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Chapter 102 That boy is finished!

The rooftop of the Crowne Plaza Hotel is designed as a Sanya-style garden bar.

There are many flowers inside, and there is also a swimming pool hidden inside.

The piano was playing by the swimming pool and the little girl playing the euphonium was performing. An old man hurriedly came in from the back door and walked by without looking at her, interrupting the performance.

The little girl looked displeased, but she didn't dare to scold him: This garden bar is membership-only, and you must be a senior member of the Crowne Plaza Hotel to enter.

And the senior members of this hotel are all celebrities, and they are not something she, a busker, can afford to offend.

What's more, this old man walks like a tiger and has a reserved and dangerous temperament all over his body, which makes people feel even more profound.

This old man is Zhou Wenqian.

Walking to the night view platform at the edge of the rooftop, Zhou Wenqian said hello to Song Qingci who was holding on to the railing to look at the scenery: "Miss."

"Mr. Zhou?"

Song Qingci turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Where's Sister Shuang?"

"I've already gone to the appointment. I'm going to have a meal with Jiang Daochuan. I don't need to accompany you."

Mr. Zhou said calmly: "There are more important things now, miss. Just now..."

It took a few minutes for Zhou Wenqian to explain a series of events including Song Wanshuang falling into the river. After listening, Song Qingci's face changed drastically: "What? The USB flash drive No. 1 was lost?"

"Shh, this matter is top secret. Miss, please keep your voice down."

Zhou Wenqian looked around.

Seeing that all the gentlemen and ladies around were drinking and chatting, and no one was paying attention, he continued: "Madam has locked the target. I need to dispatch some people to deal with this matter."

Zhou Wenqian is looking for help from Song Celadon.

He and Song Wanshuang had just arrived in Jiangzhou and had no basic base. However, Song Qingci had been here for a while and had already developed some influence.

"Okay, I have transferred people from the defense system from abroad. Mr. Zhou, please come to the company with me later, and I will tell them that your words are mine."

"good."

Zhou Wenqian smiled, turned around and got a glass of wine. Song Qingci, who was standing at the rooftop bar of the Crowne Plaza Hotel, still had a headache: the Huaibei Fund was too big.

There are also many enemies.

She was kidnapped when she first came to Jiangzhou. When Song Wanshuang came, even the USB flash drive was stolen.

USB flash drive No. 1 is very important. It records a series of arrangements of the Huaibei Fund in Asia. It was always carried by Song Wanshuang.

On weekdays, Song Wanshuang's protection was quite good, but today the people he secretly protected were spread out a little further.

As a result, this happened.

"Sister Shuang must be very angry."

Song Qingci murmured, and Zhou Wenqian swung his wine glass and couldn't help but sigh: "She hates others taking advantage of her love for her deceased son, and is going to be cruel to that person. I'm going down first, that South Korean film and television company

The person seems to have something to do with me."

"Um."

Song Qingci nodded casually, and the appearance of a young man emerged in her mind: That person is also named Yang Bei.

The first time she saw it, she was shocked for a long time.

Later I found out it was just a coincidence.

It won't be him that Sister Shuang meets tonight, right?

No, that Yang Bei has a very aloof temper, and he can't pretend to be someone else's son or steal things.

It should be someone sent by a foreign plutocrat, pretending to be Yang Bei.

or--

Song Qingci turned her attention to the north: "The Chen family in Yanjing may be their actions."

Song Qingci's muttering to herself could no longer be heard after Zhou Wenqian walked away. When he returned to his room, Cui Yuen and the bodyguard were already respectfully guarding the door.

After asking about the trouble that occurred in the afternoon, Zhou Wenqian frowned: "You guys really know when to get into trouble. What's the situation with your manager now?"

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Park is already in the intensive care unit of the hospital. Her condition is not easy to say."

Cui Yuen's bodyguard bowed his back and said with some embarrassment: "The doctor said that the most optimistic scenario is that he will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. If there is no suitable liver, it will basically be over."

"No hope?"

Zhou Wenqian frowned slightly and asked.

Cui Yuen's bodyguard sighed: "There is one person who can save it, but... now there is a video on the Internet. If it continues to spread, it will have a very negative impact on our company. You see."

With that said, he handed over his mobile phone and showed it to Zhou Wenqian.

Cui Yuen wanted to stop him, but he also knew that the matter had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Who would have thought that among his idiot fans, there would be a passerby who filmed the whole process?

Once things get serious, his reputation will be ruined.

Because the shooting angle was from the periphery, Zhou Wenqian did not see the whole picture when watching the video, and could only roughly understand what happened.

I heard that there was a doctor who could cure Manager Park's illness, but the price was that Choi Woo-eun snorted after slapping himself in the face and apologizing.

Cui Yuen immediately felt excited.

He is considered a highly praised star in the company, and people are fawning over him wherever he goes.

But in front of Zhou Wenqian, he was nothing.

Because of Zhou Wenqian's words, the entire company was shut down along with him. This time Song Wanshuang came to Jiangzhou with not many people, and Cui Yuen was just a shield.

Otherwise, neither Cui Yuen nor Cui Yuen would be qualified to meet Zhou Wenqian.

Zhou Wenqian, as for Zhou Wenqian, didn't want to make this matter a big deal. It would be best to reduce the big issue to a trivial matter and resolve the matter as soon as possible. He said calmly: "Go and apologize, don't make it too public..."

Just as he said this, Zhou Wenqian suddenly noticed Yang Bei on the screen.

Startled.

How does this person look like the person who was recorded on the camera and rescued Song Wanshuang from the lake, that is, the person who stole the USB flash drive?

Could it be him?

Zhou Wenqian had immediately arranged for someone to investigate the camera records and find out who Yang Bei was.

But it also takes time. Those people haven't come back yet - the intelligence system in Jiangzhou hasn't been established yet.

But the person in the video now is actually the person Song Wanshuang talks about.

What a coincidence.

Cui Yuen didn't know the surprise in Zhou Wenqian's heart, so he nodded repeatedly: "I, I understand, I will apologize right away..."

"etc."

Zhou Wenqian called out to him. He paused the video, stared at Yang Bei on the screen for a while and said, "Don't worry about this matter for now. The media is trying not to treat it coldly. This person is still talking to you."

If you got mixed up, I'm afraid it was premeditated, huh!"

Huh?

Why is it different from what you imagined?

Cui Yuen and the bodyguard were both stunned for a moment.

They didn't know why Zhou Wenqian suddenly changed his mind, but they heard clearly that his last word "hum" was filled with chills.

Looking at it like this, it seems that Mr. Zhou and that Yang Bei have a grudge?

Instantly, Cui Yuen felt happy.

Isn’t that guy very arrogant? Doesn’t he want me to slap myself in the face and apologize?

He actually offended Mr. Zhou——

Now Cui Yuen only has one thought in his mind: That boy is finished!

"Ah sneeze!"

After Yang Bei changed his clothes, he still felt cold all over.

The chill almost seeped out from his bones and slowly spread throughout his body, so no matter how tightly he wore it, he couldn't resist the chill.

This was because he was quick to save himself. Just like the time he saved Song Qingci before, he almost lost consciousness.

This is a stubborn disease!

When Yang Bei was fished out of the Yangtze River by the old man five years ago, in addition to having multiple wounds all over his body, his physical condition also became particularly poor.

To use the old man's words to describe him, he is: he is a person who has entered the underworld.

Except for his wonderful rejuvenation, no one can save Yang Bei from the gate of hell!


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