Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"But it's not a secret, I just want to ask Mr. Chu and me to deal with Fu Yicheng together."

"I refuse." Chu Yao wanted to deal with Fu Yicheng, but he wouldn't join forces with such rubbish as Father Sheng. After being imprisoned by Fu Yicheng for so many days, in his eyes, Father Sheng was not as valuable as Shengjing.

"President Chu..."

"Mr. Sheng, please go back if you have nothing to do. My wife and I have an appointment to go shopping."

Father Sheng hit a wall in two places in a row, and returned to his house dejectedly. Unexpectedly, he was knocked out as soon as he opened the door. Before he fainted, he didn't even see the attacker's face clearly.

The next day, an explosive news came out.

Sheng's father's body was brought up in Fu Yicheng's cultural tourist area, and it was found that the tourists were scared out of their wits.

Chu Feng led a team to seal off the scene, but now that the Internet is so developed, and the business in the cultural tourism area has always been booming, it has spread all over the Internet.

Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian were still asleep, and the phone vibrated non-stop. It was not easy for him to push off all the work today, and he planned to take Wen Qian to climb the mountain.

The person in charge of the cultural tourism area made a third call, and Fu Yicheng picked it up slowly: "You better really have something important."

"Boss Fu, it's not good, Boss Sheng is dead." Those who do business are most taboo to encounter this kind of thing, and the identity of the dead person is not simple.

"say clearly."

"The person discovered early this morning was in the shallows, and the police are already collecting evidence for investigation."

But there are no cameras on the beach, so the autopsy can only tell them the answer.

Fu Yicheng sat up straight, all drowsiness was gone, Wen Qian was awakened by the ringing of the phone, but she was reluctant to open her eyes, she opened her eyes a little and found that Fu Yicheng had woken up.

"Whose phone is it?"

This time, Fu Yicheng did not let Wen Qian continue to sleep, but pulled her up from the quilt, looked into her eyes, and said word by word: "Father Sheng is dead, in a cultural tourist area under my name .”

"what?"

She knew that Father Sheng was released by Fu Yicheng yesterday, so why did he die today?Still in the cultural tourism area.

"I'll go and see it with you." She was also worried about leaving her at home alone.

Fu Yicheng's face was so serious that water dripped out, and he kept answering the phone along the way, all of whom were from the company's board of directors to ask about the situation.

The destination was soon to be reached, Fu Yicheng hung up after a few perfunctory words on the phone, rubbing the space between his brows, feeling a headache from being quarreled early in the morning.

The forensic doctor is doing a simple examination.

"The deceased was a drowning death, and the time of death was probably between nine o'clock and twelve o'clock last night."

But the beach is open 24 hours a day, how could it be discovered this morning?Why did Father Sheng commit suicide?

Fu Yicheng absolutely did not believe that Father Sheng would be overwhelmed.

The hotel was thoroughly searched, and all the guests inside were kicked out. There were complaints one after another, but they were all suppressed by the police.

As the supreme leader, Chu Feng is not good at talking to Fu Yicheng, not only that, but also pretends not to know each other, this is the only way to deal with Yicheng the most.

Wen Qian just took a look at Sheng's father's body, it was white and big with blisters, and she felt sick to her stomach.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yicheng held her hand tightly.

"It's okay, when are they going to search?" As soon as the words finished, Chu Feng came over, met Fu Yicheng's eyes, and the handcuffs in his hands locked Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian was dumbfounded, but she acted quickly, standing in front of Fu Yicheng with a protective posture: "What are you doing?"

Chu Feng said with a cold face, "Fu Yicheng is suspected of murder and needs to come with us."

Wen Qian sneered: "Do you have any evidence? Yicheng was with me last night, did he arrest people without investigating clearly?"

She didn't understand why Chu Feng didn't seem to know her anymore, but it was impossible for her to watch Fu Yicheng be taken away.

"Take it away." Chu Feng gave the final order.

As the president of the cultural tourism zone, Fu Yicheng would have been taken away for investigation even if he hadn't done it. The real murderer obviously came after Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian still wanted to stop her, but Fu Yicheng left a reassuring look in her eyes and whispered something in her ear: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

But Wen Qian was still worried, she asked Chu Feng to go through the formalities, and met Fu Yicheng again in the detention room by sending food.

"What's going on here? Is there anything I can do to help?" Wen Qian was so anxious that she told Tu Meiling on the way here just now, and asked her to tell Gu Weiyi, and we all figured out a solution together.

Fu Yicheng glanced at the camera in the upper right corner, and tilted his head slightly to let Wen Qian's body cover his mouth: "Don't go to Chu Feng, sit in Shengtong for me, I'll be out soon."

"why?"

"If the relationship between Chu Feng and me is exposed, another person will investigate."

Wen Qian understood this sentence, and gave up the idea of ​​going to Chu Feng: "Don't worry, I will help you guard Shengtong."

Fu Yicheng's worries increased instead of decreased, and the old guys on the board of directors are not easy to deal with: "Well, Gu Weiyi will help you."

Wen Qian has never been to Shengtong before, but she still feels familiar when she comes to the floor of the president's office. Most of the employees are old people who are successful.

The administrative secretary and other secretaries were watching the scene of Fu Yicheng being taken away in front of the computer. I'm afraid the whole city of J knew about it by now.

Wen Qian coughed lightly, and the secretaries immediately returned to their posts one by one, and several of them looked curiously at who Wen Qian was.

The administrative secretary introduced: "This is the wife of the president."

In an instant, Wen Qian saw envious or sympathetic eyes, and took two steps forward to stare at the computer that was still playing.

"Fu Yicheng was only temporarily taken away for investigation and will be back soon. Administrative Secretary, make arrangements. If anyone in the company dares to discuss this matter, just pack up and leave."

"Yes."

Everyone refrained from exchanging pleasantries, and Wen Qian's words undoubtedly gave them a shot in the arm.

But the people on the board of directors were not as comforting as the employees: "In the meeting room, all the directors are already waiting."

The administrative assistant couldn't stand the eyes of those old men just after entering, not to mention the frail figure of the president's wife.

Gu Weiyi came late, holding a document in his hand, followed by two lawyers, and did not ask about Fu Yicheng when they met. I don't know if he knew in advance or believed in Fu Yicheng's strength.

"sister in law."

"Well, luckily you made a trip, let's go in."

Pushing open the door of the conference room, the noisy atmosphere inside was interrupted by Wen Qian's sudden appearance.

Before Wen Qian could sit down, doubts came over her.

A director whose stomach was almost bulging to the table squinted his small eyes and looked directly at Wen Qian: "Madam, is it inappropriate for you to appear here?"

However, Wen Qian's movements were not interrupted at all, she sat in the seat that belonged to Fu Yicheng, followed by Gu Weiyi.