After Ouyang Chen finished his orders, he sat in front of the computer desk and lit a cigarette. While smoking, he tapped on the desk until it was over, and then broadcast the call.

"I said Ouyang Chen, you still don't feel at ease when I do things, do you believe me or not?" Zhong Jue answered the phone and asked three times in a row, very boring.

"Zhong Jue, there's no need to check."

"Ah, why? I said Ouyang Chen, you don't want me, right? Let me tell you..." Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Chen interrupted him again.

"I have something to tell you."

Zhong Jue on the other end of the phone immediately fell silent, as if Ouyang Chen had done something earth-shattering.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with it, except that Ouyang Chen's voice was a little softer, a little bit hesitant, that's it, it fell into Zhong Jue's ears, it was like seeing a ghost.

"Ouyang Chen, you took the wrong medicine."

Ouyang Chen didn't take Zhong Jue's words, and continued: "The funds were found."

Zhong Jue sat up straight for a moment: "Really?" After subconsciously asking, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, squinted his eyes, and showed a chilling air all over his body: "Where is it?"

Zhong Jue and Ouyang Chen have known each other since childhood, even through the phone, he could feel that Ouyang Chen's emotions on the other end of the phone were not right, and he also sensitively sensed that this matter must have something to do with him.

"Qu's".

Those two words were like a bolt from the blue, blowing him up there.

After about 3 minutes, I said three words in a trance: "Impossible".

Zhong Jue's "impossible" was obviously not as confident as when Han Ye objected before, and he sorted it out during the 3 minutes of trance, Ouyang Chen would not tell him things that he was not sure about.

"Qu Yingluo didn't know about this matter, and she didn't participate in it." This was Ouyang Chen's first explanation.

Not knowing if Zhong Jue heard it, he hung up the phone.

Ouyang Chen also sighed, and hung up the phone leisurely.

Ouyang Chen inexplicably understood his feelings, as if he had experienced this kind of thing himself, but he couldn't remember it. Thinking about it, he felt a headache, pressed his temple with one hand, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it .

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Jue leaned back in the chair, staring blankly, suddenly remembered something, got up and called Han Zhang: "Where are you, I'll go."

After hanging up the phone, he let out a long sigh of relief, stood up slowly, picked up the suit on the chair by the way, and walked out slowly.

"Young Master Chen, Young Master Zhong is here."

"Ji Yan, you all listen to Zhong Jue on this matter, don't doubt it."

"But... well..."

For Ji Yan, for the entire Xingyue Hall, they only listen to the orders of three people, Murong Wu, Dongfang Xuan and Nangong Mei, which have been passed down from generation to generation. It is extremely unfavorable to Murong Wu, but the words can't come out.

He admits that Ouyang Chen's aura is easy to convince, but now it is trust, he believes that all the decisions made by Ouyang Chen are beneficial to Murong Wu.

After Ouyang Chen hung up the phone, he went out to explain to Zheng Yuxiao and the others, and then left the company.

After a simple disguise in the underground garage, after walking out, it was like a completely different person.

He first came to Ouyang's old house, found a place with a lower wall and turned in.

The living room was brightly lit, and a few figures could be vaguely seen moving.

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