"Do they really say that?"

Xiang Jinghe came out of the meeting and listened to the assistant talk about it, and he was a little confused.

Not to mention the Xiang family, it's just that other families in the wealthy family have some gossip or something, even if they don't give money, those paparazzi don't dare to send it.

These paparazzi actually asked for money to go to the Xiang family, obviously looking for death.

Xiang Jinghe really has never met such a desperate person who asks for money.

"Yes, and they also said that Madame is still in that place, if we don't give money, they may directly expose the address, and there will be many people who will block Madame when they turn around."

After the assistant finished speaking, he showed hesitation: "Mr. Xiang, Mrs. is still pregnant......

"Let's get things done."

The assistant raised his eyebrows, although it was expected, but when he heard Xiang Jinghe order without hesitation, the assistant still sighed in his heart about Wen Shengsheng's status.

If this were someone else, Mr. Xiang would definitely not bother to deal with it.

But Mr. Xiang is now showing that he wants to take care of it, and it is obvious that he is really angry.

"Find out the background of those paparazzi, the more detailed the better."

The assistant has calmed down.

Mr. Xiang is obviously going to clean up people, and it is estimated that the person who is doing things behind his back will regret doing this.

After all, going against the Xiang family was definitely the most wrong thing that person had ever done.

The assistant was about to leave, but he didn't expect footsteps behind him.

The assistant turned around in surprise, but saw Xiang Jinghe holding his mobile phone and seemed to be planning to call someone.

Sensing the assistant's gaze, Xiang Jinghe cleared his throat, turned his eyes away and said, "Give me the car key, I'll go out." ”

The assistant gave the key out with a confused expression.

It wasn't until he saw Xiang Jinghe take the elevator down that the assistant suddenly realized that Mr. Xiang wouldn't go directly to the hotel to arrest the traitor, right?

Mrs. is still pregnant, Mr. Xiang has passed at this time, and it doesn't matter if he can catch it for the time being, in case he scares Mrs......

The assistant trembled, and there was always a bad premonition.

But he still put away his mind and hurried to do his own thing.

It didn't take long for the news about those paparazzi to be sent to Xiang Jinghe's mobile phone.

Xiang Jinghe also just hung up Xiang Liangran's phone.

Knowing that Wen Shengsheng said that he was going to an antique store today, Xiang Jinghe suddenly hooked his lips, but the look in his eyes became colder and colder.

"Wen Shengsheng, you'd better not let me catch anything."

Xiang Jinghe glanced at the hotel room number, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the car was racing wildly on the road.

……

Room 888 of Royal Jin Hotel.

Wen Shengsheng still entered the suite in the end.

Shang Ziyu gave her a sense of familiarity, although Wen Shengsheng couldn't remember where he had seen this man, but that familiarity still made Wen Shengsheng choose to trust him.

And she was originally here to find someone, so it seemed a little strange to turn around and leave when she got to the door.

And it's not easy for her to come out, if this matter is known by Xiang Jinghe, I don't know what he will be crazy about.

Wen Shengsheng's movement on his feet is not particularly convenient, and he walks very slowly.

"You may be seated."

Shang Ziyu was very gentlemanly, so he specially brought a soft pillow for Wen Shengsheng, and when he saw that there was still food on the table, he asked Wen Shengsheng if he had any food.

Wen Shengsheng shook his head: "Thank you, I'm not hungry, in fact, I came to Mr. Shang to ask for something." ”

Shang Ziyu raised his eyebrows.

"Something about antiques?"

Combined with the content of the phone call he heard just now, Shang Ziyu could easily guess that the person in front of him was here as an antique collector.

That was indeed the news he deliberately released.

And it's true, he is indeed an antique collector.

"Yes."

"Here's my business card."

Wen Shengsheng took the initiative to take out his business card and handed it over, Shang Ziyu reached out to take it, and read out the name on it in a deep and pleasant voice: "Wen Shengsheng? Very nice name. ”