager?" Bae Junxian looked at the man who was directing the cleaners in the center of the hall, and hurriedly walked over and stopped him.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?" The lobby manager turned around when he heard the voice, and his confident eyes were facing Pei Junxian's gaze.

"There's something I want to ask you." Pei Junxian raised his chin slightly, and a noble temperament emanated from the inside out.

"Oh, good." The lobby manager nodded, perhaps frightened by his powerful aura, and unconsciously followed behind Pei Junxian.

When he reached a sofa in the corner of the hall, Pei Junxian stopped, sat down directly like a master, he lifted Erlang's legs and pulled his tie, so as not to let him strangle his neck so much.

"Sir, may I ask you for what you are looking for me for?" The lobby manager showed his professionalism, even if Pei Junxian put on a high-minded appearance, he always smiled and replied extremely politely.

"I booked the box for 209 last night, and a guest came in the back, do you remember where he went?" Bae Junxian looked at him with an expectant look, hoping to hear the answer he wanted from his mouth.

The lobby manager was stunned, and he quickly recalled what happened at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Well, it's your family, isn't it?" Qin Chuan took out a photo from his wallet and put it in front of the lobby manager.

"Who are you?" The lobby manager looked at him warily, his eyes full of hostility.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to do what I ask." Qin Chuan pointed to the photo and said coldly.

The lobby manager didn't speak again, and looked at Qin Chuan quietly, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"It's a million, and there's something you need to keep your mouth shut." Qin Chuan took out a check and said lightly, his tone full of undoubtedness.

"What's the matter?" The lobby manager hesitated for a moment, but decided to accept his offer.

"The guest from box 209, his whereabouts, you don't tell anyone, including the employees below you, tell them all to shut up." Qin Chuan's gaze became cold.

"Okay." Although the lobby manager didn't know what he was doing it for, it was just a matter of keeping himself from talking, and it wasn't a conscience violation.

After thinking about it again and again, the lobby manager still followed his instructions and made all the employees forget about the guests in the 209 box.

"Ding-" The cup was placed on the coffee table, making a crisp sound, and the lobby manager's thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

"I'm sorry sir, but we registered your identity information, so we don't know where the later guests went." The lobby manager put his hands in front of his lower abdomen and said without humility or arrogance.

"Don't know? Don't you have monitors? When Pei Junxian heard this, he was furious, and the whole person stood up directly and pointed to the monitor hanging on the ceiling.

Either he, the lobby manager, is not responsible, or someone has told him not to talk nonsense, and as for which one, he can't be sure now.

"The internal surveillance of our bar is not allowed to be circulated to the outside unless we cooperate with the police to handle the case." The lobby manager made his attitude clear and directly rejected Pei Junxian's proposal.

"Damn!" Pei Junxian threw the wine glass to the ground, and the glass slag fell to the ground.

"Sir, please calm down, otherwise, I will call the security guard." The lobby manager was not at all intimidated by this kind of scene, he was in the bar, and all kinds of customers had seen it.

It's just a wine glass, in his eyes, he is not afraid at all, he has a calm face from beginning to end.

"It's better not for me to find out you're lying." Bae Junxian stood up viciously and said cruel words.

"Walk slowly, don't send." The lobby manager raised his eyelids and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, there was no trace of Pei Junxian in the hall, and he walked back to the car, feeling more and more that this matter was not so simple.

Pei Junxian took out his mobile phone and made a call to Reporter Li.

The phone rang eight times, but no one answered, and when he called a second time, a cold female voice rang from inside the phone.

"I'm sorry, the phone you made has been turned off, please call again later."

The phone was never connected, and Pei Junxian slowly calmed down and began to think about the details of this matter.

But he stood next to the car and thought about it for more than ten minutes, but he never figured out what was wrong.

He sat in the car and looked up to see the dashcam in front of the window.

Trace...

Could it be that Ye Muchen has been following him?

His mind was becoming more and more convinced of his own idea.

Pei Junxian raised his eyebrows, an idea came to his mind, he located a nearest shopping mall, and quickly slipped in.

If someone is really following him, then someone must follow the traces he has walked and walk again.

He walked in the mall, and deliberately chose a store with black glass at the door, so that it was easier to observe whether anyone was following him.

The black and clean transparent glass reflects one pedestrian after another from the inside...