Zhu Tong was so nervous that he suppressed the anger in his heart.

Mr. Tian was not kidnapped at all, but left Jiaxue Garden by himself. In this way, it is no wonder that Baili Xiao's subordinates were careless. He has lived here for decades and his familiarity with the environment is beyond the point of being compared with outsiders. However, how did he leave? The video of being knocked down and carrying it in a bag can only be a cover-up.

Zhu Tong looked around and had no idea after all; he put it aside to think about the purpose of Mr. Tian’s clues.

It was obvious that he didn't believe in Jiang Xiaoyu, for fear of being killed by Jiang Xiaoyu, so he left a clue to save him.

Should I save it or not? It seems that there is no other choice. Tian Xuyang calculated that he must save him. At this critical period, if something happens to Xuyang Group, it will have a fatal impact on Fuhua's shipbuilding.

But how to save it? With the staff of Zhumen now near Shanghai, they have to force themselves to enter the Zixia Temple, which is closely guarded by the fifth-grade Qingyang, unless they mobilize the Living Buddha of Sounda... Why not? This is an opportunity. Zhu Tong has been having a headache about how to get the Living Buddha of Sounda from Zhumen, maybe...

The most annoying thing is that he was still a fool when he really brought back Mr. Tian. Half of his blood fingerprint could not only draw the police's attention; after he came back, everyone would think that it was a crazy random thing.

Chen Yiyi came over with a cup of hot tea and handed it to him: "Director, do you think your brother is in danger?"

"There should be no danger for the time being. He is a lunatic. Maybe he will be back in two days." Zhu Tong took a sip. The tea was good, but it was not good.

"I rarely come back lately, and the company's affairs are too annoying. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I'm afraid..." Chen Yiyi hesitated at this point.

"What are you afraid of? Yiyi, what do you know?"

"I'm afraid my brother's illness has been cured." Chen Yiyi finally said softly; "Master Fanxing once went to see his brother, and he said that his brother had not yet developed a knot."

It turned out that Fan Xing had gone to see Tian Xuyang for treatment, but Chen Yiyi shouldn't know. This is good, at least it proves that Tian Xuyang is not bad enough to the core, and he still has some care for Chen Yiyi, the younger Chen Yiyi. Now, the less Chen Yiyi knows, the safer it is, and the less harm it will be to Xuyang Group.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tian will be fine. He may be back soon. Maybe he can catch up with Yiyi's dance party." Zhu Tong patted Chen Yiyi on the shoulder, and the tentacles felt good; Chen Yiyi was always dressed in thin clothes.

"I'm not in the mood to make a comeback. I was originally going to cheer my brother and let him remember something when he saw the dance. Now..." Chen Yiyi shook her head; "I'm not in the mood."

"Why not? Maybe Mr. Tian is missing the past dance party, and he will definitely come back. Yi Yi, invite a few more guests and invite all your brother's friends. Boring masters, Mr. Ikeda Ichio and Mr. Smith, are all invited. Everyone is tired during this period, so they should gather together to relax."

"Since the director has agreed, Yiyi will do it well."

Therefore, a woman's shoulder is different from a man's shoulder, so you can't pat it casually. Chen Yiyi seemed to be slapped by Zhu Tong, leaned over softly and whispered: "Director, I'm too tired."

This was destined to be a sleepless night. Zhong Zhutong and Ye Er had not left Jiaxue Garden at 9:30; and the party of Gong Lan in Nanhai was scheduled to begin at 10:00.

An hour ago, after Huang Hai broke in with two people, things began to develop in a direction that the little liar could not control.

Although the two men looked average on the outside and were even more modest than ordinary people, the little scammer saw that these two were not only criminal investigation experts, but also tracking experts with martial arts.

The police officers began to investigate the scene again. Everyone in Chen Yiyi and Jiaxue Garden were called to the room to ask questions, and Ye Er also joined them.

Zhu Tong wanted to say goodbye, but couldn't find a chance. He was about to call Ye'er, when Huang Hai walked out and sat opposite him. Zhu Tong looked at his arm and asked, "Is it so nimble?"

"Thanks to Mr. Li's plaster; it will take at least two months for others to treat such injuries. It's better for your Chinese medicine. It's fine in half a month."

"It is mainly about immediate treatment." Zhu Tong said modestly.

Huang Hai shook his arm and suddenly asked, "Director Li, what do you think about this matter?"

"Me?" Zhu Tong was shocked; when did Huang Hai become so humble that he actually asked an outsider for advice?

"Yes, you have had a lot of contact with Mr. Tian recently; I want to know, what kind of business rivals he has or creditors?"

"You should ask Miss Chen and Mr. Baili, I know no more about Xuyang Group's internal affairs than you." Zhu Tong knew that Jiang Xiaoyu was in danger. Since Huang Hai started from this aspect, the Shengliyuan Group could not get rid of it. Fortunately, Golden Lotus left this right and wrong one step ahead of time... Huh? Master Kongji is so cunning. This vision has to make the little liar praise the "eminent monk".

It was still a dilemma. Last night, Master Kongji took advantage of the opportunity to send guests and quietly told Zhu Tong that if it was convenient, he would return Master Konghuan to the Golden Buddha Temple.

