When the beauties of the fishing department start flirting

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If Lin Yan's mind is not on Aunt Wu, this perfume is too unique, so there is no need to worry about it.

Lin Yan picked up the mobile phone on the table, clicked on Wanwan's circle of friends to find pictures, and asked Aunt Wu on her back.

"Have you seen this girl, she usually likes to wear sweater and jeans, her name is Wanwan."

Aunt Wu shook her head and said she hadn't seen it.

Lin Yan spoke again, "Then who did you meet this morning?"

"It's special." Aunt Wu recalled, "I just met Lao Liu, his child was seriously ill, and the doctor had given up notifying him to prepare for the funeral. I kindly offered to lend him some money for treatment."

"He didn't ask for it. Two days ago, he obviously asked me to find a job. He's been acting weird lately."

Aunt Wu has been nagging around her, talking about Lao Liu's recent situation.

It's really strange, but Lin Yan can't guess how this perfume can overlap so much, how can Lao Liu have it.

Could it be that Lao Liu kidnapped Wanwan for money?

Just now Aunt Wu said that Lao Liu didn't want it after giving it to Qian, so it shouldn't be kidnapping.

Curious, Lin Yan kept listening and took a sip of porridge. The more he smelled the perfume, the more inexplicably he felt sick to his stomach, lost his appetite, but was hungry again.

Lin Yan felt bored, and spent the afternoon teasing the birds in the garden, poking the birds' paws with the tasseled bird teasing stick.

The phoenix flapped its two pairs of wings, its feathers were smooth and oily, and it had a brightly colored head that was crooked to the left and to the right.

Big eyes look small.

"Lambkin."

Lin Yan thought of Minhangzhou's face, and how he doted on her in the past, just like a canary in a cage.

Lin Yan's interest in teasing birds suddenly faded, "I'm lonely and in heat under the bed, I'm addicted to it."

Jiaofeng Bird raised her noble head, and said "chi" in a high-pitched and thin voice.

Behind.

"Your phone is ringing."

Lin Yan turned her head when she heard this.

The bodyguard handed her her mobile phone, and an unfamiliar number was on the screen.

Lin Yan took it, and swiped the answer button with his fingertips.

Unexplainably, it was Lao Liu over there, "I saw a man on the side of the road."

Lin Yan said straightforwardly, "Yi Wanwan?"

Old Liu, "I remember being your friend."

Lin Yan said, "Excuse me, I'll send someone there right away, where is she now?"

Old Liu didn't say the address for a long time, but said, "I saw her appear at the door of a bar, drunk, and was taken away by many young people."

When asked which bar, Lao Liu said he couldn't remember.

Ask for the address again, Lao Liu said that it is the bar street on Nanlin Road, and asked Lin Yan to find it by himself.

Lin Yan hung up the phone, put down the bird teasing stick, and ordered the bodyguards to pick up the car from the garage and go to the police station.

Tell the police what Lao Liu said, and check the surveillance, and you can indeed see Wanwan near the bar street, being dragged into an unlicensed van, and the others are not within the surveillance range.

Lin Yan didn't doubt what Lao Liu said, and Lao Liu did smell of Wanwan's perfume.
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At the same time, the fourth meeting ended, Min Hangzhou pressed his browbones, calmed down his fatigue, and signed his name with a pen.

The female secretary handed over the coffee, "Would you like to rest first or order a meal, I will arrange it."

He held the coffee in his hand without touching it, "Is the market of international concept stocks still falling?"

The female secretary reported, "There are signs of recovery. Those who played against each other since last night have already withdrawn. They have transferred funds from Min's house to play with them. The opponents have insufficient funds. They will give up all the iron players like you."

The female secretary said with a smile, and also looked at the man with a smile, the word Minhangzhou was playing vigorously and resolutely.

The market fell once, and the curve down the slope was too thrilling, but there was no danger.

I've been very tired recently, the female secretary only sleeps 6 hours a day, and it was when she and Secretary Jiang changed shifts to squeeze out, but this time she can't wait for the opportunity to practice, and she is facing group presidents from all over the world.

The female secretary continued: "Including the 3 million shares held by the other party, all of them are dealt with by the Securities Regulatory Commission. They are all ST stocks. As for the price, I haven't had time to estimate it yet."

Min Hangzhou suddenly put down his pen and picked up his suit jacket, "Arrange for me to go back to China, you stay and deal with it."

The female secretary was taken aback, "The meeting in Venezuela hasn't started yet, don't you plan to cooperate?"

"No time to talk." Min Hangzhou said in a deep voice, "PM Group ceded three percentage points."

He took the elevator directly downstairs and called Zhao Er, "The other party will withdraw, there must be other actions."

Zhao Er was puzzled, "Are you sure it's the Yi family?"

Whether the Yi family will make a move depends on guesswork and investigation. Whether there is or not, and what kind of move is unknown. Everyone is on guard, and the focus of beware is on the commercial war. This is the inevitable behavior of the chaebols.

This time the Yi family lost in the international stock market, it doesn't mean that once they fail, they will stop.

That was the Yi family, not an ordinary opponent.

Min Hangzhou asked, "How is the Min family?"

Zhao Er's voice came, "It's okay, everyone is fine, A shares are stable, Hong Kong City is still Hong Kong City, and the weather is calm."

Min Hangzhou was not sure, "Really not?"

Zhao Er, "Not really, are you thinking too much?"

Minhangzhou threw his coat to the driver and got into the car, "They won't be reconciled to losing, and they will definitely make the next move."

Hearing what Minhangzhou said, Zhao Er also became anxious, but thinking about it, "It's normal to lose to Minhangzhou in terms of spending money."

Min Hangzhou's voice was cold, "I'm not joking with you, check, check inside and out."

Zhao Er hissed, "Full investigation?"

Min Hangzhou looked down at his watch, "All of them."

"What should I do if it is necessary to break the law, my father." Zhao Er mentioned the three words Min Wenting, the iron-faced judge of the hell king of the region. Fear.

"I'm afraid of him. He hopes that my old man will make some small mistakes, and he will have a chance to catch him." Zhao Er added.

"Be smart about everything." Min Hangzhou, "If you can't solve it, I'll take care of it."

Zhao Eryibo: "I love you, brother Zhou." After a pause, feeling tired, he asked again, "Then what will their next move be?"

Half of Min Hangzhou's face was hidden in the shadows, "I'm not sure."

The female secretary was still dealing with follow-up matters with Mr. Simar in the original office, and glanced at the cigarettes and lighters left on the table.

"Is there something urgent for Mr. Min to return home? The Venezuelan oil tycoon has come over."

"There is indeed an important matter. I will come to receive the follow-up. The president will hold an online meeting." The female secretary asked Mr. Simar, "Do you think it is feasible? The president is willing to cede three percentage points as an apology to the host."

Even if it is only a percentage point, the win-win amount of this cooperation is a large amount of tens of billions of funds.

Mr. Simman smiled: "Venezuela wants to meet with him to reminisce about the past, invite him to watch the F1 race, not for a percentage point of dollar, money is not important."

These people are rich, even if you make ten percent, they will not be surprised.

The female secretary bent down and apologized, "Can you delay for a few days, on behalf of the president, I apologize for this meeting, sincerely sorry."

Simar glanced at the 500-square-meter panoramic conference room and left, "We are not in a hurry, we just hope he will come, I'm going home to feed the tiger."

Simar turned back again, and sincerely invited the female secretary who bowed her head to say sorry, "Go to my house for dinner, we will wait for him to come back."

(End of this chapter)