The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1392 The Last Supper
As the saying goes, a couple who are married for one night are blessed for a hundred days.

Or take a step back, even if he can ignore the life and death of this woman who has been with him for many years, he can't just watch Brilliance Medicine collapse.

After all, he is the actual controller of Brilliance Pharmaceuticals. If Du Qiumin is really found, then he must be involved.

Of course, even if the police tracked him down, there is no need to worry too much, but there will always be a little trouble.

No one likes trouble.

Xuan was silent for a moment, this time finally did not shake off Du Qiumin who had served him for many years.

"You have to solve the mess you made by yourself. No one can help you, but I can remind you that even if the police know that you are behind the scenes, if there is no evidence, just rely on Rong Wei's one-sided words. I can't do anything to you either."

Even if it's a puppet, but sitting in this position for so long, Du Qiumin has learned something more or less, and can hear the implication of his lover and backer.

"You mean, let me kill and silence?"

General Xuan slowly broke free, and said noncommittally, "I didn't say anything."

Du Qiumin was a little lost in thought.

After making the call, Xuan didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out, but when he reached the door of the office, he seemed to think of something suddenly, put his hand on the doorknob, and paused.

"I was downstairs just now and saw a man driving a Lincoln Navigator. Is he an employee of the company?"

When Du Qiumin heard this, she was startled, and even her expression inevitably changed, but she immediately tried to calm down and smiled stiffly: "Yes, he is a sales manager of the company, what, what's wrong?"

"sales Manager?"

Xuan looked back at her and smiled.

"It seems that the company's benefits are really good. A sales manager can drive such a good car."

Being stared at by the man, Du Qiumin couldn't help but start to beat faster, but fortunately, the other party seemed to be just asking casually, without any further intention, and quickly opened the door and walked out.

"boom."

When the door was closed again, Du Qiumin seemed to finally be unable to hold on anymore, and took a few steps back as if he had lost all his strength, and finally fell down on the sofa, with a layer of cold sweat on his back.

Of course she knew who the man Xuan was referring to was driving the Lincoln Navigator, and there was only one person in the entire company driving that car.

She didn't know whether Xuan was speaking inadvertently or meant something, but she knew that if her relationship with Luo Hao was exposed, Xuandu would definitely let her die without a place for the police to come to her.

No man likes to wear a cuckold, even if she is just a lover.

Maybe he didn't notice it in the past, but now he was almost exposed, and Du Qiumin realized that he had been dancing on the tightrope all along.

She hurriedly got up from the sofa, stumbled to the back of the desk, pulled out the drawer and took out a packet of something similar to a cigarette case, then took out one from it, lit it immediately, and took a deep breath .

Then, she enjoyed the intoxicated look on her face, as if her emotions were instantly relieved.

Although the poisonous effect constantly stimulated and paralyzed her nerves, it did not disintegrate her sanity, at least not yet.

She slowly sat on the boss's chair, inhaling one mouthful after another, her eyes and even her complexion gradually changed.

Now, undoubtedly, it is time to make a decision.

But in fact, there are not many paths to choose from before her, and it can even be said that there is only one path.

Although a bit ruthless, but...

Human, not, for, self, heaven, punish, earth, destroy!

Du Qiumin's mood seemed to gradually stabilize, but there was a stern look in his eyes, which made people shudder.

After smoking one, she took out her makeup bag, sat on a chair and touched up her makeup. After covering up the slap marks and tears as much as possible, she picked up the office phone on the table and notified the secretary.

"Let Luo Hao come over."

……

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in."

Luo Hao came very quickly. After knocking on the door and getting the answer, he quickly pushed the door and walked in. He walked to the middle of the office and stood with his hands behind his back, still respectful.

"Mr. Du, are you looking for me?"

"Come and sit."

Du Qiumin, who was sitting upright behind his desk, rarely smiled.

Luo Hao subconsciously thought that it was because he successfully persuaded Rong Wei to do it yesterday that the other party was in such a good mood, without thinking too much, he stepped forward and sat down on the swivel chair in front of the desk.

"Give."

Soon, Du Qiumin took out a bank card from the drawer, and slowly pushed it in front of Luo Hao.

"This is……"

Luo Hao looked inquiringly.

Even if he guessed what this card was, he had to at least pretend.

"You perfectly completed the task I gave you yesterday. This is your reward. I originally planned to let the finances be credited to your account, but after thinking about it, it's better to hand it over to you personally."

"President Du..."

Luo Hao seemed to be flattered, and he prevaricated in a formulaic way: "This is what I should do..."

"I, Du Qiumin, am a person who distinguishes between rewards and punishments. You have successfully completed the task. Naturally, I should reward you and keep the card away."

Du Qiumin said involuntarily, and returned to the image of that high-ranking strong woman, with a majestic expression that cannot be doubted.

Seeing this, Luo Hao stopped pretending.

"Then Mr. Du, I will accept this card, thank you Mr. Du."

He picked up the card.

According to the procedure, he should have resigned at this time, but just when he was about to speak, he heard Du Qiumin, who never pretended to him in the company, showed a look that could be described as gentle in vain.

"Do you have time tonight?"

Luo Hao was taken aback.

This time it wasn't an act of pretending, it was indeed caught off guard and I was a little dazed.

"What's wrong? Are you busy?"

Seeing Du Qiumin frowning slightly, he finally came to his senses, and quickly said: "No, nothing, what's the matter with Mr. Du?"

"It's nothing serious, it's just that you helped the company through a difficult time, and I just want to treat you to a meal."

Luo Hao was taken aback for a moment, and then became ecstatic.

"Really, really?"

This shouldn't be the tone of a subordinate talking to his boss, especially his eyes, which are straight and naked, as if looking at his own woman, but Du Qiumin doesn't seem to mind his gaffe.

"If you have time, then it's up to you to arrange the location, time... how about eight o'clock in the evening?"

Naturally, Luo Hao didn't say anything, and nodded quickly.

"Then it's settled, you go out first, see you at night."

"Then Mr. Du, I'll go get busy first."

Du Qiumin nodded, with a charming smile, which made Luo Hao's heart tremble for a moment, and even when he got up and walked out, his steps were a little vain.

When he opened the door and left, he accidentally saw an oil painting hanging on the wall, but he didn't pay much attention and closed the door gently.

With the line of sight cut off, Du Qiumin's smile gradually subsided, his gaze was drawn away from the door, and finally fell on the fake oil painting on the wall.

"The Last Supper."

She murmured silently, tapping the table with her fingers unconsciously, her eyes were cold.

(End of this chapter)