Zhao Qiqing was a little uncomfortable with this kind of eyes. She raised her feet and left her original position. She sat on the other side of the sofa and sat opposite an Zirui.
She didn't care about the previous answer, just pulled the corners of her mouth: "I don't care what you're planning, I won't go back to settle down with you."
Unexpectedly, an Zirui shook his head, "I don't want you to go back and settle down."
"What are you doing here?"
An Zirui picked up the half empty coffee again. "I want to ask your father. Have you really decided?"
"What do you mean?" Zhao Qiqing's eyes narrowed.
She has stopped taking notes. What else do you want?
Anlin's killing Zhao's father is a pain in her heart. She can only give everything to the law.
Other things, she really doesn't want to care anymore.
An Zirui saw Zhao Qiqing's disgust and explained, "I don't mean that. My father's case will be heard live in the city. Do you know what this means?"
Zhao Qiqing didn't speak, but she couldn't help clutching her clothes.
"Qiangwei group's means of making a fortune are disgraceful, but at least it has developed in city a for so many years. It is the painstaking efforts of my father and the lifeblood of city A. once the trial is broadcast live, the impact will not be a Qiangwei group."
Shopping malls are like battlefields, with changeable situations. Every small change may cause explosive effects.
Not to mention Qiangwei group, it's not too much to say that it's moving the whole body with one hair.
"That's not what I worry about. The reshuffle will happen sooner or later. Maybe it's a good change for city A."
In recent years, if it had not been for the checks and balances of heaven, I'm afraid the powerful power would have been dominated by one.
There are many monopolies in various industries. The economy of city a seems to be prosperous, but in fact it has long been decadent.
An Zirui was stunned. It seemed that she didn't expect Zhao Qiqing to see the problem so thoroughly.
But when I think of Fu xishen, I don't think it's strange.
"Have you really decided?" An Zirui closed his eyes and opened them again. His attitude was much softer than that just now.
"He should pay the price he should bear." Zhao Qiqing went too far and obviously didn't want to continue this topic.
"What if I said uncle Zhao was also involved in the misappropriation of public funds?"
"What are you talking about?!"
"Teng" ground, Zhao Qiqing bounced from the sofa, and her red eyes exposed Zhao Qiqing's mood.
"The accounts at that time were indeed made by his father. That's right, but you can go back and look at the accounts of Sheng Hui in that year. In the accounts in April, Sheng Hui tendered a piece of land, and the price was very high. Obviously, it was a very means."
"At that time, my father was on a business trip in country Z and didn't come back until mid May. If you don't believe it..."
"Enough!"
Zhao Qiqing suddenly shouted and stopped what an Zirui wanted to say again.
Despite an Zirui's consternation, Zhao Qiqing ordered to leave again, "I still have work to do. If there's nothing wrong, please leave first."
An Zirui's eyes darkened, stood up and put the coffee cup back.
"In that case, I'll go first, Qiqing. No matter how you choose in the end, I'll always be your brother and settling down will always be your home."
"Walk slowly." Zhao Qiqing tilted her head and didn't turn around to see an Zirui.
"Mr. Zhao... Sorry, I shouldn't have let him come." After an Zirui left, Du xiatong came in with a look of chagrin.
In the face of an Zirui's request, she can't refuse.
Zhao Qiqing withdrew her hand holding her forehead. "It's all right. Sooner or later, he will come to me. How's the cooperation over Qin Fang?"
Zhao Qiqing obviously doesn't want to continue this topic. She turns over the documents on her desk and shifts the topic.
Du xiatong was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly said, "Oh, oh, I've been following."
"Well, you go out first." Zhao Qiqing waved her hand and couldn't see any expression on her face.
But after Du xiatong left, she opened the drawer. In the empty drawer, only a silver USB flash disk lay quietly.
Zhao Qiqing took it in her hand and reflected the fine light because of the sunshine outside the window.
An Zirui's words are still ringing in his ears. The report in April, the report in April
"Ding Dong -"
The computer uploaded the prompt sound of successful reading of USB flash disk. Zhao Qiqing moved the mouse and finally opened the file inside.
One by one, Zhao Qiqing's heart sank.
An Zirui is right. During that time in April, an Lin was really not in city a, so this report was not made by an Lin
She suddenly fell into confusion. Did Zhao's father really
Zhao Qiqing's body is getting cold, like falling into an ice cellar.
Just then, the mobile phone rang, which was a news push message.
After a long hesitation, she still clicked:
"An Lin, President of Qiangwei group, is suspected of embezzlement of public funds by Zhao Tianyu, President of Shenghui five years ago. He will be heard in public in three days. Next is a detailed report..."
Zhao Qiqing's face turned white. Did she really do something wrong
Suddenly, a new message from Fu xishen popped up on wechat: [down.]
Zhao Qiqing gently tapped her finger on the screen: [what?]
Then, Fu xishen sent a picture. Zhao Qiqing opened it. It was the door of Shenghui Company. In the picture, only Fu xishen's bony hand on the steering wheel was exposed.
Zhao Qiqing unconsciously moved her body forward to alleviate her strange mood.
About a few minutes later, she picked up her cell phone again: [what are you doing here?]
Fu xishen replied in seconds: [down, or I'll go up.]
Don't! I'll go down to you
Zhao Qiqing replied in a hurry. Thinking of the great sensation caused by Fu xishen's coming to Sheng Hui every time, she got a big head.
After sending the message, Zhao Qiqing hurried to the direction of the elevator without waiting for Fu xishen's reply.
At the gate of Shenghui Company.
Zhao Qiqing walked to the familiar Maybach and knocked on the window.
The window opened, revealing the man's knife cut side face.
"What are you doing here?" Zhao Qiqing adjusted her breathing and tried to make herself look less panting.
Fu xishen reached out to take down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked up at Zhao Qiqing. There was an incomprehensible emotion in his deep eyes.
Zhao Qiqing was stunned by the look in her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to step back, but the next second, Fu xishen opened the door and walked down, clasping her wrist.
"What are you doing?"
I don't know if it's Zhao Qiqing's illusion. Zhao Qiqing feels that her clasped wrist is slightly hot.
"Get in the car."
Fu xishen made a low voice and took Zhao Qiqing's hand directly to the car.
"Ah --"
Zhao Qiqing exclaimed. She only felt a whirl of heaven and earth. When she came back, she had already sat on Fu xishen's lap.