Wu Wensheng’s pace is messy and his tone is anxious. "How the fuck did the reporter get involved?"
"It seems to be a normal column."
"Something’s wrong" Wu Wensheng shook his head. "It’s so strange."
"So now we are …?" My nephew tried to ask
"Go to Yuan Ke. He has a key person in the black street superintendent." Wu Wensheng walked forward quickly with his head down.
"Bang!"
A flips flush Wu Wensheng head hit the front door glass was knocked back two steps on the spot.
"Uncle, are you all right …?" My son and nephew came to help.
Wu Wensheng Wu wear the forehead motioning with his hand replied "fuck I didn’t … I didn’t see the door glass".
My nephew looked at Wu Wensheng and instantly realized that his uncle was completely distracted at the moment.
"Brother Sheng, this way" The driver pulled the glass door before stepping forward.
Wu Wensheng shouted at the driver, clutching his head. "How many times have I said, don’t call me elder brother in public?"? ！”
"I know, senator." The driver was scolded, and his face turned red and his tone was weak.
Wu Wensheng stepped through the glass door and just wanted to step to see Yuan Ke Xiao Jiu and bald one came along.
"Wu Shu!"
Yuan Ke stepped up the steps and asked urgently, "I called you as soon as something happened, but I didn’t get through."
"I haven’t dealt with a lot of work in the district Council these days. Just now, my mobile phone went silent, so I didn’t hear it at all." Wu Wensheng hurriedly explained a sentence and immediately asked, "Do you know anything about Lao Yan?"
Yuan Ke paused for a long time and replied, "Uncle, things are very strange."
Wu Wensheng one leng "you make a long story short".
"After Lao Yan was killed, the black street superintendent rushed to the scene to check the clues of the house and found Xiaoyao Company bribing some public officials to divide the accounts." Yuan Ke looked at Wu Wensheng with a dignified expression. "I didn’t grab this thing and landed on Qin Yu’s side."
Wu Wensheng’s head was stunned when he heard this.
"There is more difficult" Yuan Ke added after a short pause. "Just now Liu Baochen called me. He said that Qin Yu found Xiaoyao Company’s goods warehouse with more than a dozen delivery orders in his account …"
When Wu Wensheng heard that his eyes were red, he turned to look at his nephew and asked, "Have you received the news from the warehouse?"
"No … no" My nephew shook his head.
"You can’t receive it yet," Yuan Ke immediately interjected. "Because Qin Yu just got it, and not only did he sweep the goods, but he also pressed the two people who saw the goods. They shouldn’t have a chance to inform you."
Wu Wensheng listened to Yuan Ke’s words and suddenly felt a little tinnitus and black eyes, and his brain was extremely dizzy.
Yuan Ke looked at Wu Wensheng and was about to continue talking when he suddenly saw him fall down the steps.
"Uncle!"
My nephew stretched out his hand and pulled one.
"Wu Shu!" Yuan Ke also hold each other head on.
Wu Wensheng head by Yuan Ke arms eyes closed murmured, "I … I white Xiaoyao being dried to death root is not accidental, more not because of what ten thousand yuan payment this thing set … Someone is running to bring me down Lao Wu"
Chapter one hundred and seventy Gong Lin Han Han
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Yuan Ke looked down at Wu Wensheng and answered, "Uncle is furious. There must be someone behind these thunder."
"… ray … ray want to find ass also want to wipe" Wu Wensheng clutching his chest breathing intermittently ordered "Chloe help me … do me a favor"
"You said"
"Outside … outside, there are two informed cubs." Wu Wensheng replied with agility, "They can’t live."
"Are those two people around Xiaoyao?" My nephew immediately asked
"Yes" Wu Wensheng nodded. "Ma informed our friends in the District Council to prepare for the media. The public must leave Xiaoyao Company and me clear."
"How … how to clean? Xiaoyao is your son. "My nephew didn’t understand Wu Wensheng’s intention.
"Pig brain? ！” Wu Wensheng coughed and roared, "Yankang sells guns without political protection. Xiaoyao was deceived by him to invest in the company, but he didn’t know at home and others didn’t know that Yankang privately wanted some media to spend a lot of money … Can’t let the wind blow on us again … White?"
"I know." My nephew nodded at once.