When Long Qingxue saw Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele sitting together, she became jealous and accused Zhan Lele of not being qualified to eat here.
But Teng Weixiang clenched his fists in front of him and coughed a few times, then stood up from the bench, stared at Long Qingxue with his slender eyes, and said: "Qingxue, I think you are too excited. This cake is for me to show you."
Sir, are you also blaming me for eating?"
"Uh... no... no, Wei Xiang, I didn't mean that, I meant..." Long Qingxue didn't expect that Teng Weixiang would actually speak for Zhan Lele, so she quickly explained for herself.
Teng Weixiang waved his hand towards Long Qingxue, interrupted her, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, there's no need to say anything. I'm a little tired and want to go back. Please help me and Mayor Xia return the favor."
Miss Youxia, please say something." With that, Teng Weixiang walked towards the door.
"Wei Xiang, I..." Long Qingxue was stunned, not knowing what to do.[
Zhan Lele passed by Long Qingxue. She nuzzled her nose at Long Qingxue and said with a smile: "This cake is really good."
"You!" Long Qingxue heard Zhan Lele's seemingly provocative words and pointed at Zhan Lele's nose and shouted, but she didn't know what to say to her.
Seeing Teng Weixiang and Zhan Lele disappear at the door of the villa, Long Qingxue suddenly remembered. She shouted at Teng Weixiang: "Wei Xiang, what about me, how can I go back?!"
But Teng Weixiang didn't hear it at all, but she was so angry that Long Qingxue stamped her feet and screamed that she was mad, and her hatred for Zhan Lele became stronger and stronger.
After returning to Teng's villa, Zhan Lele breathed a long sigh of relief. It was safer here. It was too dangerous outside.
Teng Weixiang took off his suit jacket. When she saw Zhan Lele's tired look, she said softly: "Mr. Zhan, if you are tired, go back to the room and rest early."
"No, no, no!" Zhan Lele waved his hand in refusal, shook his head like a wave, and said: "Mr. Zhan, no, I am your personal bodyguard, a 24-hour bodyguard. How could I sleep before Mr. Teng?"
Well, I have to fulfill my duty as a bodyguard." As he said that, Zhan Lele's expression became very energetic, and the tiredness just now disappeared.
Teng Weixiang could only smile gently at Zhan Lele, then sat on the sofa and began to read through the company information piled up at home.
Zhan Lele stood next to him, chatting for a while, and felt sleepy. If he had known this, he should have gone to bed just now. It was really a stupid duck's stubbornness and suffering.
However, Zhan Lele finally found something. She began to check whether the door was securely locked. Under her careful inspection, she found two places where people could come in from the outside. She suddenly became very excited.
Yes, seal those two places quickly.
The entire Teng's villa is very large. Zhan Lele mainly inspected Teng Weixiang's bedroom. Generally, the bedroom is where murders occur. She wanted to ensure the safety of Teng Weixiang's room.
"Well, it seems to be very safe." After checking it carefully, Zhan Lele was very satisfied with the results of his labor.
However, just when Zhan Lele was about to leave Teng Weixiang's room, an envelope caught Zhan Lele's attention. The letter was stuffed under the door. Zhan Lele didn't pay attention when he came in. He just lowered his head.
Just discovered it.
"Strange, whose letter is this? Is it from Mr. Teng?" Zhan Lele picked up the envelope and checked it, but found that the envelope was sealed.
Since it was sealed, Zhan Lele couldn't open the envelope casually, otherwise he would be peeking into Teng Weixiang's privacy.
"Mr. Teng, there is a letter here. I wonder if it is yours?" Zhan Lele walked out of Teng Weixiang's bedroom, returned to the living room, held the envelope in front of Teng Weixiang, and said.
Teng Weixiang frowned slightly, stretched out his slender fingers to take the letter, and then opened it. A piece of paper fell out from the inside. On the paper was a blood-red skull, with a blood-red skull underneath.
It’s the word Teng, and the word Teng is crossed, as if it was torn apart by sharp claws.
"Mr. Teng, this is..." Zhan Lele was so shocked by the blood-red skull on the paper that he was speechless.
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After a while, he pretended as if nothing had happened, stuffed the blood-red paper back into the envelope, put the letter aside, and continued to bury his head in the official documents.
At this time, the most depressed person was Zhan Lele. According to common sense, Teng Weixiang should be crazy and anxious after receiving such a terrible thing, but his performance was too calm, as if nothing happened.
Same.
