Chapter 1173

Ouyang Qingan is not in a hurry.

He has plenty of time to pry open Yang Zhenzhen's mouth sooner or later.

Yang Zhenzhen raised his eyes and looked at him, followed by lowering his head. There was panic and helplessness in his eyes.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Ouyang Qing'an was indeed right.

She has become like this and has an inseparable relationship with Yang Xiong.

"Let me show you something."

Ouyang Qing'an saw that she was still wavering and clapped her hands. Lin Qin was very sensible and brought a large screen computer. According to his request, he began to play a video.

The protagonist of the video is Yang Xiong.

The content shows that he is drunk in the bar.

The time of video shooting clearly shows that it is now.

"This is surveillance."

Ouyang Qing'an asked Lin Qin to pass the mobile phone to Yang Zhenzhen, and then said, "call him. As long as he is willing to pick you up or give you money, I'll let you go, or I'll send you to president Zhang's house."

At last, Ouyang Qing'an smiled.

His smile was cold and Yang Zhenzhen shivered.

If you let president Zhang's wife see herself, can you spare her?

It must be another beating!

She couldn't help it. She simply clenched her teeth and dialed Yang Xiong's phone. Listening to the long busy sound inside, the light in her eyes gradually faded.

"I said."

Yang Zhenzhen opened his mouth. Ouyang Qing'an immediately asked Lin Qin to take a pen and paper and record with his mobile phone.

She said a lot about Yang Xiong's black material.

Yang Xiong is a fickle man. With a little money, he engages in promiscuous sex relations with people by relying on money relations, and has kept a lot of little stars.

This is more than that. He has sex with some big stars, such as Su Ruoxi.

"In fact, these are secondary. He... Also has an unclear relationship with those people. He gives money and those people help him settle the trouble. I have to obey."

Those people?

Ouyang Qing'an picked his eyebrows and looked at Yang Zhenzhen.

If he understands correctly, it's black.

Yang Zhenzhen didn't look at him anymore. He just said it to himself and shook off Yang Xiong's black history.

At the end, Lin Qin couldn't help feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, when bad people have some money, they will intensify their efforts to spread the evil in their soul. Yang Xiong is the most true portrayal.

After Yang Zhenzhen finished, Ouyang Qing'an fulfilled his promise, but he couldn't let her go now. He had to wait two days and bring down Yang Xiong.

He went out of the basement with Lin Qin and stood outside the villa.

"Shake off Yang Xiong's black material."

Ouyang Qing'an looked at Lin Qin, "you know what to do."

"Of course."

Lin Qin nodded slightly and smiled at Ouyang Qing'an.

"President, you can rest assured."

An hour later, Yang Xiong's black material flew all over the Internet.

Keeping, black, squeezing new people, tax evasion

A series of black material evidences were conclusive. While people were surprised, someone secretly reported him to the top, and his company was also investigated.

All projects were closed, and many cooperation was forced to terminate.

The shares of Yang's group, not to mention, fell again and again.

After receiving the news, Lin Qin reported to Ouyang Qing'an for the first time.

"President, Yang's group's current stock has fallen by the limit. It is visually estimated that he will lose billions. If there is no return of funds, Yang will certainly go bankrupt."

"Well, I see."

Ouyang Qing'an waved his hand and asked Lin Qin to keep busy. He turned on the computer himself.

He has to keep reading the documents.

As for Yang Shi, now is not the time for him to take action. We have to wait.

He turned his face and looked at the computer next to him. He noticed Yang's stock. Ouyang Qing'an thought and moved his fingers.

Yang Xiong, aren't you short of money? Let me help you.

The next second, he bought a large number of shares of Young's group.

But Ouyang Qing'an's funds can't help Yang Xiong. Yang Xiong is now in a daze at the empty office.

"Where are the people?"

He yelled and threw the scattered files on the desk to the ground.

A man in a hurry passed by. Yang Xiong saw him and grabbed his collar.