Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

This is……?
The man sitting at the desk was browsing the web when a piece of news popped up on the screen. He glanced at it hastily and his eyes darkened.

Title: "Shock!Zhao Qianqian, the girlfriend of Guo Luochen, son of the Guo family, was kidnapped. The murderer behind the scenes was Shang Lanyi, the eldest lady of the merchant? "

After this news came out, the number of hits increased dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye, attracting the attention of millions of netizens. The comments below were more like boiling water suddenly boiling.

Netizen Crystal Boy: Is this hype?The business lady, Shang Lanyi, is a high-class lady, how could she be a murderer/smiling face.

Mai Shiranui, the number one netizen in the national uniform: Upstairs you still have a deep picture, and Shang Lanyi was exposed a few years ago that her popularity is very bad. Do you think she is really as gentle as the photo? , Lan Zhihui Xin ah / contemptuous face.

Different fireworks from netizens: Am I the only one wondering why the eldest lady of the merchant kidnapped Mr. Guo’s girlfriend Zhao Qianqian?

Netizen Wu Yanzu from Sichuan: You are not alone upstairs.

……

boom!
Ji Mujue didn't continue to look down and quickly closed the computer, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a hint of sternness on his originally expressionless face.

"President, a bunch of reporters outside are blocking the door of the company, saying they want to interview you, and want you to tell us your views on this matter!" The little assistant walked in at some point, and said tremblingly. "Do you want our security to take action?"

"No, I'm going down right now." Ji Mujue said unhurriedly.

"Yes." The little assistant agreed.

The downstairs of Ji's Group was crowded, and reporters from all walks of life flocked to it, waiting anxiously. They wanted to take advantage of a critical moment of news focus to obtain the latest first-hand information.

Ding!
As soon as the elevator door slammed, an expectant figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

There is not much expression on Ji Mujue's face, his deep and narrow eyes reveal a piercing gaze, his cool thin lips are pursed, he only wears a simple black suit, and his whole body exudes dignity and nobility, His meticulous appearance shows his calmness.

Seeing that he was walking towards this side, the reporter hurriedly rushed up, but was firmly blocked by the meat shield bodyguard behind him.

"President Ji, what do you think about this kidnapping case?" Someone in the bustling crowd yelled.

"Mr. Ji, can you give us some information? The murderer of this kidnapping case is said to be the work of Shang Lanyi, the eldest lady of the merchant. As someone who was once married to the merchant, do you have anything to say? "

"Mr. Ji, what do you have to do with this kidnapping case? After all, you are the largest shareholder behind the merchant group, and netizens have speculated about your position in this kidnapping case..."

The reporters asked in a hurry, and the atmosphere was once very tense.

Facing the strong attack, Ji Mujue's expression remained indifferent, but he raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave the assistant beside him a look.

"Please be quiet, everyone!" The little assistant yelled vigorously. The high decibels made the noisy hall suddenly quiet.

Relying on his 1.9-meter height, Ji Mujue squinted at the dark head in front of him, and said coldly, "As for the kidnapping, if you have any questions, you can bring them up at the press conference this afternoon. Now it is our company Normal operating hours, please cooperate.”

His tone was neither light nor serious, but it carried a kind of majesty and a kind of chill.

"Kevin, you handle it." He turned his angular face sideways, whispered something, and then walked straight in the direction of the elevator, leaving only a tall and straight figure behind.

"As expected, he is the president of the Ji Group, so calm and handsome!" A young reporter in the crowd couldn't help saying, and then the colleague next to him gave him a blank look, and timidly kept silent.

"Everyone, I believe that everyone understands the meaning of President Ji. We will have a press conference in the afternoon. Now, please go back first." The little assistant looked at the group of reporters who were reluctant to leave, and emphasized again.

Now that Ji Mujue had already said this, the reporters felt reluctant at last, so they had to leave in a hurry.

"President Ji, the reporters downstairs have already left." The little assistant stood in front of the desk and said cautiously, and kept looking at Ji Mujue's face sitting on the armchair from the corner of his eyes. , He heard it all, whoever it was, should be very angry now, "Is there anything else I can help solve?"

The man turned the pen in his hand, and after a few seconds, he slowly raised his eyes and said lightly, "Prepare the car, I will go to the hospital under Guo's company later."

