The sick bag lady dressed as the villain

Chapter 126 A little scary
Zhao Siqing, who was almost mistaken for her mistress because she was dressed too nicely, stepped on her sky-hating height, and walked into the president's special elevator with the guidance of her assistant.

After sending her to Su Chuan's office on the top floor, the assistant arranged for Zhao Siqing to sit on the sofa in the office first, "Boss Su is in a meeting, please sit down and wait for a while, would you like something to drink?"

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Siqing took out her mobile phone from her bag and started chatting with her good sister, and replied casually: "

An American coffee, please."

Su Chuan's assistant is a man. While making coffee, he secretly glanced at Zhao Siqing and thought, "No wonder Mrs. Su is so good-looking. Mr. Su is really lucky."

The assistant put the coffee on the coffee table, walked out of the office, and closed the door behind him.

Su Chuan quickly finished the meeting and walked to the office. As soon as he walked out of the meeting room door, the assistant whispered something in Su Chuan's ear. Su Chuan nodded and opened the office door.

As soon as Zhao Siqing turned her head, she saw Su Chuan's handsome and tired face.

She immediately greeted her with a smile: "You are finally done!"

It was the first time Su Chuan saw Zhao Siqing in the company. Seeing that she was so happy, he immediately took two steps forward and put his right hand around her waist.

As soon as he took Zhao Siqing with his arms, he sat on the sofa. The assistant had already retreated from the office with a wink, and even took the initiative to help them close the door. As an assistant, you must have eyesight. Wit!The assistant silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Su Chuan hugged his wife and sat on the sofa, took a breath on her neck, raised his head and asked, "Why did you remember today, and went to the company to find me?"

Zhao Siqing's mind was temporarily short-circuited, she blinked, recalled a bit, and then remembered her business.

"How are you doing with the Chen family?" Zhao Siqing asked a little dissatisfied.

Su Chuan rubbed his nose, he forgot about this matter, his assistant has been following up, he picked up the phone and said a few words to the assistant.

After a while, the assistant came to the office with a notebook in his arms.

He said with some pride: "Boss Su, there is no need to buy it. I found that several of the Chen family's properties have problems in the past few years, and the biggest one is this real estate company!"

The assistant brought up a picture showing dozens of buildings. Su Chuan glanced at the assistant and signaled him to continue talking.

"Boss Su, do you know what this building is used for?" The assistant's voice lowered a bit, looking mysterious.

Seeing that no one of the two cooperated with him, he was not embarrassed, and continued: "You can see that the shape of this building is no different from that of an ordinary residential area, but look carefully."

As he spoke, he enlarged the picture a lot, and saw that all the windows of the building were black.

"Do you know why the windows are black? It's because these houses are not for people to live in!"

"Is that for the dead?" Zhao Siqing looked at the house and said coldly.

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, smiled and continued Zhao Siqing's words: "The wife of the president is well-informed, these houses are used to store urns."

Zhao Siqing remained silent. In her hometown, there were many such houses. In the community she lived in when she was a child, I heard that many residents painted the windows black, kept the curtains closed all the year round, and enshrined memorial tablets inside. No wonder.

(End of this chapter)