Bei Xijue gave the order, and those who suppressed Shangguantang took her away and locked her in a small room that she had never seen before. The door was closed tightly and locked. Shangguantang observed
The furnishings in the room are very simple, with a cement floor, a bed, and nothing else.
Shangguantang smiled mockingly to himself, how is this different from an ancient prison? What mistake did she make to be imprisoned here? In the past, she knew something about the Bei family, except for the transparent Bei family.
In addition to the chaebol, the Bei family still retains family power. There are two elders who coordinate some opaque businesses, and these opaque businesses are also where the family's great power and financial resources lie.
Was she dreaming? She really wanted to curse, and then, in such a cold and depressing room, she found it difficult to even breathe.
Bei Xijue, where are you? Are you just letting me fend for myself here?
In the dim study room, Feng Zhi stood up straight, and Bei Xijue sat quietly on a chair, looking out the window with deep eyes. It turned out that the hatred and resentment towards him disappeared at the moment of his death.
Absolutely. However, he didn't understand that he was his father, but he made a will to pass on the position of head of the Bei family to Gong Yuzhu.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is something wrong with the will, but he can't provide any evidence. He should have thought of this and taken precautions, but he neglected it. From this point of view, Bei Muyun's death is likely to be caused by Gong Yuzhu and
Ouyang Fan planned it, but he couldn't find it in his body
The toxin of the cause should have been released as early as when they went to the Maldives for their honeymoon, and then used Bei Muyun's trust in her to hurt her little by little. Finally, he borrowed Shangguan Tang's hand to give Bei Muyun the final blow. In this way,
Everything is so seamless.
"Master." Feng called again, "Bei's stock has started to fall. What are you going to do, Master?"
"Immediately hold a press conference to let everyone around the world know that the reason why the Bei family has achieved such results today is not dependent on the Bei family."
"I understand, Master."
Feng turned around and opened the door. A group of people stood outside, including the heads of various underground organizations of the Bei family, headed by Ouyang Fan, and the board of directors of the Bei family's chaebol, headed by Yu Qiren.
"What are you doing here? The young master doesn't want to see anyone right now."
"Oh, do you not want to see me or are you afraid to see me?"
Yu Qiren said while making strange noises.
"The Bei family is about to change owners. Of course we, the people, have to come and ask questions."
Ouyang Fan said coldly to Bei Xijue's back, his tone full of provocation.
"Wind, let them in."
Two groups of people swaggered in, and Yu Qiren and Ouyang Fan sat unceremoniously on the leather sofa nearby.
"I don't know how Mr. Bei will deal with the murderer who killed Mr. Bei. If Mr. Bei doesn't want to deal with it himself, I will be happy to do it for him."
Ouyang Fan slowly took out a cigar, lit it, and started smoking.
"Mr. Ouyang is right. Now, the stock price of Bei's Chaebol has been greatly affected by the death of the old chairman. We can't just let it go. We must dispose of Shangguan Tang as soon as possible."
Yu Qiren immediately agreed, saying that if Beixi was absolutely unwilling to deal with it, he could naturally launch an attack. By then, Beixi would not be in his possession.