"It's our Mr. Jiang who wants to see you."

Nancheng said.

Director Wu said naturally, "President Hengkang treats you. I have to give you this face. Tell me, where is it?"

"Imperial City, private room on the top floor, where will we, Mr. Jiang, wait for you at 7 o'clock."

Nancheng replied.

"Okay, tell Mr. Jiang that I will definitely arrive."

"Okay, I'll go back and tell President Jiang that Director Wu is so happy that he will have anything to use for me in the future, just open his mouth."

Director Wu waved his hand, "This, let's talk about it later."

Nancheng said, "Okay, I'll leave first."

Director Wu responded.

Seven o'clock.

Jiang Mohan has arrived in advance on the top floor of the Imperial City and the best private room with viewing.

This private room is located closest to the edge, with floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall and dining tables placed against the windows. Sitting here, you can enjoy the night view of the city.

At seven o'clock, Director Wu arrived on time, and Nancheng was guarding outside and saw him coming.

He immediately came up and said enthusiastically, "Director Wu."

Director Wu nodded.

"Mr. Jiang is already in the private room."

Nancheng led Director Wu towards the private room.

Soon he arrived at the door of the private room. Nancheng pushed open the door of the private room and made a call to him, "Director Wu."

Director Wu walked in.

Jiang Mohan stood up from his position and greeted him first, "Director Wu."

Director Wu came over, "General Jiang."

The two shook hands, and when Jiang Mohan withdrew his hand, he said, "Director Wu, please sit down."

Director Wu sat down and said bluntly, "Did Mr. Jiang ask me for Miss Ling?"

Jiang Mohan did it, but without any cover up, and replied, "Yes."

"What do Jiang always want to do?

Or do you want me to do something?”

Director Wu picked up the water in front of him and took a sip, "Do you want my subordinates to show mercy?"

After all, Ling Wei is his person, and this is no secret.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to find him, right?

Jiang Mohan said, "No."

Director Wu raised his eyebrows, "Oh, then why did Mr. Jiang look for me?"

"Murdering someone violates the law and should be punished by law. I hope she can be sentenced to death."

Director Wu was a little surprised and thought he wanted to save people, but the other way around.

"As far as I know, this Miss Ling has been with Mr. Jiang for a long time. Is Mr. Jiang not nostalgic about his old love?"

At this moment, the hotel.

After Director Wu got the address, he told Guan Jin that Guan Jin had placed a monitor in the private room in advance. Guan Jin could hear clearly the conversations they had in the private room.

He was ready to beat someone up, but Jiang Mohan did not plead for Ling Wei.

This made him less angry.

Fortunately, he did not lose all his conscience and did not distinguish between right and wrong.

No, he is just a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong! Otherwise, he would not have been vengeful because of what happened in the past.

In the private room.

Jiang Mohan poured water for Director Song, "It's not my person, I just work in the company."

"This case also involves the case a year ago. It is about your wife's death. Mr. Jiang should have known it, right?

The fire that started was not caused by suicide, but was released by the suspect Ling Wei. I wonder what Mr. Jiang thinks?"

Jiang Mohan's hands on the table slowly crossed them together, seemingly calm, but in fact he was pretending to be calm.

"My wife and I have been married for three years..." When talking about her, Jiang Mohan's heart became more and more uneasy. He calmed down for a while before saying, "I love her very much. I am very sad about her death. I hope that those who harm her will be punished accordingly, so that she can comfort her spirit in heaven."

Director Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, "I remember you had already filed for divorce at that time?"

Jiang Mohan lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembled, "Yes."

"Even if we divorced, we were in love, otherwise we wouldn't have gotten married."

His voice was not as indifferent and powerful as usual, but he was a little lacking in confidence.

If they had just liked it purely, now maybe they would have lived together happily.

"Director Wu, can you disclose how the trial will be made?"

"Murder for life, and the circumstances of her crime are bad, which has a major impact. Even if she is not shot, she will be sentenced to life imprisonment. I think depriving a person of life's freedom is more torture than letting her die. What does Mr. Jiang think?"

"Then I want to ask Director Wu for a favor."

Jiang Mohan looked at him.

"President Jiang, please tell me, I can do it, and I will not refuse. Now, President Jiang is a celebrity in our city, so I will definitely give this face."

"I won't ask Director Wu to help. Director Wu has something to do with me, just speak to me."

The two of them politely confronted each other.

"I don't want her to live too peacefully inside."

Jiang Mohan turned his gaze faintly out of the window, looking at the bright lights in the distance, his eyes full of coldness.

"good."

Director Wu agreed to the letter that even if Jiang Mohan didn't make this request, he would do so.

"Then I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Director Song stood up.

Jiang Mohan also stood up, "Director Wu, haven't said what I need to do yet."

"Then just pretend that President Jiang owes me a favor. If you need President Jiang's help in the future, I hope President Jiang will not refuse."

"certainly."

"I won't eat dinner anymore. I really have something to do. Mr. Jiang doesn't have to give it."

Director Song waved his hand.

Jiang Mohan shouted, "Nancheng, send it to Director Wu."

Nancheng opened the door and came in.

Director Song walked out, Nancheng followed him, "I'll send Director Wu downstairs."

Director Wu said, "No, you go and do it."

Although Director Wu said this, Nancheng still took him to the elevator before returning to the private room.

In the private room, crystal lamps were lit, and the neon lights reflected through the windows were colorful, as if this room was as colorful as the ocean.

Jiang Mohan stood in front of the window, facing out of the window, and his slender figure looked lonely and lonely.

Nancheng pushed open the door and looked at him. After a long time, he spoke, "Will Ling... Wei die?"
Chapter completed!