"Mr. Zhan, why are you not anxious at all? Do you know who sent this thing?!" Zhan Lele was anxious for Teng Weixiang, stared at Teng Weixiang, and asked.
Teng Weixiang still paid attention to the official document and said without looking up: "I don't know, God knows who sent it."
When Zhan Lele heard Teng Weixiang say this, he wondered if he was crazy. Someone could enter his room casually and put such a terrible envelope. It was incredible that he still acted like a normal person.
"Mr. Teng, this is clearly a threatening letter. Don't you want to know who sent it to your room?" Zhan Lele stared at Teng Weixiang and asked.
Teng Weixiang raised his head and looked at Zhan Lele, and said with a smile: "Of course I know who sent it in. No one can enter the villa freely except the servants at home. This was mailed by an outsider. The servant
It was stuffed under the crack of my door. I told them before that they could not enter my room without my permission."
Zhan Lele felt that she needed to have a good talk with Teng Weixiang. This person didn't seem to value her own safety too much. In this case, she would be under great pressure.
"Mr. Teng, I have something to say to you. I'm not sure if that's okay?" Zhan Lele stood in front of Teng Weixiang and said solemnly.
Teng Weixiang raised his head, looked at Zhan Lele with his slender eyes, and then said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Zhan, just tell me if you have anything to do. You're welcome."
"Okay, I'll tell the truth." Zhan Lele finally made up his mind and said, "Mr. Teng, you are really in danger now. If you go out alone, you will definitely become one of those bad guys hiding in the dark.
It's very passive. Should we take a proactive offensive and find out the black hands hiding behind it? Only in this way can your life safety be guaranteed."
Teng Weixiang listened to Zhan Lele's words, then nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhan is right, but I don't know if Mr. Zhan has any good ideas?"
Zhan Lele thought for a while and said: "Yes, let's start with the person who is the most threatening to your interests. Mr. Teng, may I ask, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
Teng Weixiang shook his head, looked at Zhan Lele gently and said with a smile: "No, our Teng family has always been a single generation. My father and my grandfather are both the only sons in the family, so when I was very young, I was very envious
I feel that a family with brothers and sisters is a real family."
"Uh..." Zhan Lele didn't expect that he would ask Teng Weixiang such a sad story.
"Since there are no brothers and sisters, the possibility of brothers fighting each other must be ruled out. Let's consider it from another aspect. Mr. Teng has offended many people in the business world, right?" Zhan Lele put aside the suspicion in his heart.
Then, he continued to ask.
Teng Weixiang smiled and said: "Businessmen, competition among peers is necessary. There is only so much business in the world. Of course, the strong survive and the weak are eliminated. The Longxiang International Hotel can reach this stage today, naturally because of
The accumulation of the collapse or bankruptcy of several competitor companies will lead to the destruction of all. This saying is also applicable to the shopping mall."
"That's right!" Zhan Lele clapped his hands and said: "It seems that those people who were defeated by you in the business world and went bankrupt must have a grudge against you, so they want to assassinate you and eradicate you.
Only after such a strong competitor can they make a comeback."
Listening to Zhan Lele's seemingly reasonable reasoning, Teng Weixiang laughed and said: "Mr. Zhan, what you said makes sense, but in my opinion, this possibility is very small. I, Teng Weixiang, will defeat them to the end."
Bankruptcy, do you think it is possible for me to let them make a comeback? I think that only those companies that are still alive may be behind the scenes, because if Longxiang International wants to develop, it must merge with other companies. These companies are worried
My fate is the same as that of those bankrupt companies, so I strike first to gain the upper hand. I wonder if Zhan Lele agrees with my idea?"
Zhan Lele thought what he had said made sense, but he did not expect that Teng Weixiang's reasons were also very sufficient. Looking at it this way, there are really many possibilities for the mastermind behind the scenes, and perhaps there is not just one mastermind behind the scenes.
"Ha, that's really troublesome. Won't my future work be even more difficult?!" Zhan Lele began to complain a little. She felt that her workload had far exceeded 10 million. It seemed that the world
There really is no job in the world where you can't make money while lying down.
At this moment, the landline phone next to Zhan Lele suddenly rang.[
"Hello, this is Teng's Villa. Who are you looking for?" Zhan Lele picked up the phone and asked politely.
"Hey, I'm looking for Teng Weixiang. I want to ask, has he received the letter?" A man's voice came from the receiver of the phone, but the voice sounded hard, and it should be a machine-synthesized voice.