"Miss Fang, where are we meeting?" Song Han sent a WeChat message.

This Miss Fang is one of the girls who added him to WeChat on the day of the exhibition. That is, she thinks she is the one who holds high-definition photos of Cheng Siying's mother and son.

Song Han has already called up all the surveillance videos in the exhibition hall, and investigated this Miss Fang's 360 degrees without dead ends.

Fang Wanqing, whose father was one of the suppliers of Zhai's Group, was kicked out of the supplier by Zhai's because of unqualified products, which led to poor sales and bankruptcy.

Presumably, Fang Wanqing also had a hatred for the Zhai family for this reason.

"You, how do you know what my last name is?" The other party was surprised.

"We Mingren don't talk darkly, we are all old acquaintances, why hide it?" When Zhai Xiuze was away, Song Han let go of the acting.

"Hmph, no matter what, I have what you want in my hands, and you don't dare to do anything with me." Fang Wanqing did not show weakness in her arrogance, but even strengthened her courage.

"Yes, yes, so, I'm at your disposal." Song Han continued to feign compliments.

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, Starlight Shopping Center, third floor. I'll call you back then. ”

"Yo, it's a dining area, it's crowded with people, is it safe?"

"Less nonsense!"

"Okay, well, whatever you say, it's what it is."

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"Miss Fang, I'm here, where are you?" Song Han directly dialed Fang Wanqing's phone.

This time, she had already taken precautions in her heart, and she was not surprised before, "I saw you, why are you yourself?" What about Zhai Xiuze? ”

"Yo, you said that the place you chose is not a place where our young master will set foot. I've brought everything. I'll leave it to you, isn't it the same? ”

Song Han raised the box in his hand while making a phone call.

Fang Wanqing hesitated for a moment, thinking that she could fight Zhai Xiuze head-on, but she didn't expect this great god to even appear. Hey, forget it, let's get the money first.

"You go to the cold drink section in the southwest corner of the fourth floor."

"Oh, I said Miss Fang, they are all old acquaintances, can they be used the same as the underground party joints?"

"How do I know if you've brought anyone else."

"With the flow of people in this mall, you can't find it when you turn around. What's more, the Zhai family is not the master of bad money, we all have one purpose, that is, we don't want to make things bigger, right? I'm afraid it's not good for anyone to make a big fuss. For your behavior, it will take three or five years, to say the least. The more Song Han spoke, the more he said the threat.

The other party "chuckled" in his heart, and he was no longer entangled, he just wanted to fight quickly, "Quick!" Do as I say. ”

Song Han had no choice but to go up to the fourth floor again, find the cold drink area, and sit down.

A long-haired girl wearing a black mask and a black cap quickly sat down across from him. He hurriedly asked, "Where's the money?" ”

"Ouch, I said Miss Fang, you are ......" Song Han couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You're dressed exactly like in an Internet café."

When he reminded her, the girl was stunned and simply took off her mask and hat.

"Okay, since it's all a showdown, let's pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." The girl shook the phone in her hand.

"How do I know if you have a backup?" Song Han said vigilantly.

"Yo, I can't prove it, you either believe me or you don't."

"Well, it seems like there's no other way." Song Han looked helpless, and he put the box in his hand on the table.