He said that Master Konghuan is from the Medicine Buddha Shop of the Golden Buddha Temple... The backbone is the time when various temples and temples send people to the Golden Buddha Temple to practice kung fu at the end of the year, so there will inevitably be a mistake; it is very worrying if Master Konghuan is not present. There is also the injury of Master Kongxue, also the Snow Crazy Monk, and Konghuan needs to go back and take care of him earlier.

The Snow Crazy Monk is only worried when he is disabled! There are few such reckless masters in the world and everyone is pure.

Zhu Tong only said that he would do his best, as if Master Kongji knew something. Now it seems that Master Kongji's insights and vision are really strong. He can roughly infer so many things based on just a little clue. It is really a bit insignificant to say that he is a monk.

"I heard that Mr. Yu from Shengliyuan Group once showed you a document." Huang Hai asked again.

"There is a document, but I think it is a forged one." Zhu Tong can't pretend to be confused anymore. A month ago, Jiang Xiaoyu did show him the documents at the "Clash Meeting" of Xuyang Group, and many people saw it at that time. However, that document did not appear again later. Zhu Tong originally thought that Jiang Xiaoyu had changed his nature and no longer sought to inquire about Xuyang Group. Now he realized that he didn't believe that Tian Xuyang was really crazy and had to settle the accounts with the official.

"Why is it said it was forged? Are there any doubts?" Huang Hai chased after him.

"There is only one suspicious point, Tian Xuyang's signature. Officer Huang, I have some research on calligraphy and know Mr. Tian's calligraphy. The one who signed the document was not Mr. Tian himself."

"Oh; it's not the signature of Mr. Tian. It's strange, why did he take a fake document..." Huang Hai looked at Zhu Tong thoughtfully and asked again, "What about the content? Is there anything strange about the terms of the document?"

"I didn't look closely. The time was tight and there were a lot of people. I threw it aside when I saw that the signature was not Tian Xuyang." Zhu Tong looked at the CK watch on his wrist, stood up and stretched out his hand: "Officer Huang, I still have a party, I'm already late now. I'll say goodbye first, please take care of Ye'er."

Huang Hai didn't seem to want Zhu Tong to stay in Jiaxue Garden. He didn't try to keep him. He politely sent him to the door to sit on the BMW X5; he also said half-jokingly: "I didn't expect Director Li to ride on the BMW just one year after he arrived in Shanghai. I heard that Ajiang is also with you, take care of him, he is a good man. If he hadn't been implicated by me, he wouldn't have left the army."

Zhu Tong laughed and patted Yang Hui's seat, and the BMW drove out of Jiaxue Garden.

Tonight, Huang Hai will definitely turn that small town to the bottom. If there is no gain, he will go to see Jiang Xiaoyu tomorrow. The little liar is measuring whether he will show up with Jiang Xiaoyu tonight, or is he talking after he feels pressure?

It was almost eleven o'clock when he arrived at Gong Lan in Nanhai. Liu Yilan welcomed the elevator and held Zhu Tong's arm and whispered: "How is it?"

"What's it?"

"Of course it's Mr. Tian."

Zhu Tong smiled and said, "The news from my elder sister is so fast; what are the news blocking there?"

"What is there really confidential news in Shanghai? Tell me quickly, the guests are waiting." Liu Yilan twisted Zhu Tong's arm. This habit is really bad.

The little liar acted like he could not bear it and whispered: "This matter is inseparable from Mr. Jiang, and it is a personal grudge. It's all because Mr. Tian was mistaken for being fooled by him and actually dared to trick Jiang Xiaoyu into the head, so he would inevitably suffer."

"What are you going to do?" Liu Yilan seemed not surprised by Tian Xu's crazy dress and was very concerned about Zhu Tong's next move.

"What else can I do? When they have almost finished talking, Mr. Tian will come back, Xuyang Group will not dare to make trouble again."

Liu Yilan didn't ask again. Zhu Tong felt warm in his heart and could feel that Liu Yilan cared about him from the bottom of his heart.

Turning through two quiet corridors, Zhu Tong followed Liu Yilan into a hall, less than 200 square meters.

The swaying and ambiguous candlelight, expensive and elegant home furnishings, gorgeous oil paintings, soft wallpapers, low-key fireplaces and luxurious heavy carpets decorate the hall with a romantic salon flavor in the medieval court.

Real charcoal was burning in the fireplace, and there were more than twenty guests sitting in groups of three or three. There were more men and fewer women. Some were whispering with red wine, while others played bridge with tea cups. In the corner near the window, a slim woman in black was playing the piano gracefully.

The beautiful rhythm and soothing melodious tune are the background here.

Most of the men are adults, and Zhutong is the youngest. Most of them dress simply and casually, but the cutting and matching are very well-equipped. No one wears brand-name fashion on the street.

It is a bit regrettable that there are not many young women; they don’t have any jewelry spirit.

In such occasions, no one needs to introduce each other. Those who can appear here are not ordinary people. Ordinary members like Wang Juefei cannot enter this circle, and guests will not bring ordinary friends in to make the host embarrassed.
Chapter completed!