C1235

Outside the house, there is a circle of square bamboo.

Sunlight, the ground fell a piece of light and shadow.

Under the breeze, the bamboo leaves make a "rustling" sound, which makes it feel a little desolate.

Buzz

The cell phone in the pocket vibrated.

This sound appears particularly abrupt in the quiet space.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and looked down.

"Uncle, it's me..."

It's Gong Nanling who called.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yiyao squints his pupils and asks in a cold voice.

"Uncle Lin's central factory has found a big problem and needs to report it to you."

Gong Nanling's voice sounds very anxious.

"Good."

Lu Yi answered and hung up the phone.

After such a long period of close investigation, the central factory of the "Lin family" finally found out a big problem. It seems that Gong Nanling and Ding Pei are capable of handling affairs very well.

Lu Yiyao strides to the round table and looks down at the owl who is still leaning on the chair.

"Little night, really do not have to go to the hospital?"

"No

The night owl minister laughed and said again.

"If you have something to do, do it first."

"One step ahead."

Lu Yiyao is not polite. After that, he takes a pen and goes out of the "Underworld room.".

At the door, Zuo is still waiting.

"If you have any questions, please call me right away."

"Yes, Master Lu."

A Zuo nodded slightly.

After seeing Lu Yiyao off, he quickly walks into the "Underworld room" and comes to the owl minister.

"Little Lord, how do you feel now?"

"I didn't Puff... "

Before the owl minister finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth. A Zuo's silver mask splashed down a lot. Soon, blood trickled down the mask.

In the air, the strong smell of rust quickly diluted the strong smell of medicine.

On the ground, there are countless enchanting little red flowers.

"Little master..."

Zuo had no time to take off the mask and knelt on one knee.

“……”

The night owl minister's eyelids closed slowly, and his bright red lips pulled out. He didn't say anything.

"Little master..."

Ah Zuo yelled.

The night owl minister closed his eyes and did not respond.

……

Lu Yi Yao just drove away from the intersection of Qinghe River. His heart tightened violently, and he stepped on the brake.

Chi

The tire rubbed against the ground, causing golden sparks all the way.

The car in the back almost tailed.

The driver was startled. He was about to scold. When he saw the license plate, he shut his mouth.

"What's going on?"

Lu Yiyao's heart "suddenly" jumps fast, Rao is deep breathing, it is difficult to adjust for a moment.

He has never been like this.

What's going on?

Is it because of the owl Lord?

He opened the bottle and took two sips of iced water.

The driver in the back can only wait, and dare not move lightly.

Lu Yi Yao finished drinking water, the situation is a little better. He didn't dare to delay and set off again. The black Maybach is heading for Yunjing 101.

Gong Nanling had to wait for him in the small lounge of the president's office. Seeing him appear, he immediately got up to meet him.

"Uncle..."

"Come in."

Lu Yi takes a look at him and opens the door of the office.

For a few days, he did not come to the Lu group. As soon as it appeared, the staff in all departments were nervous.

"Uncle, this is the encrypted file just sent by Ding Pei."

Gong Nanling walks to Lu Yiyao's desk and hands his pen and electricity to him.

Lu Yiyao sits down and puts his pen down first.

"Uncle, I didn't expect that Lin Yifei actually..."

Gong Nanling didn't finish. She got up and walked to the door of the office, which was complicated.

“……”

Lu Yiyao doesn't care about him and moves the cursor.

On the computer screen, a capital flow chart is displayed.

Those Arabic numerals are like a cold arrow, which flies into the unfathomable ink pupil of the land wing.

“……”

Gong Nanling came over again and sat down, not daring to make a sound.

Ding Pei sent this capital flow table, the amount is huge.

No wonder the holes in the "central factory" can not be blocked.

"Who else has this document been sent to?"

Lu Yiyao looks good and raises his eyebrows. His cold face is covered with frost."It was sent to me. My little aunt has not dared to tell me..."

Gong Nanling is sitting upright, rebellious frown.

"Uncle, do you think you want to send it to her?"

“……”

Lu Yi Yao's face was tight and the cold was wanton.

What he was worried about was not that Lin ange saw the data in the table, but the account where the funds finally flowed.

Bo Yuheng.

That's right.

These funds eventually went to Bo Yuheng's private account. In spite of the secrecy, it was found out.

How to avoid Lin ange?

Lu Yiyao is in trouble.

"Uncle..."

Gong Nanling thought about it and said calmly.

"My brother-in-law, I think I want to hide it. I'm afraid it won't be long. Or just tell my little aunt... "

"You go down first."

Lu Yi turned on her pen and her eyebrows sank.

"Good."

Gong Nanling stood up, turned and went out of the door.

Go downstairs, go back to your office and sit down on the bench. Brow still did not stretch open, on the contrary still more Cu more tight.

He did not know that Bo Yuheng was Lin ange's own father. Therefore, some people don't understand why Lu Yiyao is hiding lin'an'ge.

Ding Pei went to the central factory for such a long time, if there is no result, Lin ange will be suspicious.

It's better to tell her now, so as not to worry about her all the time.

But Lu Yi refused, and he had no way.

"Forget it..."

Gong Nanling said helplessly, took the document on the table and looked at it.

Lu Yi Yao dials the inside line telephone, let Ni Yang give him a cup of black coffee to come in.

"Your coffee, president."

Soon, Ni Yang came in with his steaming coffee.

"Well."

Lu Yi Yao coldly should a, did not look up, deep Zhan eyes light has been falling on the computer screen.

"President, will you go to tomorrow's investment fair?"

Ni Yang gently put down his coffee, stood upright and asked politely.

"Let the little palace pass."

"Yes."

Ni Yang turns around and just wants to go, Lu Yiyao calls her again.

"You will go with him tomorrow."

"Oh?"

Ni Yang Leng for a moment, uneasy should a.

"Yes, president."

Lu Yiyao said nothing more.

Ni Yang returned to the work station, feeling a little nervous.

In previous years, Lu Yiyao would personally attend the investment fairs, accompanied by Ding mo. I didn't expect that he let her and Gong Nanling attend this year.

He asked Gong Nanling to participate, and she could understand. After all, Gong Nanling is the future successor of the Lu family group. This kind of big scene will certainly be indispensable in the future. And she?

Gong Nanling has her own secretary. Why should she accompany her?

Does Lu Yiyao still have some distrust of Gong Nanling? Or

Ni Yang is getting more and more nervous after a daydream.

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