When the general manager of the hotel had just handed the document within one meter of Shangguan Wudao, the special assistant Ahe took the document from his hand unceremoniously, and then respectfully placed it on the sandalwood in front of Shangguan Wudao's seat.
On the table, he said: "Young President, please take a look."
Shangguan Wudao casually picked up the stack of documents in front of him, leaned lazily on the sofa, opened a pair of cold eyes, and began to read roughly and quickly.
[Zhang’s File]——
The owner of the family, Zhang Yicheng, is from Hangzhou. Thirty years ago, he returned from Australia and took over the Zhang Group. In just two years, the turnover of all enterprises under Zhang's name increased significantly, and profits nearly quadrupled.
Madam Lu Shuyuan is an Australian Chinese. She returned to China with Zhang Yicheng thirty years ago. Twenty-eight years ago, when the Zhang family was at its peak, she and Zhang Yicheng got married. However, she passed away due to an accident during childbirth.
The eldest son, Zhang Haoming, an Interpol police officer, was assassinated in Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong two years ago.
The youngest son, Zhang Haotian, is now twenty years old and is in charge of the remaining power of the Zhang family. He is the boss behind many private enterprises in Hangzhou.
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Shangguan Wudao read the document and then threw it aside. At the same time, a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Is this the only person alive in the Zhang family?"
This voice seemed... dozens of times colder than Shangguan Wudao's arrogant and aloof appearance!
"Back to Mr. Zhang, the Zhang family was almost wiped out during the last reshuffle of Hangzhou's upper class. All the Zhang family members died inexplicably. Now the only one left is Zhang Haotian."
The hotel general manager replied tremblingly.
"Humph, this is an advantage for them!" Shangguan Wudao snorted coldly and asked, "Where does Zhang Haotian often hang out now?"
"This...this...this..." The general manager of the hotel stammered and couldn't say a word. The people he sent out almost turned the entire Hangzhou upside down, but they couldn't find any trace of Zhang Haotian. In the vast sea of people,
How easy is it to find someone?
"Trash!" Shangguan Wudao cursed coldly, stood up and said to Ah He, "Go to the diamond world!"
"Yes, Young President!" Ah He opened the door of the conference room for Shangguan Wudao, and Shangguan Wudao strode out quickly.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."
From time to time, a startling apology came from outside the conference room, and the hotel general manager and Ah He rushed out of the door. At the door of the conference room, Shangguan Wudao bumped into Yan Xiaolan, who was passing by to deliver lemon juice.
The lemon juice on Yan Xiaolan's tray suddenly poured onto Shangguan Wudao's white shirt. She was at a loss as she wiped the lemon juice with Shangguan Wudao's hands and apologized repeatedly.
"Yan Xiaolan, you..." The hotel general manager was now ready to die, and Ah He next to him looked at Yan Xiaolan angrily.
"General... General Manager!" When Yan Xiaolan saw the general manager of the hotel, he looked like he wanted to eat her, and she felt that something was wrong.
"How do you know I like to drink lemon juice?" Shangguan Wudao was not only not angry, but also raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.
"???" Looking at Shangguan Wudao's deep eyes, countless question marks kept flashing in Yan Xiaolan's mind. If she told the truth, then she felt that the man in front of her was undoubtedly the kind of sexy person who made people's blood boil.