She seemed to carry the shadow of Quan Hanting.
"Say it."
Chu Yujiang suddenly returned to his senses: "According to the latest information, the group of people who appeared on the day of Shen Zongming's funeral should be related to the blood prison."
"That killer organization?"
"Ok."
"Their target is me?"
Chu Yujiang nodded with a solemn expression.
Shen Hou chuckled lightly and laughed at himself a little bit: "Then the other party really took great pains."
"If I guessed right, the other party should know that you are standing behind Liu Ye and Phaeton, otherwise they won't spend such a large capital."
There are not fifteen people in that team, but there are ten, and they are fully equipped.
Judging from the casualties of his brothers, it is obviously not a fancy.
To be able to dispatch such a group of "excellents" in broad daylight, according to the market, at least seven figures.
"Who is the other party?" Shen Hou said coldly.
Chu Yujiang pondered for a moment, "The results of the investigation cannot be 100% certain, but all the evidence points to Jingping... Shen's family."
In this regard, there is no surprise on the woman's face.
Zhuangruo whispered softly: "It seems that leaving Shen Fei a life was a mistake."
Chu Yujiang felt cold in the back of his neck.
So far, only the collateral of the Shen family where Shen Fei is in feud with Shen Wei, but obviously a collateral does not have that great ability, and there must be the handwriting of the Shen family's descendant in it.
"Okay! It's great! I hit the young ones, and the old ones are here!"
Gnash your teeth.
Chu Yujiang lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, not daring to look directly at her expression, and whispered, "Then what should we do next?"
"Not urgent."
"?"
Shen Hou: "Waiting for the previous moment will become the harvest of the next second. So, wait a moment..."
"Yes."
Suddenly, "There is still no news from Quan Hanting?"
"No..." Chu Yujiang realized that it was broken as soon as he said it.
The woman's eyebrows suddenly sank, "You really have something to hide from me!"
Chu Yujiang gritted his teeth and wanted to give himself a slap in the face: Tell you to be quick!
"Tell me, the original, the original, and make it clear! What happened to Quan Hanting? Where is he now? Is there any danger?"
"..."
"Don't tell me?" Shen Hun stood up and paced to the man.
As she approached, Chu Yujiang only felt a burst of coolness rushing toward her face, and digging into the flesh along the pores, as if the blood would be completely solidified in the next second.
"Miss Shen, don't ask..."
"Why don't you ask? Quan Hanting wants you to be tight-lipped?"
"Since you know..."
Shen Hou interrupted him: "I didn't intend to embarrass you before, so I didn't follow up, but now I have such a big thing, do you think you should tell your father?"
"... That's right." But what does this have to do with your questioning of the Lord
"Tell me, I personally contact him. At this time, we all need each other."
Chu Yujiang was startled.
The Lord is still in a coma. Ling Yun said that the cold air invaded and caused the old illness to erupt. Whether he can wake up or how long he can wake up depends entirely on his will.
Maybe Shen Hou can stimulate him...
"Okay, let me say!"
…
The Shen family lost both the pillar of the father and the heir of Shen Qian in a short period of time. The news spread, and Mingda's stock price fell to the limit for three consecutive days.
The pressure of Shen Chunhang as a new official can be imagined.
The stock price of the move caused panic on the board of directors, especially those old guys who bought shares from Shen Hun and increased their holdings.
"... It's been the third day, did you come up with a solution?" Unbearable, a director slapped the table and pointed his finger at Shen Chunhang, who was sitting on the head.
The latter didn't say a word, and frowned.
"If you continue to fall, I'm afraid that Mingda's foundation will be shaken, and I can no longer sit and wait for death."
"When Shen Hou was still in the past, the company was stable and smooth sailing. Why did she leave one unlucky one after another?"
Everyone was silent when he said this.
When Shen Ru returned and forced Shen Hou away, it almost caused the Shiquan Bay project to be shelved.
Later, when Shen Hou was invited back again, Jinglin Group was willing to buy it and hand over the land.
Now that Shen Hou has completely withdrawn from the company, the position of president is no longer in dispute, and the shares in his hand are no longer needed, and he takes the money and walks happily, but how long has it been until Mingda’s share price has fallen like this...
