Qian San shook his head after reading it: "I haven't seen it."

Cheng ran didn't ask again, "OK, you go."

Qian San was surprised when he heard the speech: "is it over?"

He thought the two people would ask something, but he didn't know much. The point was that he could make money. He was not interested in the secrets of the two organizations.

He can live two more years. After all, if he knows too many organizational secrets, he will soon become the target of public criticism and will be killed by these secrets sooner or later.

Ah Cheng thought the money was a little fun: "listen to what you mean, what else do you want to tell us?"

Qian San waved his hand in a hurry: "no, no, I just think you took a lot of trouble to find me and asked me these?"

Cheng ran sneered in his heart. That's enough to end him.

A Cheng is too lazy to talk to Qian San. He comes forward and says to Cheng ran.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

With that, the two men did not care about Qian San and went straight out of the alley. Qian San looked at their backs and scratched his head.

"What are these two doing?"

After waiting for the car, Cheng ran took the lead in saying to ah Cheng who wanted to speak: "drive the car out first."

Ah Cheng looked around and nodded.

"OK."

When the car drove out of this noisy place to the side of the road, ah Chengcai stopped the car again. He took out the recording pen in his pocket and pressed the switch. There was the sound of Qian San.

Cheng ran said expressionless, "go and deal with the sound, don't appear the content that shouldn't appear, and then find someone to send it to Feng moye."

"Don't worry, sister ran, I'll take care of it." Ah Cheng and his colleagues are proficient in computers one by one. They just deal with some sounds. It's easy for them, but he has a question to ask Cheng ran, "sister ran, I don't quite understand one thing. Just now you asked Qian sanlianhua if he has Feng moye. Maybe he knows. If he asks again..."

He means that maybe he can know some news about Feng moye in Lianhua from Qian San's mouth.

Cheng ran shook his head: "I don't think Qian Sanzheng knows the news about Feng moye in Lianhua. First of all, he is the president of Feng's group in the open, and there is Feng's family behind him as the support point. Even Lianhua doesn't dare to provoke easily, not to mention that his identity is so special. Do you think Lianhua will not hide his identity and let a small servant Qian San know?"

Ah Cheng suddenly realized: "sister ran is still smart. It's my negligence."

"I don't blame you. We all want to know Feng moye's identity in Lianhua. Now it seems that his identity is really not simple, but I'm surprised why he is willing to be in the quagmire of Lianhua. He should know better than me. In an organization like this, there will be problems after a long time. He is not only behind him, but also the whole family, he Not a person who will bet all the bets. "

This is what she doesn't understand most.

Ah Cheng felt that he didn't know what Cheng ran couldn't think of.

"Sister ran, maybe Feng moye also has his difficulties."

"We don't know. Now we only know that Feng moye's position in Lianhua must be unusual."

When she finished, she took back her thoughts and said to ah Cheng.

"Well, this is not what we should know. Let's deal with this first. It's getting late. I'll go back and have a rest."

Otherwise, Feng moye will see that she doesn't wake up again tomorrow. Maybe he will give all the employees a holiday.

Ah Cheng looked at the time. It was really late. It was almost dawn.

"Then I'll send sister ran back first."

"Well, I'll see you at the gate of the secret base at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Remember my words and send Kagawa away."

"OK."

Ah Cheng first sent Cheng ran back. He immediately took the time to deal with the things on his hands. He found someone and gave him a sum of money to bring the processed recording pen to Feng moye.

When Che Jin opens the office door and enters, Feng moye is investigating about Feng Changdong. He is wondering whether Feng Changdong has something to do with any organization. Otherwise, how would he know.

"Mr. Feng, someone below gave me this thing, so you must give it to you. Your doubts are solved."

Feng moye raised his eyes: "what?"

Che Jin hands over the recording pen, Feng moye presses the switch, and there is a dialogue between several people. This voice

"Like Qian San." Che Jin has heard it.

After listening, Feng moye closes the recording pen, frowns tightly, and looks dignified.

"Where's the man who sent the recorder?"

Che Jin replied, "it's gone."

Feng moye didn't ask much, because even if the man was there, it was useless. He must be just a gift giver.

The sound inside seems to have been processed. Obviously, someone deliberately hides his identity.

He turned the recording pen in his hand and thought for a moment before opening his mouth: "go and tell the people in Lianhua that Qian San has a problem and let them deal with it by themselves."

Che Jin didn't understand: "but Mr. Feng, we always have to find out who the person talking to Qian San is, whether what he said is true, and why this person should help us. Don't find someone from the third master to stir up discord."

"No, I suspected that there were women in Lianhua before. I just didn't have time to take care of it. After all, there are so many people in Lianhua. It takes a lot of time to find out."

At that time, he was also thinking of a small man. He couldn't turn out any rough waves, so he didn't let anyone check. However, the person who reported Qian San solved his trouble.

Che Jin nodded: "then I'll inform the people of Lianhua immediately, but President Feng, should we find Qian San first and ask who the person talking to him is."

Feng moye seems to have a bottom in his heart, but he still needs to confirm it again.

"You immediately call the servant and ask if his wife is going out tonight?"

Che Jin was stunned when he heard the speech. For a few seconds, he immediately understood that President Feng was doubting his wife.

He also wanted to know the truth: "OK, I'll call now."

Che Jin quickly dialed the number of the domestic servant and asked.

"Mom Zhang, is Mrs. Zhang at home?"

"My wife doesn't seem to be at home. I don't know whether she went out or where."

Che Jin said with a smile, "OK, I see. Don't let the old man know about it."

Zhang Ma replied, "I see."

After hanging up the phone, Che Jin's admiration for Feng moye rose to another level.

"How does Feng always guess that his wife went to find Qian San?"

"Because between husband and wife, the heart has a little communication."

When Feng moye said this, his eyebrows and tail were slightly picked, which meant that he was a little proud.

Chejin's eyes twitched. He wanted to give himself a big mouth, so why did he kill himself and force others to feed him dog food.