Fu Yancheng stared at Bai Qian closely, and then uttered three words.
"Old fox."
It was obviously their responsibility to take charge of this matter, but now the old man dragged Fu Yancheng into the water without hesitation.
Bai Qian's eyes narrowed, "I'm the one who keeps your dad safe. Don't you kid know what's good and what's good? I'm also under a lot of pressure. Otherwise, if there's anyone in our group who has an extreme personality, I'll just give him to you."
It's possible that Sheng Mian and your brother gave that kind of medicine. Boy from the Fu family, you have to understand that when we sit in this position, who's family has not sacrificed a few people for the country? The love between children is not worth mentioning in the face of the righteousness of the family and the country.
, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Those who can reach our position are those who can give up everything. Those who cannot give up anything will ultimately become nothing."
Fu Yancheng's body was instantly enveloped in an aura of hostility.
Bai Qian raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
"One more thing, please forgive your grandpa. The old man lived a cool life, but he was so regretful when he left. Those pinholes on your brother's body would scare everyone who saw them, not to mention that he was his grandson before he left.
I only favored your brother when I was young, but he is much better than those in the Fu family."
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, and Bai Qian was afraid that this kid would get into trouble.
"Boy from the Fu family, you and I are in the same camp, and only I know your secret identity. Old man, I have to protect you even if I lose my life."
*
Sheng Mian did not go to the company today, but stayed in Yujingyuan. She kept checking the information about dual personality.
This is a mental illness. In some cases of dual personality, the main personality is aware of the existence of the secondary personality. In some cases of dual personality, neither side is aware of the existence of the other personality.
Current data shows that some people have had more than a hundred split personalities at most, and they experience a different life every day.
Sitting in front of the computer, she always felt that He Zhou's eyes looking at her were very familiar.
That sense of aggression is like a tarsal maggot.
Holding the mouse with his fingertips, he kept browsing the news.
Finally, she sighed slightly and decided to go back to the company.
It is already evening now, and the public opinion on the Internet has long since subsided. Netizens no longer criticize Shengmian or the company.
Wen Zhao's popularity has risen again, and the company has no problems for the time being.
However, Shengmian still makes people pay close attention to the progress of each drama. After all, there is still a Sang Tinggu watching eagerly.
She still doesn't know Sang Tingyu's methods.
Entering the top floor of the company, she saw Wen Zhao standing alone in the distance of the corridor, with his manager not following him.
She walked over.
"Wen Zhao, what are you doing here alone? Did something happen to the crew?"
Most people on the top floor are not here tonight. Everyone stayed up late some time ago. As soon as it is time to get off work in the past two days, everyone will rush home to catch up on their sleep.
The lights in the corridor began to flicker. Just as Sheng Mian was about to take a step back, she saw that the man had turned around.
Her pupils shrank slightly, and before she could call for help, she fainted.
Ten minutes later, the employees who were still in the company only saw a cleaning worker pushing a trash can down the stairs. Because it was so common, no one paid much attention to it.
The cleaner pushed the trash can to the underground parking lot, opened the lid, and found the unconscious Sheng Mian curled up inside.
He took out a syringe, injected the drug into her body, and then pushed her into the trunk.
Shengmian is completely unconscious.
The man went to the front to drive, and he was wearing a pair of thin gloves on his hands, which looked indistinguishable from his skin to the naked eye.
His entire body was disguised, and if you didn't take a closer look, you wouldn't be able to recognize who he was.