Chapter 2009： .Dujia

"It's at the back door." Fu Jingting frowned, "Brother, it seems that An Xuan didn't lie. Someone else took it away.

little guy. "

Fu Tingye frowned, and his heart sank fiercely.

Fu Tingye used the fastest speed to ask the people to start searching for Tang Moran's traces around the factory.

However, nothing was found.

From day to night, Tang Moran still had no news.

Fu Tingye sat on the sofa in the living room, his whole body gloomy as if being enveloped by low pressure.

There are constant people coming and going in the living room, but no one dares to make a sound.

Fu Jingting had just returned from the outside, and his face was also ugly.

Steward Qi frowned and carefully pulled Fu Jingting aside.

"Second Young Master, please persuade Young Master, I haven't eaten anything for a day." Manager Qi worried: "How can I go on like this?

Well, the body will collapse, even if you worry about Miss Tang, you have to eat. "

Fu Jingting didn’t get anything in a day, and his mood was equally depressed, and because Tang Moran was lost by him, his heart was even more disturbed.

Blame yourself.

Mr. Qi's words made him extremely irritable.

"Second Young Master, eat some too, the kitchen is ready..."

"Uncle Qi, please don't be busy. You can't find the little one. My brother doesn't want to eat, let him go."

The housekeeper Qi resigned helplessly.

Fu Jingting walked to Fu Jingting pale.

Fu Tingye knelt down without saying a word.

Fu Tingye's eyes were cold: "Get up."

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Fu Tingye sneered: "Can you come back on your knees on Mo'er?"

Fu Jingting bit her lip, her complexion even worse.

"Get up! Wait until I find Mo'er to clean up you."

The people on the side helped Fu Jingting up from the ground.

Fu Jingting was puzzled: "Who else would take away Xiao Budian? Brother, did you offend someone?"

Fu Jingting pursed his lips and said nothing.

In the business field, he would inevitably offend some people, but he didn't expect that the group of people would pay attention to Tang Moran.

Fu Tingye sneered and reached out and handed Fu Jingting a list.

Fu Jingting took a look, and a page was densely packed with names, including some big bosses.

Fu Jingting grinned, took a cold breath, and said in a cold voice, "Brother, you are afraid that you will offend the entire business district.

Right? "

Fu Tingye stared at him with cold eyes: "You have the skill to speak, why don't you go get her back to me, if she is missing

You can weigh the root hair yourself. "

Fu Jingting hummed and left with the list.

Until the next morning, the people sent out finally brought back the news they wanted.

"Mr. Fu, there is news."

Fu Tingye didn't close his eyes overnight, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot eyes, "Did you find out who did it?"

"Well, it's Du Ziang from the Qixiang Group. We transferred to the surveillance video near the factory, where Miss Tang was missing.

At the time, only four vehicles passed the incident stage. After our investigation, the other three vehicles were all passing normal vehicles.

The remaining one drove into the gate of Qixiang Group. Also, we found that Miss Tang has been

Ziang's people have been staring for a long time. "

The assistant sent a stack of photos.

All are images captured by surveillance video.

In these photos, apart from Tang Moran, there are a few people hiding in the dark, staring at Tang Moran sneakily.

Fu Tingye clenched his fists and sneered twice: "Anyone who dares to move me, he is really capable, phone."

"Yes."

Fu Tingye directly dialed Du Ziang's phone.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Tingye was straightforward, "Du Ziang, I limit you to release my people within half an hour, otherwise you will be at your own risk."

Du Ziang didn’t hide it either, he smiled twice, "Fu, don’t worry, I just saw Miss Tang.

I was in such a remote factory and worried about what happened to Miss Tang, so she invited Miss Tang to me. "

"Don't bother Mr. Du. Let her go."

Du Ziang smiled again: "Mr. Fu, I said, Miss Tang is very safe with me, of course, but temporarily.

all. But if Mr. Fu is so aggressive, I can't help but do something. "

Fu Tingye took a deep breath, and a murderous intent gradually filled his eyes: "What do you want, let's talk about it."

