Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

In the early morning, the streets and alleys retreated from the silence of the night and returned to their usual noise.

Chu Mu sat in the car on the way to the company, holding an ipad in his hand, looking at the day's itinerary compiled by the permanent secretary.

"Buzzing."

"Say." Chu Mu answered the phone and said lightly.

"Mr. Chu, there is news. This morning Murong Bo secretly sent the girl who was robbed last night to the villa of the boss of a game design company."

"Have you found out who it is?" Chu Mu pondered, and continued to slide his fingers on the ipad screen.

"It's the organizer of Qingfangxue's participation in the competition."

Hearing the news reported by his subordinates, Chu Mu raised his eyebrows. Sending a woman to a game boss is to please his own woman, or does he have other intentions, Murong Bo?
"Continue to keep an eye on Murong Bo, and then send someone to investigate the boss and find someone to keep an eye on his villa. If there is a chance, he can directly rescue the victim and send him to the police station."

"Yes."

Chu Mu hung up the phone, looked at the speeding scenery outside the window, rubbed his eyebrows, "How long is it?"

"Mr. Chu, I'll be at the company in 5 minutes."

Hearing Chu Mu's indifferent hum, the driver exhaled quietly. Sure enough, he couldn't offend King Chu Yan early in the morning, and he broke out in a cold sweat just now on a hot day.

"Master." In the villa of the boss of the game design company, the butler said something in the boss's ear.

"Did anyone find out?" The boss raised his eagle eyes and asked in a deep voice.

The butler lowered his head, "I was noticed by the bodyguard early in the morning and sent to the guest room upstairs. I acted secretly and no one noticed."

"Very good, Murong Bo!" The boss snorted coldly, "Go upstairs and have a look."

The butler asked the maid to exit the second floor, and opened the door to the guest room on the innermost floor of the corridor for the boss.

"Sure enough, his heart is cold. He would go after such a young girl. What on earth does Murong Bo want to do?" The boss looked at the pretty, youthful and lovely young girl lying on the bed, and burst into anger.

"Why isn't she awake?" The boss looked at the girl as if she was out of breath, his eyes darkened.

The housekeeper bent over, "I was drugged, the effect of the drug is relatively long, and it will take a long time to wake up."

"En." The boss replied in a low voice, looked at the girl, and clenched his hands.

Does he, Murong Bo, think that he is the same kind of person as him, hum, fart.

Turning around and walking towards the door, the boss was furious, "Send me back to Lao Tzu, tell him that Murong Bo is not shameless enough to collude with him to kidnap women, let him go as far as he can, don't dirty my Chassis."

"Yes, I will send someone back as soon as possible."

With a swish, the boss turned his feet quickly, his whole body was full of anger and coldness, "immediately now." After speaking, he slammed the door hard and went out.

The butler turned around, looked at the girl on the bed expressionlessly, took out his mobile phone and called the bodyguard outside.

Here, Chumu's people hiding in the dark saw a black car coming out of the boss's villa, and hurriedly sent someone to follow it.

"President Chu, here is the report for this quarter, we"

Chu Mu interrupted the project manager, picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"President Chu, our people found out that the boss of the game company sent him back to Murong Bo, should we save him now?"

Chu Mu curled his index finger, knocked on the long table in the conference room, and said in a cold voice, "Don't look at what he will do next."

He hung up the phone, glanced at the project manager, and signaled him to continue.

But he started to focus on two things in his mind. He didn't expect the boss of a small game design company to be so stubborn. He slightly raised his eyelids, and he could consider cooperation in the future.

"Boss." In a game design company in a certain building, the employees were all nodding and saying hello to the boss who came to work along the way.

"I remember that among the contestants, is there someone named Qing Fangxue?" The boss asked the people around him.

The secretary poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, "Yes, Miss Qing's grades are not bad."

"Well, ask her to come to the company."

When Qing Fangxue received the news, she thought that the company was looking for her for something, so she dressed up before rushing to the company.

"Boss, Miss Qing is here."

The boss looked at Qing Fangxue, who was charming but not coquettish, and dressed in fashion, and curled the corner of his mouth coldly, "Miss Qing, please sit down."

Qing Fangxue smiled sweetly, and sat on the chair in front of the boss's desk, "Is there anything the boss wants to discuss with me today?"

"Unexpectedly, Miss Qing is beautiful, but her hands and feet are very slow."

When Qing Fangxue heard the boss speak in a strange manner, her expression was not very good, and she smiled awkwardly, "You misunderstood, I."

The boss raised his hand to stop what Qing Fangxue was about to say, "It doesn't matter if I misunderstood or not. Although this is a small competition, we also need to abide by the time rules. Miss Qing, I'm sorry, but I think you are still."

