After spending a romantic dinner with Lin Xiaoshuang, Qin Hao drove his Ferrari home.
Of course, these two Ferraris are not Qin Hao's own! They are one of the luxury cars in the garage of Qin Zhongting's home. In addition to Ferraris, there are many cars, some expensive and cheap, but the cheap ones are relative to this rich man.
The bargains in his eyes are also cars worth about one million. As for the expensive ones, the Rolls-Royce in the garage cost a lot of money to buy.
Eight digits of RMB. But Qin Hao doesn't like that model of car very much. He thinks that car is more suitable for middle-aged people, but a vigorous and streamlined car like Lamborghini is Qin Hao's best choice.
Love, helpless, there is only one Lamborghini in the garage that costs less than 3 million. It is an old version from two years ago. When Qin Hao drove it out, he felt that the price had dropped.
If others knew about Qin Hao's thoughts, would they have the urge to criticize Qin Hao? He felt that the price of a luxury car worth nearly three million yuan had dropped because of its old model. This made those who drove
Why are people with cheap cars so embarrassed?
After returning home, it was already past eight o'clock. As soon as Qin Hao entered the house, he saw Ah Mao walking over anxiously.
"Young Master Qin, something happened."
Qin Hao's face changed slightly, and then Ah Mao told Qin Hao what happened tonight. It turned out that the top director of Guanghai Group and several board bosses were killed on the high-rise floors of the building headquarters.
Terrible and miserable.
"The police have sent people to monitor that area. The leaders of the provincial party committee and the city have said hello that we can go to any place to investigate at any time, and no department will stop us."
As soon as Ah Mao finished speaking, Qin Hao hurriedly walked out: "Call Ah Gou and follow me."
When it comes to business matters, Ah Mao will naturally not delay. He is a professional agent.
The three of Qin Hao drove a relatively ordinary car. Of course, the most ordinary car in the garage cost 1.8 million, but it was not too eye-catching at least.
Soon, Ah Mao drove the car and the three of them arrived below the headquarters of the Guanghai Group. The door was guarded by more than a dozen armed police with live ammunition. Generally, people waiting around were not allowed to enter here at will.
Ah Mao took out an ID card from his pocket. When the other party saw it, he immediately returned the ID card to Ah Mao with a smile.
"You three, you can go in."
Just kidding, if Qin Hao and the other three are not qualified to enter, then no one is qualified to enter this building.
Soon, the three of them took the elevator directly to the 35th floor of the building. Under Ah Mao's guidance, the three of them quickly arrived at the conference hall.
There was a surveillance video in the conference hall, but one section of it was destroyed. When the video appeared again, all these people were dead.
After Qin Hao entered the conference hall with his cats and dogs, there were several people in police uniforms discussing something with each other. When he saw three people suddenly walking in, a man in his fifties who was in the room frowned:
"Who are you? Who let you in?"
Ah Mao took out his ID. The old policeman was stunned for a moment, and smiled sheepishly: "It turns out he's from the province, haha! Sorry, sorry!"