Chapter 17: The Pen Falls into a Storm, and the Poem Becomes a Crying Ghost and God (3)

At night, Yun Menghan came to the door of the Shifeng Group again, and the barrier was obviously much weaker than the last time.

She passed through the barrier and entered the world, and at night there were basically no people in the group, and there were only two security guards on each floor.

She snapped her fingers, and they both fell asleep.

She circled each floor to the top.

She sat on Jiang Youcheng's office chair and looked at the crystal table cards in front of her.

It's strange why you can't feel anything here, it stands to reason that Jiang Youcheng should be a key object of protection.

Yun Menghan always thought that those barriers were set up for Jiang Youcheng, if not, it could only mean two problems: first, the group still had things that needed more maintenance than Jiang Youcheng;

It was already the middle of the night, her eyes closed, still thinking about it, she didn't know that there was a pair of eyes watching her every move in the dark.

32 floors of Jiuge Premier Apartment.

Yin Zitong was naked in a white bathrobe, with no straps tied, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, taking a sip of a glass of red wine in his right hand, looking at the night scene outside, the remaining smile on his mouth had not faded.

In the next few days, the Food and Drug Administration conducted a sampling inspection of all the cosmetics of Alia.

The tax bureau also intervened and took away all the company's ledgers and original vouchers.

The company was in a mess, people were panicked, and Gao Jianping stayed in the office all day and didn't come out.

The media is also making a big splash.

However, Chi Zhonglin met privately with the company's shareholders one by one without hurrying.

Commonwealth Media Inc.

Wang Baichuan was sitting in front of the computer desk and was rapidly typing on the keyboard, when the mobile phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Reporter Wang Baichuan?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"Don't care who I am, do you have a hot insider, are you interested?" said a deep voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oh? Wang Baichuan asked with a smile.

Since he started in the industry, he has received countless calls like this, and there are many pranks among them, and he has become accustomed to it, so he does not feel excited.

"Half an hour later, I'll see you at the Impression Cafe, it's outdated, it's not waiting, toot too..."

Wang Baichuan put down his mobile phone, paused for a while, and was driven by the desire for profit, put on his coat, took the equipment and left the company.

Impression Cafe.

Wang Baichuan walked in and looked left and right.

"Is that Mr. Wang?" asked a waitress as she approached her.

"Yes. ”

"This way, please. The waiter waved his hand and led Wang Baichuan into a private room around the corner.

"Sit. ”

"Arya's company. ”

"yes, how do you know?"

"I've seen you come in and out of Arya, so your position should not be low. ”

My name is Chi Zhonglin, Alia Company, but I don't have a position. ”

"Mr. Chi, time is money, let's say, what's the inside story?"

"First of all, you have to stop all the negative coverage of Alia. ”

"It depends on whether it's worth it. ”

"It's definitely worth it, but I don't know if Reporter Wang has the guts?"

"Hahaha, and me..."

"Shifeng Group. ”

Wang Baichuan's grinning mouth returned to his position in an instant.

Chi Zhonglin put a file bag in front of Wang Baichuan.

Wang Baichuan immediately took out the information and looked at it.

"Mr. Chi, I have to take this back and study it carefully, don't you mind?"

"Reporter Wang, please take care of yourself. ”

"Then I'll take my leave. After Wang Baichuan finished speaking, he hurriedly took the information and left, for fear that Chi Zhonglin would regret it, and bumped into a customer at the door of the café, and he was dizzy for a while, he didn't care so much, and ran away after apologizing.

Chi Zhonglin slowly took a sip of coffee, and the young man came in.

"Young man, talk to Meng Han. ”

"Okay. ”

Wang Baichuan drove the car to a secluded place and stopped, looked nervously left and right, and quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number to make sure that no one was following.

"Hey, is it Assistant Liu?"

"What's the matter?"

"I'm Wang Baichuan, I have important information to report to Mr. Jiang, please tell Mr. Jiang. ”

"Mr. Jiang is in a meeting, tell me something. ”

"The stakes are very high, it is the internal information about the Shifeng Group, I have to report to Mr. Jiang in person, and I will trouble Assistant Liu. "Such a good opportunity to invite merit, how could Wang Baichuan miss it.

"Okay, wait for my call. ”

Liu Xia walked into the conference room, leaned over and whispered a few words in Jiang Youcheng's ear.

"Well, bring him to me. ”

Liu Xia bowed and went out.

While waiting, Wang Baichuan looked at the information in his hand in detail and took all the photos with his camera.

"Bell bell bell..."

"Hey, Assistant Liu. ”

"Oh, oh, okay, okay. ”

Half an hour later, Wang Baichuan walked into the Shifeng Group with the information, and Liu Xia took him to Jiang Youcheng's office.

"Mr. Jiang, hello. Wang Baichuan grinned from afar, and if he didn't have two ears to block it, he would probably grin to the back of his head.

"Reporter Wang, please be seated. ”

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang. ”

"I heard that you have been doing things for the world. ”

"Yes, yes, I have always taken the interests of Shifeng Group as my own responsibility, but I have never been able to see Mr. Jiang, and today I am fortunate to be able to report to Mr. Jiang in person, which is really a blessing for three lives. ”

"Reporter Wang is polite, I know all this, Shifeng will not treat anyone who does things for the group. ”

"So what's the important thing for Reporter Wang to come today?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so happy I almost forgot about business. Wang Baichuan said, handing the information bag that he had been holding tightly in his hand to Jiang Youcheng.

Jiang Youcheng took the file bag, opened it, and took out the information.

That's right, all of them are targeted investigations of the world, as well as video files and audio recordings.

Although Jiang Youcheng's face did not change, his heart trembled, although these documents could not defeat Shifeng, if they were revealed and hyped by the media, it would have a serious adverse impact on Shifeng.

Just as Jiang Youcheng was looking through the information, suddenly, Wang Baichuan grabbed his neck with both hands, his face was flushed, and he felt like he couldn't get out of breath.

"Reporter Wang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Youcheng put down the information in his hand and slowly stood up.

At this time, Wang Baichuan was speechless, and fell to the ground, his face turned from red to purple, and he rolled his eyes.

"Reporter Wang, Reporter Wang. Jiang Youcheng squatted in front of Wang Baichuan and didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Jiang, Brother Tong... Come... Here it comes. The secretary pushed the door in and was shocked to see this scene.

Jiang Youcheng turned around and saw Yin Zitong walking in.

"Come over here and see what's going on!"

Yin Zitong hurriedly ran over, but Wang Baichuan didn't move.

He touched the carotid artery and shook his head.