"I didn't expect that either!" The man smiled bitterly, and then asked nervously: "Do you think he won't even let us go?"
"Don't scare yourself. If he wants to kill us, why would he send you this recording? It's not necessary! Do you know who this person is?"
Li Qian was not afraid at all. What he was worried about was that the man told his uncle Zhang Junyi about the deduction of workers' wages. If his uncle found out about this, he would have to break his legs.
After hearing Li Qian's analysis, the man calmed down and felt that what Li Qian said made sense.
"I don't know, he used an anonymous mobile phone card, and his voice was also processed with a voice changer." The man shook his head.
"In this case, you can find a way to ask him out at night and see what he wants to do. If it's just for money, just give him a hush money." Li Qian said to the man.
The next day, Yunshui Group in Sioux City held a promotion event in Times Square, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going to buy.
No matter what kind of product it is these days, as long as it is on sale, it will definitely attract people to watch it, so in less than one morning, a large amount of inventory was sold.
At the same time, in the office of the president of Mousse, Chen Jianzheng, the president of Mousse, stood in front of a young man and said very respectfully: "Yunshui Group held a promotion event in Times Square and sold a large amount of it in just one morning.
Hoarding of medicines.”
If the employees of Mousse Company saw that their boss was so respectful to a young man, and even reported his work like a subordinate, they would be very surprised. In fact, the real boss behind this company is not Chen Jian at all.
But the young man in front of me.
As for why he hid in the dark and let Chen Jian be the corporate legal person on the surface, only the young man himself understands.
"Oh...Is there such a thing? Xie Muyun thought that he could turn around in this way. It was simply a wishful thinking. He ordered us to hold an anti-neoplastic activity in Times Square, and it was just opposite Yunshui. The price was one level lower than theirs. I
I want to see if anyone else wants to buy his stuff." A sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.
"But if we do this, we will lose money." Chen Jian said worriedly.
"Just lose money! As long as you can bring down Yunshui Group, it doesn't matter how much money you lose!" The young man looked indifferent.
"Okay!" Chen Jian had no choice but to tell the people below to do it. After all, he was the boss behind the scenes. He was just working for others. For his own dream, he could only obey the young man unconditionally.
man's orders.
Soon in the afternoon, people in the square discovered that a new stall suddenly appeared opposite the Yunshui Group. The things they sold were cheaper than those at the Yunshui side, so the people who originally gathered at the Yunshui side
Everyone was attracted towards Yunshui. For a moment, no one cared about Yunshui, not a single person.
"It's really unreasonable, it's too much to bully someone!" In the living room of Xie's villa, Xie Muyun slapped his palm on the coffee table, with a burst of anger on his face.
"Uncle, why are you so angry? At the very least, we already know that Mousse Company's suppression of Yunshui Group is indeed deliberately targeting you, uncle!" Lin Fan, who was sitting opposite Xie Muyun, said calmly.
Xie Muyun naturally understood, but he just couldn't help but want to be angry.
"Uncle, have you ever offended this Chen Jian? Otherwise, why would you deliberately target you?" Lin Fan asked.
"Absolutely not. I didn't know him at all before, and I didn't even interact with him. How could there be any grudge?" Xie Muyun shook his head without even thinking about it.
"Then this is strange. Since there is no grudge, why would he target Yunshui Group? It's a bit unreasonable." Lin Fan pinched his chin with a strange look on his face. He felt that there was something fishy in this matter, so he thought
After a while, he said to Xie Muyun: "Uncle, you know Chen Jian's address. Please tell me Chen Jian's address."
Although he didn't understand why Lin Fan wanted Chen Jian's address, Xie Muyun still told Lin Fan.
His eyes returned to the East China Sea again.
Several police cars were parked on the construction site of Beicheng Cinema. Under a high-rise building that had not yet been fully built, several policemen surrounded the crime scene with yellow spokes. Many workers were pointing inside.
There was a lot of pointing and discussion.
The successive accidents and murders on the construction site have made them very worried. No one is sure whether it will be their turn next.
At this time, at the place where the deceased fell, a young male forensic doctor said to Zhang Feng and Lin Shiya: "Based on the conclusion drawn from the on-site investigation, the deceased should have been pushed down from the tall building and killed on the spot!"
The two of them frowned, and then a policeman ran over covered in sweat and said: "Captain, the information about the deceased you asked me to check has been released."
Zhang Feng signaled him to speak quickly.
So the policeman breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The deceased's name is Wu Rui. He was 38 years old. He was an engineering captain in the construction team of Hang Seng Group and was responsible for supervising the construction of the movie theater."
"That's the contractor!" Zhang Feng said. He didn't have much fondness for this term because in recent years, it has been common for contractors to deduct wages from workers.
"You can say that." The policeman was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Team Zhang, do you think it's possible that these cases are related to the same person?" Lin Shiya suddenly asked.
Zhang Feng nodded immediately. Because these cases all happened in the same place, Lin Shiya's statement was very likely.
"If it's the same person, what is the murderer's motive?" Zhang Feng couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he could only have someone collect the body and then lead his men to gather up the team.
What no one noticed was that a panicked man was leaving quickly. This man was Li Qian, and the deceased who was pushed down from the tall building was the middle-aged man who was talking to him last night.
Li Qian got into his car in a panic. Just as he was about to start the car, he received a call from an unknown number. He hesitated for a moment and answered the call.
"Mr. Li Qian Li!" A very strange voice came out on the phone. It was obvious that it had been processed by a transformer. Obviously, the other party did not want Li Qian to guess his identity.
"Who are you?" Li Qian asked warily.
"Didn't you ask Wu Rui to come to me yesterday?" The strange voice came again.
"It was you...Wu Rui was pushed down from the stairs by you?" Li Qian asked in horror.
"That's right! I believe you have seen Wu Rui's fate just now, right?" The other party said in a leisurely manner, but it felt very strange to Li Qian's ears, especially when the other party's voice was transformed.
Processed by the processor.
"What do you want?" Li Qian asked, trying to calm down the panic in his heart. (To be continued)