After leaving the hotel, I took a taxi and went straight to the fabric factory.

Along the way, she was not idle either, so she took the initiative to ask the taxi driver: "Master, do you know about Yangzheng Fabric Factory?"

"Of course I know this. Yang Zheng started his business by making fabrics. It is a local fabric merchant in Seoul. Yang Zheng's fabric factory was named after him. But he has been dead for forty or fifty years and is now in charge of this.

The factory should be his grandson, so why should he be named Yang Ping?"

"Yang Pinghan?" Qin Shu reported this name.

The driver suddenly said, "Yes, that's the name."

Qin Shu's eyes drooped slightly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, and continued to ask: "I don't know what the reputation of Boss Yang is like?"

"Boss Yang is a great charity. I heard that he often donates money. Some rural schools in our Seoul were built by him."

The driver didn't know the relationship between Qin Shu and Yang Pinghan, and talked freely as if he had opened the gates of conversation, and told her about Yang Pinghan's deeds enthusiastically.

Through his description, the image of a generous, gentle, smart and capable middle-aged businessman appeared in Qin Shu's mind.

It's very appropriate to Yang Pinghan she knows.

Qin Shu couldn't help but wonder if this trip was a bit redundant?

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However, since you have already arrived, you have to go and have a look.

While the driver was chatting along the way, he arrived at his destination without realizing it.

"Girl, I can't get through the road ahead, so I can only send you here. You can pass through this alley and turn right and walk straight to see the factory."

"Thank you." Qin Shula opened the car door and was about to get off.

The driver's voice came in curiously: "Hey, I've talked so much just now, but I wonder why you're here for a long time?"

Qin Shu turned around and smiled faintly, "Discuss business."

After saying that, under the driver's clear eyes, he got off the car and closed the car door with a slight gaze.

As the driver said, the front was indeed surrounded by a blue baffle.

She turned toward the alley next to her.

Before I could walk out of the alley, I suddenly felt a dangerous aura behind me.

"careful!"

Qin Shu only heard a familiar low voice, and looked back in a hurry and saw a sharp and sharp blade stabbing towards him.

She was startled and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

This fall also allowed her to avoid the oncoming danger.

Then look up quickly.

The man holding the knife looked fierce, with a hideous scar on his face, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Seeing Qin Shu fall to the ground, the knife in his hand fell down again.

However, this time, he was kicked away by a strong long leg, and the knife flew out slanted and inserted into the gap in the floor tiles.

Qin Shu quickly looked at the man who suddenly appeared, and he just reminded himself to be careful.

However, the other party was wearing a black mask on his face and was covered in black clothes, so he could not recognize his identity.

But she felt that... she must know this person herself!

The man who suddenly appeared and the fierce scar man quickly fought each other. The two of them were fierce and fierce, and they were fist-fed.

Qin Shu didn't dare to sit on the ground and watched the show, so he quickly got up.

She looked around, and finally rushed over and picked up the knife on the ground, then stepped aside, held the knife tightly in her hand, and used the guard.

The other side.

Chu Linchen received an emergency report from Wei He:

"Mr. Chu, Miss Qin was assassinated in Seoul."


Chapter completed!