Dear Mr. Shi

Sometimes people know that there is a dangerous road ahead, but they still have to go.

Just like at this moment, Song Qinghuan knew that she had gone, which might cause a lot of danger and trouble, but she still had to go.

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't be a tiger.

Holding the file, Song Qinghuan knocked on Tao Wenliang's office, and after getting permission, gently pushed the door in.

"President Tao, hello, this is the list of employees dispatched from the headquarters, please sign your name." Song Qinghuan smiled lightly, very generous and decent.

Tao Wenliang reached out and took it, and quickly scanned it.

Song Qinghuan kept staring at him, thoughts full of thoughts, bit her lip, her eyes crooked and smiled, and said lightly: "Mr. Tao, when I saw you outside the company in the afternoon, your back is so familiar, it seems I've seen it everywhere."

Hearing this, Tao Wenliang's body was obviously stiff.

Immediately he looked at Song Qinghuan, then smiled slightly, his expression calm: "Really?"

After that, there was nothing to say, it seemed to be Song Qinghuan, just a subordinate who was connecting to him.

Song Qinghuan punched the cotton, and it seemed that he did not receive the result he had imagined.

But she was not discouraged. Judging from Tao Wenliang’s reaction just now, he must have known about the back view. Although he left the Times Group headquarters, there must still be eyeliners in the Times Group. She had a photo on her hand, that person. I will definitely inform him.

That's why she reacted like this after hearing her say that her back was similar.

After Song Qinghuan left the office, Tao Wenliang slapped the pen in his hand on the desk, his face was like an ice ball, his face was extremely ugly and cold.

After a while, he stood up and walked out of the office.

When he drove his car into the company's underground parking lot, a black commercial car immediately followed.

In the dimly yellow space, the dim light in the room seemed so dim.

A man sat on the sofa and looked at Tao Wenliang displeasedly: "Why did you come here? I don’t know when you came to Xiamen from the cold, but you still ran over. Do you want him to find your handle, or do you want him to live through? You found me."

Tao Wenliang waved his hand hurriedly, frowning and said: "Of course not. Didn't the talk disappear before, and there won't be any problems? Why does another woman appear again? She still has those photos. Is there any investigation? Clearly, who is this woman? Is she going to hold on to this matter and not let go."

The man looked at him blankly, did not speak, just lit a cigarette.

Tao Wenliang said again: "She has also come to Xiamen, and she dared to tell me that I am very similar to someone. Does this woman know anything? I think this woman is a trouble. Maybe she can take her away. ."

The man shook his head: "No, as I said above, I can't move this woman for now."

Tao Wenliang: "Why?"

The man asked, "Do you know who Shi Yuhan's new wife is?"

Tao Wenliang thought with a deep eyebrow, then opened his eyes in astonishment, and asked the man: "You don't want to say it's this woman."

The man nodded: "Exactly! I don't know Shi Yuhan yet, or know that she is investigating what she is talking about, so we can't act lightly, so the other party won't find any clues. They will leave in seven days. Here, then things are all right, now she is asking you to ask, she is just skeptical, not sure yet."