Gu Shao and his wife are sweet

Chapter 1724 1819. Ming people don't speak dark words
"Here, the investigation is almost done, but no matter how you calculate it, I feel that the case is not enough to make this organization disappear. How can I find a good reason for the headache."

The president wants to eradicate Santos' influence, but in his position, what he wants is to be famous.

Otherwise, even if they are doing righteous things, they will be criticized by others.

"I can help you with this." Gu Xijue smiled a bit, with a bit of confidence. "My call is really timely."

"Smart people don't say dark words. If you have a good idea, say it quickly." The president was overjoyed, feeling that Gu Xijue was his lucky star.

Whenever there is difficulty, this kid can still help him to some extent.

"A serious explosion happened downstairs in my wife's company, killing 3 people and injuring more than 30 people. This news is big, and you seem to have issued an order."

The implication is that you know this too.

"Well, what then?" The president raised his eyebrows, as if he had captured Gu Xijue's thoughts in his heart.

"You guessed it. Put this incident on Santos, say that his organization launched the attack, and our relevant departments here have classified the explosion as terror. Isn't there a reason for your biggest headache? "

Gu Xijue thought about it, the leaders of all countries in the world are most sensitive to the economy, and national security is the most sensitive.

If the president mentions this in the World League, he will definitely get the support of many countries.

In this way, you can apply for sending troops to eliminate this evil force.

Sure enough, the president laughed heartily after hearing his words. "Haha, good idea, good idea, solved my biggest headache."

Originally, the bombing case was difficult to determine, because Cha Yoon-ah is not a good person, and she also has a background of evil forces.

What Gu Xi Jue said is killing two birds with one stone.

Because it will be more valuable to place the charge on Santos.

At the same time, it can also solve the problem of poor characterization.

"It would be best if I could help you."

After discussing in detail, Gu Xi Jue hung up the phone, a wise smile appeared on his handsome face.

He told the president that when Santos and Lin Zhennan were almost in a fight, they would start to act, and the fisherman would benefit.

Probably after the Spring Festival, Gu Xijue guessed that by this time, Lin Zhennan and the others would almost reach the stage of intense heat.

After all, the times are different, and it is impossible for a large-scale struggle to break out, otherwise it will be contained and attacked by the regime on the white road.

These have little to do with him.

It was his turn to participate in the next stage.

Murong Nishang's handover work is complete, and starting tomorrow, she will stay at home to raise her baby and wait for delivery.

Some finishing work at the end of the year was handed over to Zhang Yi and Guan Yue.

Zhang Yi said that she does not plan to have a second child for the time being, and she can take care of the company when she has time.

When Murong Nishang came back after giving birth, it was almost time for her to have a second child. The time was well matched, and it was good for the company, and she was not afraid of no one to manage it.

On this day, Gu Xijue also left G Group early to pick up Murong Nishang home.

When he arrived, he went directly to Murong Nishang's office.

Seeing her packing up her things, she went straight in and snatched the flower pot she was holding, and said nervously. "You dare to carry such a heavy thing. Don't forget that you are pregnant. Let Yinglian and the others do this kind of thing."

Gu Xi Jue glanced at the pot of jasmine in his hand which was still quite green, because there was heating, the leaves hadn't fallen yet.

This is what he gave her.

"I have practiced martial arts. It is not difficult to move this ten-pound plant. I don't have anything to take away, except for some trivial sundries, just this pot of flowers. You gave it to me, I I am afraid that no one knows how to take care of it after leaving, and it will wither and die."

(End of this chapter)