After exchanging marriage with my stepsister, I married into a wealthy family in the 1990s

Su Ruo and He Yunzhi were the most excited when they thought the highest housing prices were still in the future.

Suddenly there was news all over the Internet.

"A black-hearted and shoddy project that makes money but also kills people."

"Pocket steel bars, sea sand with shells, carcinogenic paint, and a foundation without steel bars. Do you dare to live in a house like this?"

"A black-hearted boss, a shoddy project."

"If you invest hundreds of millions, it will break when you poke it with a stick."

"Many companies have tacitly chosen black-hearted bosses. What's going on behind the scenes?"

"Dozens of projects are shoddy. The government doesn't care, but who is it relying on?"

…

All major newspapers across the country released relevant news on this morning.

The boss of each project, investment geometry, site photos, inspection reports...

In just one moment, the entire Qiongdao real estate market exploded.

He Yunzhi received a call from his subordinates before he woke up.

Hearing the voice on the phone, He Yunzhi felt that he had not woken up.

Did you think Su Ruo had some bad dream with that crow mouth?

But his assistant's voice was anxious, "Ba Shao! Really! Get up and read the newspaper quickly!"

"The non-mainstream newspapers reported it all."

Those real mainstream newspapers, when they get these news, they all depend on what the leaders above them want.

This kind of news cannot be reported outside casually.

However, those small newspapers are different.

As long as there is solid evidence and it is not slander, a little investigation will reveal all the information.

"Those construction companies' materials problems have all been exposed!"

That is to say, He Yunzhi is not allowed to disturb him with phone calls, and he is not allowed to put the phone in his bedroom.

This notification has not been received until now.

He Yunzhi didn't feel sleepy at all anymore, so he sat up immediately, put on his shoes and went to the living room, calling the servant next to him, "Newspaper! Get me the newspaper that arrived this morning!"

Seeing He Yunzhi's expression, the servants rushed to get things anxiously.

"Coming, coming."

The newspaper was delivered.

He Yunzhi started flipping through the pages.

The front pages of several tabloids were all filled with photos of their projects.

Steel bars, cement, sand...

Even the houses that haven't been built yet are already like dregs of tofu. If you poke them casually, there will be a hole.

He Yunzhi's face was completely dark.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

The servants gingerly handed the phone to him.

He Yunzhi glanced at these people, with a storm in his eyes, and picked up the phone.

"Eight Masters, as soon as the newspaper came out, the official people were already guarding all the projects. All the project leaders were under control."

He Yunzhi's face became even more ugly.

The other side is still saying, "Many people have found the company. They are all stuck here. I want an explanation."

"I think it's getting bigger and bigger."

"Ba Shao, what should we do now?"

He Yunzhi was still able to keep calm, "Where is Zhou Laoliu?"

"Did he leave the day before yesterday?"

The people over there paused.

He Yunzhi had a bad premonition in his heart, "I'm asking you something. Speak!"

The person over there hesitated and said, "They should have left."

He Yunzhi almost smashed the phone, "Should? What do you mean should?"

The tone on the phone was not very good either, "According to our previous plan, we asked him to leave as soon as possible."

"According to the arrangements we made for him, he should have taken a boat there the night before yesterday. He was picked up yesterday, but..."

He Yunzhi was already annoyed, but when he heard this hesitation again and again, he became even more angry, "But what the hell!"

"If you really don't know what to say! You won't have to talk anymore!"

The people over there quickly said, "But our people in Xiangjiang didn't pick him up."

He Yunzhi's eyes darkened, "What do you mean you didn't receive it?"

"Whether the person was sent to the ship or not to Xiangjiang? You can't tell such a simple thing?"

The person on the other end of the phone couldn't help but paused for a moment, and then said, "We are sure to put the person on the ship."

"The boat is also on the other side of the Xiangjiang River."

"But Zhou Laoliu is missing."

He Yunzhi's voice became louder, "He's missing?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"A living person got on the ship and has only been back for a few hours. How could he be missing?"

"There are people alive and corpses dead. What do you mean by missing?"

The person on the other end of the phone also looked sad, "We don't know either, but, Master Eight, we really sent people to the ship."

He thought of something and hesitated for a moment, "Did the people on the boat do something?"

Smuggling has always been rampant around here.

In order to prevent others from catching Zhou Laoliu, Zhou Laoliu has been hiding in Xiangjiang during the recent period.

Only special matters that require his personal intervention will allow people to return to Qiongdao.

However, every time he came back, in order not to attract anyone's attention, he always let Zhou Laoliu take a smuggling boat.

All he wanted was to catch Zhou Laoliu without anyone noticing.

But who knows, now the person is still missing.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Those people are used to doing evil things. It's common for people and things to be smuggled to be accidentally spotted by them, and a few of them are thrown off the ship."

"Perhaps Zhou Laoliu accidentally missed Fu and was targeted and manipulated?"

He Yunzhi didn't know what was wrong, his mind was filled with Su Ruo's previous words.

There was an increasingly bad feeling of panic rising in my heart.

The person on the other end of the phone was relatively calm, "Master Eight."

"I can confirm that we put people on the boat. We had people guard the place where they got off the boat in advance."

"Everyone on the boat is used to it."

"I asked someone to check a little bit, and they were the original group of people. They were definitely not official people in the country."

"It would be a good thing for us if we really get screwed and die in the sea."

He Yunzhi's expression changed slightly, "I'm afraid he didn't die in the sea. He was caught."

The person on the other side of the phone said, "Who would know in advance?"

"Or two days in advance?"

He Yunzhi dropped the newspaper in his hand and smiled sarcastically, "Who else would know? Whoever sent this news to the major newspapers would know it in advance."

The person on the other side of the phone paused and frowned, "Then who did it?"

He Yunzhi thought of a name, and the name just flashed across his mind.

The bad premonition in my mind kept rising.

The person on the other side of the phone also thought of this name and said at the same time, "Seven Young Masters..."

"Did He Qishao know about it?" The person on the other end of the phone was an assistant to He Yunzhi's grandfather, named Zheng. When He Hengzhi was mentioned, his voice trembled.

When He Yunzhi heard He Hengzhi's name, his breathing paused for a moment.

His face was so ugly that he was almost dripping with tears.

Assistant Zheng lowered his voice a little, "Not necessarily, not necessarily the Seventh Young Master, right?"

"He didn't doubt you at all."

He Yunzhi: "That was before."

He Yunzhi didn't know why, but thought of Su Yun again.

Suddenly another idea came to my mind.

Could it be that Master Mo's orders are really so accurate?