Chapter 572

One night, Jiang muxiao didn't come back. Although there was a phone call in the middle, because she was angry, Fang Qing answered the phone.

It's very short. It probably means that I won't be back tonight.

It seems that this time things are really big.

However, what happened in the end, she was totally ignorant, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, confused.

If Jiang muxiao keeps a secret from her, it must be a very serious matter.

Think about it and know that it should be dealing with the Liao family.

More irritable, she turned over to get up, went to the balcony, blowing cold wind.

However, at this time, almost everyone in the Jiangshi group was in a war.

"Immediately estimate the value of this project, I need to use..."

"Have you found a company to work with the Liao family?"

"Hurry up, the president's office has already called to urge you. Hurry up?"

“……”

In the president's office, there was a solemn silence.

“……”

Yang Hongzhan looks warily at Jiang muxiao.

"How much has Liao invested in this project?"

"About a billion."

At last, Yang Hong breathes a sigh of relief when he hears Jiang muxiao's voice. Suddenly, the Liao family has an extra helper, which makes it impossible for the Liao family to lose money in this project.

Besides, it seems that the other party is quite capable.

"Find out who's behind the scenes controlling the new company?"

Jiang muxiao sat on the sofa, facing the wall and asked in a deep voice.

From Yang Hong's view, Jiang muxiao seems to be looking at the scenery.

"No, no news at all."

It's also the biggest headache.

Jiang Mu Xiao cocked his legs, and his face was unpredictable: "there are only two kinds of people in a city, one is the Lu family, the other is the dead."

Yang Hong's body trembled, "the president's meaning is that the Lu family is playing tricks, but the Lu family and the Jiang family, who have been friends for many years, should not do such a thing?"

"What's the matter with Lu Chengcheng?"

Jiang muxiao's words suddenly changed.

Yang Hong quickly replied: "this matter, the police insisted that the other side has a history of mental illness, there is no way to do such a thing, and Li Lingzi has never admitted that Lu Chengcheng instigated."

"Psychosis..." He nodded, is really a good excuse, suddenly, eyes a coagulation, "send people to follow Lu Chengcheng, this woman is very cunning, tell them to be careful."

"Yes." Yang Hong nodded and looked at Jiang muxiao.

Jiang muxiao's fingers slowly lifted up and pointed on the armrest of the sofa. After a long time, he said softly, "go."

Yang Hong was slow for a few seconds before he came over and walked out of the office.

Just walked to the elevator, a large group of people surrounded Yang Hong, eager to ask.

"Assistant Yang, assistant Yang, will we lose our jobs this time?"

"Yes, yes, when I came here in the morning, I heard a critic say that Liao had to deal with Jiang. What's the matter?"

"Yes, it's said recently that Liao has got a very big project. As long as he completes this business, he can surpass Jiang in minutes. Will our company..."

Finally, several girls around Yang Hong were crying.

Yang Hong was also upset at first, but now he was even more upset when he heard their random guess, and his whole face sank down.

"Gossiping in the company is the last thing the president likes. I hope you can do it yourself."

Then he walked into the elevator.

Press the next floor, only to find their fingers shaking.

Downstairs, at ten o'clock, Jiang's house is still full of lights. This is a rare situation. Even in the early stage of entrepreneurship, there is no such sense of urgency.

Race against time, but some don't know how to race against time.

Walking out of the gate, the cold wind swept his face. He took a look at the quiet street and suddenly missed Xiaohui.

At this point, the phone rings.

He took a look. It was fan wenran.

Picked up, some helpless said: "Miss Fan, I said many times, please don't disturb my life, OK?"

There came a frightened voice: "Yang Hong, I I see Death The dead. "

"Miss Fan, please don't make a joke, OK?"

Yang Hong was about to turn off his mobile phone when he heard a frightened voice coming from there. Then he breathed quickly: "yes It's true Dead Ruan Qingyun She, she is smiling at me... "

Ruan Qingyun?!

Yang Hong in the heart a Deng, this can't be a prank?

Didn't Ruan Qingyun die in that car accident?

Although the whole scene was handled by the police, the autopsy results at that time were indeed Ruan Qingyun himself.Can't you tell me where the fraud is?

Fake?

As soon as Yang Hong's back was cold, he asked aloud, "where are you now?"

However, no one answered him on the other end of the phone.

He looked at the quiet street, his mind ran through a lot of ghost stories of frequent visitors.

He couldn't help quickening his pace.