Chapter 15

Yan Xi's hands and feet are all tied up and can't move at all.

But the phone still kept ringing. She clenched her teeth and wriggled to get out of the bathtub to answer the phone.

Li Yichen is too cruel. Her hands and feet are tied with a rope. No matter how hard she tries, she can't get rid of the rope.

Yan Xi is lying on her back in the bathtub, her round apricot eyes are empty and hopelessly looking at the ceiling, and her face is very pale.

There was a dizziness in her mind. She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

On the 50th floor of the world trade center, Jin Zongliang holds a cup of freshly brewed and steaming coffee in his hand. Yan Xi's phone has never been answered.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the empty desk not far away from him.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, but Yan Xi still doesn't come to work.

Although Jin Zongliang didn't want to admit it, his mood was easily affected by Yan Xi.

Will Yan Xi What really happened? Was it because of last night that she was really stimulated?

No, absolutely not. There are too many things she has not said clearly. She must not disappear like this! Jin Zongliang thought to himself.

Maybe it's because he saw the picture last night. At this time, his heart fell into a kind of extreme uneasiness. He can't sit still any more. He has to find Yan Xi.

Jin Zongliang picked up the phone and said, "Kris, come to my office."

Before Yan Xi became Jin Zongliang's secretary to the president, Kris had always been Jin Zongliang's personal assistant. Now with Yan Xi, Kris retired to the "second line". Although he claimed to be the chief executive, he actually did the job of personal assistant.

Soon, Kris arrived at Jin Zongliang's office.

"Boss, any instructions." Kris's head is politely lowered.

His stature is tall, and his business suit is stiff. His clothes are the same all year round.

When Jin Zongliang goes out to talk about some small businesses, he doesn't show up directly at all. Kris is his spokesman.

"I want to go out and do something. If there is anything in the company, please contact me at any time."

Jin Zongliang said, while very neatly signed his name on a contract.

On the other side of the table, there are piles of papers waiting for Jin Zongliang.

The company has just been transformed. Jin Zongliang has to deal with a lot of affairs every day, but at the moment, he just wants to make sure what happened to Yan Xi.

"OK, boss, no problem." Kris replied, in a respectful, emotionless tone, never sloppy.

Having followed Jin Zongliang for so many years, this is a habit Kris has developed.

"Well." Jin Zongliang stood up, picked up his clean suit coat without a fold from the seat back of the top calfskin, and walked to the door.

Kris watched as Jin Zongliang left.

Jin Zongliang walked to the door and suddenly turned around. His face was facing the sun. He could not see any expression, but his eyes were more serious than just now. It seemed that there was something very important to tell Kris.

"Boss, what else can I do for you?"

"I want to investigate one thing." Jin Zongliang's tone was calm without any fluctuation.

"Boss, you said."

"No, to be exact, it's investigating a person." Jin Zongliang stopped for a moment. Jin Zongliang is not sure about this person. He can't estimate what the final result will be.

"Jin Yongguo." Jin Zongliang clearly said the name word by word.

There was a surprise on Kris's expressionless face. He didn't expect that Jin Zongliang would ask him to investigate Jin Yongguo and call him by his name.

Jin Yongguo, the father of Jin Zongliang, is the real authority behind Jin's group.

He was suspicious and cold-blooded, and his position in Jin's group could not be shaken. Kris was very surprised that Jin Zongliang wanted to investigate Jin Yongguo.

"Boss, are you sure it's Mr. Jin?"

"Why, didn't you hear clearly?" Jin Zongliang raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes were firm.

"I want to investigate, ten years ago. Help me find the most reliable detective company in the country, the sooner the better. " Jin Zongliang carefully rolled up the cuffs of his suit and arranged the neckline of his white shirt.

"All right, boss, I'll do it." Kris replied that he never dared to say no to Jin Zongliang's request.

It was afternoon, and the setting sun was beginning to shine. Jin Zongliang's angular face was shining in the sun with a warm light. He nodded to Kris, then turned and walked to the elevator.

Half an hour later, Jin Zongliang arrived at Yan Xi's downstairs.

He has already known the address of Yan Xi's family in the employee file, this is his first time to this place.It's very dilapidated here. In the past, the short house had only five stories, and there were many messy weeds on the wall, some high and some low, as if no one had cleaned it for many years.

Around the house sporadically parked a few old cars, next to the dustbin overhead hovering piles of flies, buzzing in the air, a smell of rotten smell.

Jin Zongliang's heart trembled slightly.

He didn't expect Yan Xi to live in such a place. He always heard that Li Yichen's family had some influence, but he didn't think it was so poor.

Jin Zongliang stepped on the gas pedal and made a huge engine noise. The car just stopped in an empty seat beside the building.

He is driving a Rolls Royce top sports car, which is a global limited edition. There are only five cars in the world. At this time, Jin Zongliang's car seems to be out of place with the whole environment.

After parking the car, he went into the door of Yan Xi's house. There was a lot of dust in the corridor. He stepped on the ground and made a slight sound.

Yan Xi's house is on the fourth floor. Jin Zongliang didn't hesitate too much and rang the doorbell. In fact, until he rang the doorbell, he didn't know what to say when he saw Yan Xi.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one came to open it.

Maybe not at home, Jin Zongliang thought to himself.

He suddenly felt that it was beneath him to come to Yan Xi's house in this way, and he was ready to turn around and leave here. At this time, he suddenly heard something inside the house.

Jin Zongliang leaned over and put his ear close to the door. It was a dull crashing sound, as if there was a faint wailing sound from a woman's throat.

Is Is it Yan Xi?

Jin Zongliang continued to ring the doorbell crazily. The sound inside seemed to be louder, but still no one came to open the door.