I want to go to the venue, after Shang Miao went downstairs, Shang Miao said lightly, "I won't share a car with Mr. Sheng, after all, it's not suitable, Mr. Sheng also knows where the address is, see you at the venue."

After she finished speaking, she really didn't care about Sheng Yu's answer, and left directly.

She was neat and neat, and Sheng Yu, who was standing in place, had a more cold face.

As soon as Li Shuo contacted the driver to come over, he was startled by the cold air on Sheng Yu's body.

Shang Miao was on his way to the venue when he received a call from Yan Shujin, and his tone was heavy, "Miao, Zhou Guobing and Li Yannan should have a trial, you should be mentally prepared."

There is a lot of evidence of these two people's current crimes, especially Zhou Guobing, who has been found out for his illegal and criminal acts a few years ago, and now he has submitted them in one go.

Shang Miao didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, Zhou Guobing should have thought of the consequences when he did those things.

As for Li Yannan, there is no difference between not reporting and being an accomplice.

It's all self-inflicted.

She looked at the green belt that flashed quickly, and said in a toneless voice, "I will submit another piece of evidence at that time, and I will sue Zhou Guobing for murder."

What Tao Tao said, Shang Miao remembered.

Zhou Guobing beat his grandfather and pulled out his ventilator.

But—

Her eyes flickered, and she said in a low voice, "I still want to meet Li Yannan, I have something to ask her."

Yan Shujin got the situation over there and didn't say much.

Shang Miao came to the field with his front foot, and Sheng Yu's Maybach followed with his back foot.

Shang Miao strained his face and led him in.

Teng Lang and another young man were taking a few workers to measure the size, and when they saw Shang Miao bringing Sheng Yu over, Teng Lang stopped what he was doing, "The boss just called me and said that Mr. Sheng is going to come over to check, right?"

He said cheerfully, "Most of our side has a similar plan, and now as long as we get the line right, we can start hard loading."

Sheng Yu glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the plasterboard stacked in the corner.

His voice was cold, "Why are there plaster strips there?"

Teng Lang followed his gaze.

Their planning this time needed to use a large number of gypsum boards and gypsum strips to make a decorative foundation, and they had just arrived the day before yesterday and checked them one by one.

"Well, because we're calculating the wiring problem and need to measure some sizes, so we'll stack it over there first." Tenglang didn't care too much.

He thought Sheng Yu didn't understand, and explained intimately, "Those things are for decoration—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sheng Yu, "It's stacked too high and messy."

Teng Lang was stunned and said, "That's what you can put in your hand."

"Someone can pass by at any time, this is too casual." Sheng Yu's voice was slightly deep, "I don't want any safety hazards on the construction site."

Teng Lang reacted, feeling a little uncomfortable, and the smile on his face faded by two points.

He said, "Mr. Sheng, there is a specialization in the art industry, you don't know very well, sometimes we do this business is casual, too regular will be uninspired."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shang Miao, "Shang Miao, the boss said to let you rest more, there is a stool over there, you can sit down."

Shang Miao nodded slightly, and went to the stool to rest, Sheng Yu was not satisfied with this, she couldn't participate, after all, she was not a professional, and she could only communicate with him by Teng Lang himself.

However, he didn't feel tired at first, but now that he sat down, Shang Miao really felt a little weak.

That sour and sleepy feeling came from everywhere.

The mobile phone rang, and Shang Miao took it out to see that it was a message sent by Lin Ya in the group.

She looked down at her phone, not noticing that the worker next to her was getting closer and closer to her as he measured the measurements.

Sheng Yu looked at it in the venue before he said in a deep voice, "When is it expected to be completed?"

Tenglang said, "Look at the line, if it's fast, it's a month, and if it's slow, it's hard to say."

Shang Miao put away her phone and raised her eyelids, "Mr. Sheng is optimistic?"

Sheng Yu is condescending

I looked at her with ice in my eyes.

Shang Miao got up, but her head was a little dizzy when she got up all of a sudden, and she steadied herself half a step back before she stood firm.

Just as he was about to lift his legs to leave, the next moment he heard the sound of a squirming next to him, followed by the voice of the worker who was measuring the size: "Let it go!"

When he was measuring the size, he accidentally touched the plasterboard stacked next to him.

Before Shang Miao could react, she was dragged by her arm and pulled aside a little, and her inertia caused her to directly bump into a person.

The messy plaster strips piled up behind him fell to the ground, smashing down a cloud of dust. ap.

The incident happened in an instant, and Shang Miao was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

The cold breath coming from the tip of her nose made her immediately react to who she had bumped into.

She looked up and saw Sheng Yu slightly twisting her eyebrows, her dark eyes heavy.

Shang Miao's arm was still being pulled by Sheng Yu, obviously, it was Sheng Yu who pulled her just now.

After a while, everyone present reacted in hindsight, and Teng Lang nervously stepped over the fallen plaster bar on the ground to them, "Are you all right?"

Before Shang Miao finished speaking, he heard Sheng Yu's extremely cold voice, "This is your casual release."

Teng Lang's face turned blue and white, "This is the first time this has happened."

"That's why you're a fluke."

Sheng Yu's voice was heavy, coupled with the oppressive force of his long-standing position, Teng Lang was speechless when questioned.

And the worker who hit the plaster bar also had a worried face.

Shang Miao's arm hurt a little, not because he was smashed, but because Sheng Yu pinched it too hard.

He was still pulling her.

originally wanted Sheng Yu to let go, but as soon as Shang Miao's gaze fell, he saw the blood on his other hand.

As he pulled Shang Miao, he reached out to block the fallen plaster strips, apparently scratched by sharp corners.

Shang Miao's expression froze, "Go to the hospital."

Sheng Yu's originally furrowed brows had already stretched, and he withdrew his gaze from Teng Lang. Blink to look at Shang Miao.

Shang Miao took a breath and pointed to the back of his hand, "Mr. Sheng's identity is not ordinary, if something happens, he can't afford to sell me."

Sheng Yu raised his still bleeding hand, and his voice mocked, "Shang Miao, every time you surprise me, you have never disappointed me."

He finished and walked away.

Shang Miao bit her lip and could only follow.

Before leaving, she reminded Teng Lang, "You tell Xie Xun. What's going on here, I'm going to take Sheng Yu to the hospital now."

Teng Lang blamed himself a little: "Shang Miao, I really didn't mean it, we used to put it like this, it's all fine."

Shang Miao nodded and didn't say anything.

These still have to wait for Xie Xun to deal with it himself.

Her top priority now is to deal with Sheng Yu's side.

Fortunately, there is a hospital nearby.

Sheng Yu had several cuts on his hands, two of which were so deep that they required stitches.

Shang Miao looked at the two mouths that were still bleeding, and his face was very serious.