Chapter 190 Wait

Author: Shi Jingjing

Chapter 190 Wait

If Lin Yan is not interested in Aunt Wu, this perfume is too unique and there is no need to worry about it.

Lin Yan picked up the cell phone on the table, opened Wanwan's circle of friends to find pictures, and asked Aunt Wu with her back.

"Have you ever seen this girl? She usually likes to wear sweaters and jeans, and her name is Wanwan."

Aunt Wu shook her head and said she had never seen her before.

Lin Yan spoke again, "Who did you meet in the morning?"

"I want to say something special." Aunt Wu recalled, "It was when she met Lao Liu. His child was seriously ill. The doctor had given up the notice and prepared for his funeral. I kindly said to lend him some money before treatment."

"He didn't want it. He clearly asked me about looking for a job two days ago. He was so strange recently."

Aunt Wu kept nagging near her, talking about Lao Liu’s recent situation.

It's really strange, but Lin Yan couldn't guess how this perfume would overlap so much, and how could Lao Liu have it.

Could it be that Lao Liu kidnapped Wanwan and asked for money?

Just now, Aunt Wu said that she would give Qian Lao Liu and didn’t want it, that shouldn’t be a kidnapping.

Lin Yan was curious and kept listening. He scooped a mouthful of porridge. The more he smelled the perfume, the more he felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and his appetite was lost, but he was hungry again.

Lin Yan felt bored and was teasing birds in the garden at noon. The tassel stick poked the bird's claws.

The beautiful bird flapped its wings with two pairs of wings, and its feathers were smooth and oily. It topped with a colorful head, tilted on the left and tilted on the right.

Big eyes dry and small eyes.

“Lambkin.”

Lin Yan remembered Minhangzhou's face and the way he used to spoil her, which was no different from the canary in the cage.

Lin Yan suddenly became less interested in teasing birds. "I was lonely and in heat under the bed. I was addicted to it."

The delicate bird raised its noble head and whispered a sharp and thin voice.

Behind.

"Your cell phone rings."

Lin Yan turned his head when he heard this.

The bodyguard handed her cell phone, and a strange number was on the screen.

Lin Yan took it and answered the button with his fingers.

There was Lao Liu for some reason there, "I saw someone on the side of the road."

Lin Yan said directly, "Yi Wanwan?"

Lao Liu, "I remember being your friend."

Lin Yan said, "I'm in trouble. I'll send someone here. Where is she now?"

But Lao Liu didn't say the address for a long time and said, "I saw her appear at the door of a bar, drunk, and was taken away by many young people."

When asked which bar, Lao Liu said he didn't remember it.

When asked about the address again, Lao Liu talked about the bar street on Nanlin Road and asked Lin Yan to go over and find it himself.

Lin Yan hung up the phone, put down the bird-drawn stick, and ordered the bodyguard to go to the garage to pick up the car and go to the police station.

Tell the police about Lao Liu's original words and checked the surveillance. Wanwan was indeed seen near the bar street and was dragged into a van without a license, and the others were not within the surveillance range.

Lin Yan did not doubt Lao Liu's words, and Lao Liu did have the smell of Wanwan's perfume.

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At the same time, after the fourth meeting, Minhangzhou pressed his eyebrows, calmed down his fatigue, and picked up his pen to sign his name.

The female secretary handed over the coffee, "Would you like to rest first or order a meal? I'll arrange it."

He held the coffee in his hand and didn't touch it, "Is the market for international concept stocks still falling?"

The female secretary reported, "There are signs of recovery. The ones who have been playing against each other since last night have withdrawn. They have allocated funds from the Min family to play with them. The opponent has insufficient funds and has given up all the iron plates like you."

The female secretary said with a smile, and also looked at the man with a smile. The three words Minhangzhou were playing with the thunder and decisive behavior.

The market fell once, and the curve under the slope was too thrilling, but it was not dangerous.

I am very tired recently. The female secretary only slept for 6 hours a day, and it was still the time to squeeze out when she switched shifts with Secretary Jiang. However, this time she couldn't get the opportunity to experience it. She faced group presidents from various countries.

The female secretary continued: "All 300 million shares in the other party's hand were processed by the China Securities Regulatory Commission, all of which are ST stocks. As for the price, I haven't had time to estimate it."

Minhangzhou suddenly put down his pen and picked up his suit jacket, "Appoint me to return to China, you can stay and deal with it."

The female secretary was stunned, "The meeting in Venezuela has not started yet. Are you not planning to cooperate anymore?"

"There is no time to talk." Minhangzhou said in a deep voice, "PM Group ceded three percentage points."

He took the elevator and went downstairs directly and called Zhao Er, "The other party will withdraw, and there will definitely be other actions."

Zhao Er was puzzled, "Can you be sure it's the Yi family?"

Whether the Yi family will take action depends entirely on speculation and investigation. Whether there is or not, what kind of action is unknown. Everyone is guarding against the focus on business wars. This is the inevitable mental behavior of the chaebols.

This time, the Yi family failed in the international stock market, which does not mean that they will stop once they fail.

That is the Yi family, not an ordinary opponent.

Minhangzhou asked, "How is the Min family?"

Zhao Er's voice came, "It's not like that, everyone is fine, A-shares are very stable, Hong Kong City is still Hong Kong City, calm and peaceful."

Minhangzhou is not sure, “Isn’t it really?”

Zhao Er, "I really don't. Are you thinking too much?"

Minhangzhou threw the jacket to the driver and got into the car, "They won't be willing to lose, they will definitely take the next move."

After hearing what Minhangzhou said, Zhao Er was also anxious, but thinking about it, "It is normal to lose to Minhangzhou when it comes to spending money."

Minhangzhou's voice was chilly, "I won't joke with you, check it, check it inside and out."

Zhao Er hissed, "Check all?"

Minhangzhou looked down at the watch, "All."

"What should I do if I need to break the law? I'm there." Zhao Er mentioned the three words "Min Wenting" and the Iron-faced judge of the Hell in the region was the highest leader who was firmly in that world. Zhao Er was also afraid of it.

"I'm afraid of him. He hopes that my old man will make some small mistakes and he will have the chance to catch him." Zhao Er added.

"Be smarter in everything." Minhangzhou, "I can't solve it."

Zhao Eryibo: "Love you, my brother Zhou." After a pause, he felt tired of himself, and asked again, "What will their next move be?"

Half of Minhangzhou's face was hidden in the shadow, "I can't be sure."

The female secretary was also handling follow-up matters with Mr. Simanle in the original office, and looked at the cigarettes and lighters left on the table.

"Mr. Min has something urgent to return to China? The Venezuelan oil tycoon has come."

"There is indeed something important. I'll come to receive the follow-up. The president will hold an online meeting." The female secretary asked Mr. Simanle, "Do you think it's feasible? The president is willing to ced three percentage points to express his apology to the host."

Even if it is only one percentage point, the win-win amount of this cooperation is a large amount of tens of billions of dollars.

Mr. Simanl smiled: "Venezuela wants to meet him and reminisce about the old days. He invites him to watch the F1 match, not for a percentage point dollar, money doesn't matter."

These people are rich, and even if you give them ten percentage points, they won’t be surprised.

The female secretary bent down and apologized, "Can you delay it for a few days? On behalf of the president, I am sorry for this meeting, sincerely."

Simanl took a look at the 500-square-meter panoramic conference room and left, "We are not in a hurry, just hope he will come again. I'm going to go home to feed the tiger."

Simanl turned back and sincerely invited the female secretary who bowed her head and said she was sorry, "Go to my house for dinner, we will wait for him to come back."
Chapter completed!