At the end of the banquet, the old man of the Xiao family gave her a lot of meeting gifts for her to accept, and then he was willing to let them come back.

What a lovely old man.

Sitting on the leather sofa, Ling Tian held an ancient hanging clock, rubbing it and admiring it.

"The workmanship is exquisite, the relief painting really has the tone of the Western 17th century, and this pendulum needle, tsk, she is really willing."

The corner of the shadow opened his mouth twitched, master, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?

People have bullied you, and you praise the culprit for framing your stolen goods.

"Send the bell, send the end...... Do you think he's too good at messing with Peach Blossom? ”

Shadow Qi didn't dare to speak, in case he said it wrong, and he was the one who suffered.

"It's nice to hang in the living room."

Lingtian threw the bell to him, and Shadow Qi silently picked it up and hung it on the wall.

"Where did you get the ginseng?"

……

Shadow Qi thought about it for a while, and finally said honestly: "Use the earth shrinking technique, go to the scholar...... The yard is plucked. ”

"You're so daring."

Lingtian can think of Shubo's anxious jumping feet, what about the big ginseng that has been raised for hundreds of years, or raised according to the specifications of wild ginseng, and he can almost raise his spiritual wisdom, and he was pulled out by this kid.

I'm afraid that Shubo will be able to get out of the heart attack.

"Go to a guy from Annie, the pharmacy of my uncle's company, and protect him in special situations."

"Yes."

Shadow Qi left silently, he felt that he was on the thief ship, he wanted to go back to the Ling family, he missed his daughter-in-law.

The next day, the Lingjia erupted in an angry roar, startling a group of birds in the back mountain······

"Who? Which bastard pulled out my heart baby? ”

Shubo looked at the big pit with snot and tears, feeling that his high blood pressure was about to soar to the highest value in history.

The ginseng he has worked hard to raise for many years is gone, and if he catches someone, he has to peel off the skin of the thief.

A few elves flying around him couldn't comfort his old glass heart.

Xiaoyu had already heard the sad and indignant voice of Uncle Shu, and she didn't dare to come out.

After all, she saw the thief last night, and she is still an accomplice!

"Anitabha, Grandpa Shu, I'm sorry, it's all for Miss." After chattering, he quickly slipped away, and he was really a thief.

The matter of the drug formula of the emperor company came to the last moment, but there was nothing beneficial to the company. The formulas used in the company's development of new drugs are strictly screened, and even the staff involved in the pharmaceutical industry are selected layer by layer.

Now that something has gone wrong, naturally everyone involved is suspicious, but everyone has alibi evidence to prove it, and it seems that everyone is innocent.

In order to solve this problem, the emperor has not slept comfortably for a long time.

The family members have been making trouble, and they have all been stabbed in front of the reporter, and now the company's shares have shrunk and the value of the shares has been falling.

"Sir, the family is making trouble at the door of the company." Shimizu knocked on the door and came in.

"Do you want to drive away?"

Qing Shui also has a headache, and if he drives it away, he will be chased by someone with a heart, and it will be troublesome if he doesn't drive it away.

"Call the police."

"Yes." Qing Shui felt that he was getting more and more alive, why didn't he expect such a thing.

When the police came, they saw a few people in ordinary clothes holding banners to make trouble.

"Someone called the police and said that you had gathered a crowd to make trouble."

"Ah, comrade policeman, this company sells fake medicines, my son has been asleep after taking their medicine, you have to call the shots for us."

As he spoke, he began to cry, it was really sad for the hearer, and the listener shed tears, how could he cry so miserably.

"There must be evidence, and without evidence it is slander, but now you are gathering a crowd to make trouble."

"Oh my God, bully us poor people." Another howl.

Then I persuaded him repeatedly, but he didn't leave, and the people around him gathered more and more, and some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and spread them to the Internet, and another storm was fermenting.