Chapter 74 Looks like a low-class guy

The old housekeeper took the envelope and was shocked when he saw the white lion postmark on it.

He stopped the guard who was about to leave and asked, "When was the letter delivered?"

"An hour ago."

"Delivered by the postman?"

"No, the man drove a luxury car, put down the letter and left."

"Is there anything else besides the letter?"

"No."

"Okay, I understand, let's go."

After waving the guard away, the old butler tore open the envelope.

There is also a small envelope in the envelope.

The small envelope was signed and addressed to Mr. Zhuang, but there was no White Lion postmark on it.

I tore open the small envelope again, this time there was a piece of letter paper inside.

The letter paper is a very ordinary A4 paper, and the words on it are also printed:

"Yu Wanwan is in my hands, three days, ten million, otherwise I will break up the vote."

Although Butler An was startled when he saw this line of words, he did not lose his composure.

He took out his mobile phone and called the management of Yu Wanwan's apartment.

The real estate agent came to confirm that no one was home.

"Did Miss Yu come back last night?"

While checking the surveillance system, the property manager replied: "I came back in the early morning at 3:45, and Ms. Yu has not appeared in the surveillance camera since then." The property manager asked with concern: "Do you need me to call the police for you?"

"No thanks."

The old housekeeper said thank you and hung up the phone.

At this time, Mr. Qiao had already washed up and walked downstairs. He was in a good mood today, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Call me early in the morning, is there something wrong?"

The old housekeeper didn't hide it from him. After he came downstairs, he handed him the unfolded A4 paper.

Mr. Qiao glanced at it, his smile gradually disappeared, and his tone became cold.

"Has it been confirmed?"

"Well, Miss Yu returned to the community at 3:45 in the morning, but there was no one at home."

"Where did this letter come from?"

"Someone sent the letter to the White Lion Gang, and the White Lion Gang delivered it."

"White Lion Gang?" Mr. Qiao frowned: "Why are you looking for the White Lion Gang? Jian Shen's identity has been leaked?"

The old housekeeper shook his head: "Not sure yet."

"Go check it out, you have twenty minutes."

Twenty minutes is the time for him to have breakfast.

This requirement, which may seem harsh to others, obviously has no pressure at all on the old housekeeper.

He nodded calmly.

"yes."

Mr. Qiao's time is calculated in seconds, twenty minutes. He finished breakfast on time, within one minute.

The servant removed the used dishes and chopsticks. Mr. Qiao took the morning newspaper and walked to the living room. He sat on the sofa and read the newspaper. The old housekeeper came over and reported to him.

"The gentleman doesn't know about this yet."

"You didn't leak it, did you?" Hearing that Qiao Jianshen didn't know yet, Mr. Qiao suddenly became a little nervous.

"No."

Seeing that the old man's face turned slightly, the old housekeeper continued: "The White Lion Gang said that this letter was delivered to the gang's mailbox at four o'clock, and they named it to be sent to Mr. Zhuang. They sent someone to deliver it after checking that there was no poison.

"

"Mr. Zhuang." Upon hearing this term, Mr. Qiao sneered: "It seems that he is a low-class guy."

Mr. Zhuang is just a title they use to confuse the outside world.

As soon as they heard this name, Mr. Qiao knew that they knew nothing about the White Lion Gang, let alone the Qiao family behind the White Lion Gang.

Realizing this, Mr. Qiao is already 80 to 90% sure.

The old housekeeper also nodded and replied:

"Yes, it is indeed not popular."

"Oh? Have you found the messenger?" Mr. Qiao was once again amazed by the execution ability of the old butler.

"The leader of the White Lion Gang has already caught the person who committed the letter. He just recruited the person who was sentenced to death. He is the Ji family."

"Ji's family?"

"This is Ji Shizhang, the mayor of Shengping District. It's normal that you don't recognize him."

In terms of status, let alone the district chief, the mayor, governor, or even the president of the country who wants to see Mr. Qiao must ask him if it is convenient for him.

Of course, Mr. Qiao is not the kind of person who only likes to associate with the powerful.

But in terms of qualifications, Ji Zhangshi is not qualified either.

This city is one of the top three prosperous cities in the country, with 20 districts. However, District Chief Ji manages the poorest and most remote district, ranking 20th every year, and its performance is even worse than

He is located in a second or third small city, and his ability cannot be said to be average, it can only be said to be almost non-existent. If he hadn't been good at public relations and used the image he created to love the people like a son to gain the support of a group of ignorant people, he would have been kicked out long ago.

"How dare a small community leader touch my grandson-in-law?"

The old housekeeper silently reminded: "Old sir, he doesn't seem to know that Miss Yu is your grandson-in-law."

After all, the old gentleman had given the order to die, and no one was allowed to say anything about it.

Mr. Qiao pointed to the threatening letter on the coffee table.

"Then what's going on?"

"Ji Shizhang seems to have misunderstood and thought Miss Yu was Mr. Zhuang's wife."

Hearing this, Mr. Qiao coldly and accurately commented on District Chief Ji: "There is a reason why the crane is at the end every year." He actually started kidnapping and threatening people without even knowing it.

"How long will it take to find the place where Yu Wanwan was kidnapped?"

"Twenty-four hours at most, I will definitely bring Miss Yu back tomorrow."

"No need." Mr. Qiao raised his hand and ordered: "12 hours, just protect the person secretly after you find him, don't alert the snake."

"Old sir, what is this?"

Mr. Qiao picked up the coffee casually, with a sneer on his lips: "The test opportunity that comes to your door is not in vain."

The old housekeeper understood. The old gentleman wanted to take the opportunity to test Miss Yu's adaptability.

He did not persuade her that it would be a good thing for Miss Yu to exercise.

After all, Ji Shizhang is indeed nothing in their eyes.

"By the way, let someone prepare 10 million."

"Old sir... you don't really want to..."

"Play with them." Mr. Qiao said calmly, as if what they were talking about was not 10 million, but 1,000 yuan.

The old housekeeper said no more, nodded and went to make arrangements.

…

On the other side, the hospital.

Early in the morning, Secretary Wu appeared in the ward with a pale face.

The doctor who was examining Qiao Jianshen saw him like this and asked with concern: "What's wrong? He looks so bad so early in the morning."

"I just answered the call from Qiao's family."

"They know?"

"should not."

The doctor's eyes became sympathetic, and he patted Secretary Wu on the shoulder. "Thank you for your hard work."

"If you really want to help me, please wake me up early. If it happens again, I may not be able to withstand it."

Moreover, if the old gentleman knew that he helped conceal his fainting, he would have to skin him.

Of course, Secretary Wu didn't know yet that Yu Wanwan was in a worse situation than him at the moment.

It was getting daylight, and the kidnappers outside seemed to be asleep. Their snoring could be heard one after another.

It's a good time to escape!

She squirmed like a caterpillar and soon reached the fellow sufferer and kicked him.

The man turned back dissatisfied.

Eyes facing each other.

Both of them were shocked.

Thanks to the stupid kid in the rain_AC, Liu Wen’s little wife, 9, Zhao Hongxia’s recommendation votes for Queque. Four people voted for Queque today. It was also the first time that Queque received 8 recommendation votes.

So happy.
Chapter completed!