"That is?"

Fu Nan asked.

Fu Wenzhou looked sideways out of the car window, the corners of his lips slowly raised, but his eyes were a little cold: "Who is in charge of the Ruan family now?"

Fu Nan was suddenly startled: "Mr. Fu, are you saying... that the mastermind behind the scenes is Ruan Mingchen?"

A while ago, the two elders of the Ruan family gave almost all of their property to the eldest son of the Ruan family, Ruan Mingchen, and some real estate funds to Ruan Zhi. Ruan Yinyin has indeed not come out to be a monster because she has been locked up in a sanatorium.

possible.

To be able to mobilize so many personal connections and bring the situation to the current situation, there really is no other person in the Ruan family except Ruan Mingchen.

Fu Nan realized it later and said hurriedly: "Mr. Fu, what should we do next?"

If Ruan Mingchen really did this, it would be much more difficult.

Fu Nan really couldn't understand why Ruan Mingchen wanted to add insult to injury.

He suddenly thought of a question and asked: "Is it possible that Xu Qingran's death has something to do with Ruan Mingchen?"

Fu Wenzhou took out a cigarette and lit it, spitting out blue smoke and sneered: "He wants to start with Youyou and take advantage of the situation to contain me."

Fu Nan was puzzled: "What is he trying to do? Even though you usually don't deal with him, it's not a dead end. At least on the surface, the relationship is going well. Why did he suddenly do something evil? Besides, he

What good will this do to the Ruan family? Injuring the enemy by one thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred?"

Fu Wenzhou held the cigarette butt between his fingertips, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "If you have a big appetite, you will strangle yourself to death. It's a pity that Ruan Mingchen doesn't understand this truth."

Fu Nan looked at Fu Wenzhou and said nothing. Under normal circumstances, Mr. Fu said this because he had already made a judgment in his heart.

Fu Wenzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at the time, and suddenly put out his cigarette: "Don't Ruan Mingshen have a cooperation project with Taiye? You contact Mr. Li from Taiye and say that I am willing to pay twice the market price.

M&A funds to acquire his subsidiaries.”

Fu Bei asked doubtfully: "You want to share a piece of the pie with Ruan Mingchen?"

Fu Wenzhou picked up his coat and put it on his arms, and stepped out: "Well, tell Mr. Li and let him think carefully about whether to cooperate with Ruan Mingchen or me, Fu Wenzhou."

Fu Nan nodded in agreement.

Fu Wenzhou left the company and drove directly to the hospital.

The media exposed that there must be a large number of reporters surrounding the entrance of the hospital. Song Qingyou had just left the door in the morning, and she should have arrived at the hospital by now. What if these people bumped into her and injured her again.

Fu Wenzhou galloped all the way, fearing that he would be late.

There were reporters at the front door. He glanced impatiently and reached out to dial a number.

"Clear the people at the entrance of the hospital and leave within ten minutes. The media studio to which these reporters belong will no longer be able to stay in the capital."

His words were cool and his tone was unquestionable.

The people over there kept saying hello and didn't dare to neglect this ancestor.

After all, this mad dog bites everyone he sees, and he might actually bankrupt all the media in the capital.

It was said that it would be ten minutes, but in fact it was not five minutes. The group of reporters at the door suddenly dispersed. Someone looked around unwillingly and saw Fu Wenzhou's car. He gritted his teeth and wanted to step forward, but was caught by a colleague.

The colleague lowered his voice and said, "Are you crazy? How dare you provoke him?"

The female reporter's eyes never left Fu Wenzhou's car, "This is the headline. I don't want to lose this interview. If you are afraid, just leave. I will go by myself."

Seeing that her colleague couldn't talk to her, he simply didn't bother to take care of her. He didn't want to lose his job.

The woman walked over quickly, and when she approached, she deliberately adjusted her clothes, unbuttoned two buttons on her chest, then took a deep breath, stepped forward and knocked on the closed car window.

After knocking a dozen times, the car window finally rolled down slowly.

She saw the other person's profile clearly, and her breath suddenly became suffocated.

Fortunately, she came to her senses quickly and said hurriedly: "Hello, Mr. Fu, I am a reporter from the Orange Evening News. I interviewed you a year ago. Do you still remember me?"
Chapter completed!