Hidden Marriage in a Rich Family: The Daughter Wife of a Billionaire CEO

If she remembers correctly, it has only been four hours, and there are still more than two hours in her sleep, even if the people above them saw it immediately, at least they have to start. Let's discuss it in a meeting, hold a meeting for an hour, and come back after the discussion will take three hours anyway. After such a calculation, there seems to be no error in the time. It's just right, but the loophole happened right here. .

"What nonsense are you talking about, be careful to give you a charge of slandering law enforcement officers", this feels more and more like anger from embarrassment.

After fighting like this for about a quarter of an hour, the door of the house was opened, and a ray of light came in and stabbed at the two people: "Who the hell asked you to open the door, didn't I say `````"

Originally, one hand was still blocking the light, but then it was forcibly snapped off, and the injury was replaced with a shining decoration.

"Then do you know what it is to pretend to be a law enforcement officer?"

A real policeman, full of integrity, can't be as wretched as those two.

These two people didn't have much skill, and they looked ruffian. It seemed that they were used as guns.

"Take him down and interrogate him well."

"Ms. Murong, our bureau chief invites you to talk."

"it is good".

The director, surnamed Jiang, is an old man in his 50s. He was a criminal policeman when he was young. Although he is old now, his majesty is still the same as before. There is always a feeling of nowhere to hide in front of him.

"For those two fake people just now, it is our dereliction of duty."

"Accidents can happen at any time, but few people correct them quickly."

"It's not that we changed quickly, it was Mr. Zhong Jue," said Zhong Jue, and the old director's spirit immediately perked up, overflowing with praise, and there was still a bit of a pity, if Zhong Jue was in politics, he could make a splash no matter where he was Heaven and earth, but he prefers to be in the world, and he thinks it is easy to do business, which is a pity when he thinks about it.

Murong Wu saw what the old director was thinking, smiled and said: "But Zhong Jue's heart is not here."

For Murong Wu's keen observation ability, the director was a little surprised, even a little bit astonished. He looked at Murong Wu and returned to the main topic: "Ms. Murong Wu, what do you think about this matter?"

"The one who cleans himself will clean himself."

"You are quite calm."

"Shouldn't the director know something?" Murong Wu asked back.

"As expected of Murong Wu", this tone is absolutely admirable.

The two were talking about the route and various possibilities of this jewelry smuggling|smuggling transaction, and the phone rang.

"Lao Jiang, it's me," a chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

"Old Wang, it's windy, and I asked you to call me personally."

In fact, the relationship that has experienced life and death is really memorable for a lifetime, especially the relationship of living and dying together on the bloody battlefield.

"Is Murong Wu here?" The two chatted for a few words before returning to the topic, both the voice over there and the director's expression on this side became serious.

"exist".

Murong Wu was a little curious. Hearing the chief's tone, the person on the phone had a higher title than Bureau Jiang, and it was related to her. She was still thinking that even if the case was a bit big today, it wouldn't alarm the provincial department. .

Still depressed, I heard Ju Jiang say a name that was once familiar and no longer familiar, but now gradually forgotten with the breeze: "Wisteria".