Seeing the boss throwing trouble as soon as he came up, Qing Fangxue was also a little angry, but she still took a deep breath to suppress the anger, "Boss, I'm really sorry, no matter how I explain, if you are late, you are late, I can't help it." Rebuttal, but you can't just let me retire because of this."

She opened her eyes slightly, and looked directly at the boss without giving in, "I like this competition very much. I have put in a lot of hard work. I think you can see my results. Not only can I have absolute strength to win this competition I am still very confident that the competition will bring your company a degree of publicity and enthusiasm that other contestants cannot match."

After a pause, seeing that the boss still didn't speak, Qing Fangxue continued: "Everyone makes mistakes, the most important thing is how to remember them, make up for them, and get rid of them."

Looking at the confident and determined Qing Fangxue, the boss already understood that she and Murong Bo are not the same kind of people, so he laughed loudly, "Okay, then please Miss Qing remember what I said today, and win the crown tomorrow." .”

Qingfang Xue loosened her aching fingers, and smiled slightly, "Definitely."

Seeing that Qing Fangxue left with a normal expression, the assistant frowned, opened the door and entered the boss's office.

"Boss, you didn't take this opportunity to disqualify Qing Fangxue from the competition."

The boss lit a cigar, "It's not a vase, it's useful, keep it." Then, he puffed out the cigarette, "What did you say when you came back?"

The special assistant turned his head to look outside the door, turned around and walked to the boss, leaned down, and whispered, "Murong Bo sneered, and pulled the girl in without saying anything."

The boss narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't worry about this anymore, and don't let anyone know."

The special assistant nodded, "Go out and do something." The boss continued.

Qing Fangxue came out of the boss's office. Although she was no longer nervous, her body was still a little tired due to excessive tension. She didn't rush downstairs and walked into the safe passage, intending to stay for a while.

She couldn't figure out why the boss of the game design company would suddenly attack her and use the excuse that she was late today to make her withdraw from the game.

Sitting on the stairwell, arms folded, face buried between legs.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"what?"

In the corner, there were two girls talking quietly.

One of the girls who spoke first looked around, and leaned in front of another girl, "I heard that a comatose woman was thrown into the boss's villa this morning."

The girl who was listening was surprised, "It's true, where did you hear that?"

Another girl nudged her shoulder, "Don't worry about where I heard it from. No one knows about it yet. I told you first, so don't tell me."

The girl nodded excitedly, "What's going on, could it be that the boss has made a feud with someone?"

"I don't know if it's a feud or not. Do you know what was said in the news a few days ago that a girl disappeared in Zhongtong Road?" The girl who spoke first curled her lips and lowered her voice.

"No way." The other girl opened her mouth when she heard this, and her brain suddenly opened up, "Could it be that person from before." As she said that, her body trembled slightly.

The girl shut her mouth when she heard this, and after a while she guessed, "I think it's probably true."

"Then what does he have to do with our boss, and he sent people to his house, isn't that?"

The girl also shook her head suspiciously, "Maybe it's for fun, or it has something to do with the boss, who knows."

Rubbing his shoulders again, he touched the girl beside him, "Hey, do you feel cold?"

The other girl stared at Yuanyuan and swallowed, "Let's, let's go out, I'm a little flustered."

The two swept up and down the stairwell, quickly reached out to hold each other, turned around and ran downstairs.

Qing Fangxue heard the security door being closed heavily, her eyes were venomous, she bit her lip fiercely, Murong Bo, what on earth are you trying to do!
Hiding to the side, when she heard the two talk in the middle, she knew who the person who threw the woman in the villa of the boss of the game design company this morning was. A heartless man can do nothing.

However, why did he choose her to participate in the competition? What exactly does Murong Bo want to do?Did the boss know about her relationship with Murong Bo, so he wanted to pick up the plane and cancel his qualification?
If it wasn't for her being unruffled in the face of danger today, maybe it was because of him, Murong Bo, that she missed her in this competition.

Qing Fangxue bit her lower inner lip tightly, and a bead of blood instantly stained her pale lips red, so bright that she almost dripped. Qing Fangxue licked it and swallowed the blood back.

In the basement, Murong Bo gently stroked the sleeping girl, evoking a wicked smile, "It would be great if you were Yan Qingruo."

Gently scratched the girl's arm with a knife, traces of blood ran out from the body, Murong Bo raised the arm and put it to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it, "Hmph, not good drink."

"Where's Murong Bo, tell Murong Bo to come out for me." The butler stopped Qing Fangxue who was rampaging everywhere.

"Miss Qing, please wait in the living room for a while, the young master will come out soon."