"Mr. Fu, the Nanning project is already in the bag of the Fu Group, right?"

Fu Tingye frowned slightly.

He quickly understood what he meant: "Do you want me to withdraw from the bidding for this project?"

"Fu is always a sensible person."

"I will quit."

Fu Tingye immediately replied without thinking about it: "I should be released immediately."

"That's not okay, if I let someone go, and Mr. Fu regrets it, didn't I just go for nothing? Mr. Fu,

After the bidding meeting is over, I will naturally send your beloved baby back safely, and before again, I will ask Mr. Fu

Shaoan and not restless, let your woman be a guest with me for a while. "

Fu Tingye squeezed the phone in an instant.

Du Ziang added: "Fu is always an adult, so don't play the kind of children's game that saves you.

Miss Tang was accidentally injured. "

Fu Tingye's eyes sank again, and his voice was as cold as ice scum falling out.

"Fu Group will withdraw from this tender, but my man, you better stay still."

Du Ziang hung up.

Fu Jingting tilted his head and glanced at Fu Tingye.

Fu Tingye directly ordered his assistant: "Immediately withdraw from the bidding for the Nanning project."

The assistant frowned, "Mr. Fu, we have been preparing for that project for a year..."

Fu Tingye glanced at him coldly.

The assistant had a cold back, and he didn't dare to say more: "I will do it now."

"Also, when will the tender end?"

"Next Wednesday."

Fu Tingye frowned.

Next Wednesday……"

His Mo'er will stay outside for ten days.

After the assistant left, Fu Tingye spoke: "Brother, is the Nanning project important to the company?"

He doesn’t understand business matters, and never cares about it, but he threatens Fu Tingye with a little bit. That project has

How important, he probably guessed it.

Fu Tingye stood up coldly: "The project is endless, there is only one person."

Fu Jingting nodded.

Yes, Tang Moran is the only one who can't get back any items or money.

...

Knowing that Tang Moran had dropped off, Fu Tingye's heart calmed a little bit.

The other party threatened him with Mo'er, which means that Mo'er's current situation is not very dangerous for me.

As long as they withdraw from this bidding, Mo'er will return. As for Du Ziang and Qixiang Group, they will come to Japan for a long time.

He must pay them a hundred times the price.

...

Du's house.

Tang Moran sat on the sofa, feeling cold all over,

The unfamiliar environment and everything unfamiliar made her full of anxiety.

Although the people here are polite to her, it is not difficult for her to know that she has been "kidnapped".

"Miss Tang, your dinner."

The servant gave Tang Moran a meal.

Tang Moran has no appetite, "Sister, can I make a call?"

She missed Fu Tingye so much.

Tang Moran looked at the servant’s eyes with plea,

The servant neglected coldly, "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, you'd better eat quickly, and wait for Mr. Du to respond to other requests.

Come, talk to Mr. Du again. "

Tang Moran was extremely lost in an instant.

Can only pick up the chopsticks silently, eating silently.

After dinner, no one came to care about Tang Moran, so Tang Moran had to sit on the sofa and watch TV bored.

After nine o'clock, Du Ziang came back.

Tang Moran jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden and looked at him warily.

Du Ziang smiled: "Miss Tang doesn't need to be nervous, here is like at home, I will let you go back soon."

Tang Moran frowned, "You threatened Fu Tingye with me? What did you want him to do?"

Du Ziang didn't intend to answer: "This is our man's business. You, a little girl, don't want to know."

Tang Moran bit her lip, "Can I make a call with Fu Tingye?"

Du Ziang said nothing.

Tang Moran walked to him: "I can't run anyway! Always let me contact him."

Du Ziang thought for a moment, then handed her a mobile phone.

Tang Moran quickly grabbed it and dialed Fu Tingye's phone.

"Du Ziang..."

"Uncle Fu!"

As soon as he heard Fu Tingye’s voice, Tang Moran’s nose was sore, and his eyes couldn’t help but rush out: "Fu

uncle……"