The hospital of Guo's Company?
The little assistant was stunned, "President, don't you want to see Zhao Qianqian at this time? Now this matter is in the limelight, you and Shang Lanyi's investor, the media, doubt whether you are involved in this kidnapping case , It seems inappropriate to visit her at this time, maybe the media will say something nonsense?"

He finished speaking these words without panting, and then immediately covered his mouth, only to realize that he seemed to have said something that shouldn't be said.

The president's order has never been allowed to be questioned by others, but in this situation, he can hardly help blurting it out.

There was a slight chill in Ji Mujue's eyes, which made his heart start to tremble.

Mom!I really convinced myself, which pot is not opened and which pot is not opened, and it is over now.

The little assistant began to feel a little nervous, afraid that he would be ignited by his anger in the next second.

However, Ji Mujue did not lose his temper as he imagined.

After a long time, he said slowly, "Since when have I estimated the media's feelings in everything I do?"

He asked rhetorically, his tone was unhurried, his face was half a smile, but his slightly raised eyebrows showed his disdain and hostility.

Who is he?
Ji Mujue is the president of Ji's Group, one of the top five in Asia, and the youngest entrepreneur on the Forbes Rich List.

The existence of truly covering the sky with one hand, if he stomped his feet casually, the whole Jiangcheng would probably shake three times.

It's just the pressure of public opinion. He, Ji Mujue, has never seen anything before, so how could he take into account the media's revelations?
He is not unclear about what the little assistant said just now, but he knows that if he artificially adds a little contradiction before the hot news period has passed, the direction of the matter will be much more powerful, at least for himself. There are certain advantages.

After being refuted by him like this, the little assistant had nothing to say.

Since this is the decision made by their boss Ji, he must have his own reasons. All I can do now is support him.

"I gave time to prepare the car, 15 minutes, and now 3 minutes have passed. If I wait until I go downstairs and don't see the car, I won't want this month's bonus."

15 minutes? No bonus?
Hearing this, the little assistant became anxious and hurriedly left the office, panting for breath while scolding Ji Mujue in his heart for going out.

From the group office to the parking lot on the first floor, it takes 8 minutes every 5 minutes.

Evil capitalists!The little assistant complained, and began to wonder if Ji Mujue deliberately wanted him not to get the bonus.

Ji Mujue took a sip of the coffee in his cup, completely ignoring the scene in front of him.

On the expressway around the city, a black Maybach drove past quickly. The man sitting in the back seat had a stern face, and his black eyes looked out the window, making people unable to figure it out.

The car quickly stopped in front of the hospital, he straightened his collar a little, and he strode forward.

"Mr. Guo, Mr. Ji Mujue, the president of Ji's Group, is here and said he wants to visit Ms. Zhao." The assistant pushed the door into the ward and said.

When Guo Luochen, who was eating breakfast, heard this, his eyes sank, and his face, which was stretched out, became tense again.

Ji Mujue?
What is he doing here?
Now there are speculations everywhere on the Internet that Ji Mujue, as the largest shareholder behind the merchant group, is likely to be involved in the kidnapping case of this village, so they were bombarded by reporters early in the morning, and just after finishing the process, they did not expect him to come over in person. Does this man think the current situation is not chaotic enough?
Seeing his worried look, Shang Zhuyi also put down his chopsticks.

"Luochen..." Shang Zhuyi looked at him in a daze, and called out softly.

"I'm fine." He said lightly, indeed looking thoughtful.

"Actually, you don't need to be nervous," Shang Zhuyi seemed to see what she was thinking, and continued, "Since he has already come, let him come, the media should be paying attention to it all the time, and now refuse his visit, It’s still a little out of place.”

After hearing this, Guo Luochen frowned, "I can understand what you said, but right now, it's better not to be disturbed by others."

He knew the previous relationship between Shang Zhuyi and Ji Mujue, so he had many considerations.

"I'm fine, how could he affect me?" Shang Zhuyi smiled.

Yeah, how could he hurt her?
The past has become the past, and it seems that there is no need to pursue who is right or wrong.

"Okay." Guo Luochen thought for a moment, and finally agreed.

Yea.

The door to the ward was opened.

In the next second, a tall man appeared in the vision of the two of them. He had a tall and tall figure and a stern face. The pink baby's breath star that doesn't quite fit his aura, but it's unusually good-looking, as if shooting a poster of the baby's breath.

Ji Mujue.

He is still that Ji Mujue, with a face full of anger between man and god, like the most outstanding and impeccable sculpture by a sculptor.

But now, apart from his appearance, she has no more recognition.