They can't even find a reason to invite her back now!
"What should I do now?" The director who had been mad before fell back on the chair, with a decadent expression on his face.
No one answered.
"According to the current trend of continuous decline, everyone's wallets are drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and no matter how large the base is, it can't withstand such a toss."
At last-
"President Shen, you have an idea."
Everyone looked at Shen Chunhang.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up, and his gaze swept over everyone: "It happened suddenly. So far, it has not been clear whether the stock price limit is a natural economic law or whether there is a driving force behind it. Only by finding the root cause can the right medicine be prescribed. Therefore, Please stay calm, give me a few more days, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
At the end of the meeting, the directors filed out, with varying degrees of dignity on everyone's face.
"You said that the Shen family has been doing bad luck one after another. Will it recruit anything unclean?"
"It's really unlucky. Within a month, three generations of people died in a row, from Shen Chunjiang to the old man. In the end, Shen Qian did not escape..."
Suddenly, there was a sigh.
"Now that even Mingda is in danger, I'm afraid it's really something that shouldn't be caused?"
"Hiss... The more you talk, the more mysterious it gets, I'm sweating coldly."
"Besides this reason, I can't think of anything else that can explain this kind of curse-like situation."
"It can only be said that each has its own destiny, and they are all destined."
…
Shen Chunhang returned to the president's office, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and cast his gaze into the distance.
It seems to be completely empty, and it seems that something is brewing.
Once, this was the place where Shen Hou overlooked the world, but now it was replaced by him, but he couldn't adapt.
His relatives passed away one after another, the Shen family continued to change, and the company was in a huge crisis. One by one, everything fell on his shoulders overnight.
From morning till night, before dripping rice, he already felt a faint pain in his stomach.
At this time, he suddenly missed Miao Miao, the dishes she cooked, and her chatter, and... she was a person.
The ghost took out the phone and dialed the number that he memorized.
Toot toot...
Every second is suffering, but faintly hopeful.
at last…
"Hey?"
Shen Chunhang moved his lips, but found that he didn't know what to say at all.
The other side seemed to have read the caller ID, and fell silent for a moment.
"Miao Miao..."
She hummed, "Are you doing something?"
The word "you" seems to open a chasm between the two, alienated and indifferent, just like a stranger.
Shen Chunhang's heart was tingling, and he hung up quickly before he said something more hurtful on the other end.
It turned out that he was a coward.
He didn't even have the courage to face reality.
I waited for five minutes and didn't wait to call back, as if the other party only regarded this as a wrong call.
Shen Chunhang was both grateful and melancholy.
It feels like... escaped.
After he sat back at his desk, he calmed down for a moment, the entanglement in his eyes was replaced by composure, and then he dialed Shen Hou's cell phone number—
"Meet me."
…
It's night, the lights are beginning to come, and the neon is colorful.
A private kitchen.
Shen Chunhang put down his coat and sat down, and his eyebrows frowned slightly as he scanned the two big and thick bodyguards behind Shen Hou.
Shen Hou poured a cup of tea, 80% full, and pushed it to the man: "You have also seen the situation on the day of the funeral of the old man. I have tried my best to reduce the number of times I go out during this period. If I can, I am not willing to be so troubled. Please be considerate of my uncle."
She said this politely, and she also had a smile on her face, and she didn't see the slightest concern for him for the supremacy of power.
A qualified niece treats her uncles with respect and respect.
Shen Chunhang was silent on the surface, but secretly surprised.
"Safety first, life is the most important thing, your concerns are very reasonable." After speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Shen Hun smiled, sat back, and said to the bodyguard behind him: "Everyone is here, let's serve food."
"Yes."
The bodyguard did not leave, only said to the headset, and soon, a waiter brought the hot dishes to the table.
The appearance is exquisite and the fragrance is lingering.
Shen Hou: "I like to eat without words. I'll talk about everything when I'm full, how about you?"
Shen Chunhang: "I have this intention."
Then, the two picked up the chopsticks and started.
It's not the kind of taking a bite and taking a break, but taking food seriously and eating with the ultimate goal of filling your stomach.
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