Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1610: Poor Workers Help Themselves Online (24)

Zhang Miao gloated: "You are really too proactive. Brother Dai, who is so skilled, couldn't resist you, so how could I possibly stop you?"

And if Fu Shiqi hadn't had a gloomy look on his face, he would have really thought that his initiative last night was part of his plan.

It turned out that he had overplayed his hand, but according to the actual situation, he had overplayed his hand only from Fu Shiqi's perspective.

Fu Shiqi sat on the stool, his whole body empty. After a night, he still couldn't accept this fact.

Zhang Miao leaned on the table and said, "Boss, do you hate Dai Ke?"

"No, what's wrong?" "Since you don't hate it, why don't you try to accept it?"

Fu Shiqi's eyes were gloomy: "You are being suppressed by a man... Can you accept it?"

Zhang Miao knew that although Fu Shiqi usually pretended to be timid, he actually had a strong sense of self-esteem.

Those who were sent by Fu Shiqi to bully him would soon disappear from this world for various reasons.

Beneath his seemingly innocent appearance, he hides a heart dripping with black blood.

Now he didn't attack Dai Ke because she was useful to him. If Dai Ke was useless, Fu Shiqi would kill her without hesitation.

Zhang Miao was only respectful to Dai Ke on the surface. In fact, he did not have deep feelings for Dai Ke. At most, he was just curious about her recent changes.

However, Dai Ke had saved his life before, so he wanted to save Dai Ke because of this favor. "Boss, Dai Ke happens to be a man-lover. If you are really afraid that she will pester you, how about I sacrifice myself to help you deal with her?"

"After all, we have worked together for four years, so there is still some emotional foundation between us, and it will be easier to cultivate. Maybe after Dai Ke develops a liking for me, he will take the initiative to forget what happened last night?"

"No..." Not necessarily.

Fu Shiqi was about to say no subconsciously, but stopped halfway.

"As you wish."

Although he is not a serious person, he is still very traditional when it comes to relationships between men and women... right?

When Dai Ke came to the restaurant, Zhang Miao was sitting in the kitchen and Fu Shiqi was sitting at the dining table in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feeling the touch on his head, Fu Shiqi raised his eyes and saw Dai Ke, and subconsciously dodged: "Brother Dai, are you awake?" Dai Ke put his hands behind his back and approached teasingly: "Why don't you call me brother? Call me once, I like to hear it."

Looking at the approaching face, Fu Shiqi was a little dazed.

I still remember the first time I met Dai Ke, he was a dark-skinned, rough man with careless behavior.

But now, I don’t know whether he has developed a filter for Dai Ke or Dai Ke has really changed.

She seemed to have become a lot whiter, her facial features were more delicate, and she even looked a little feminine.

Fu Shiqi was stunned. When he came to his senses, his face was already hot: "Brother Dai, please stop making fun of me."

Dai Ke pinched his red face, stopped teasing him, and went into the kitchen: "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Miao can be considered a hexagonal subordinate, who can handle group battles and cook in the kitchen.

"It's not hard, it's my duty. Brother Dai, do you have any plans for today?" "I'm going to the headquarters to handle some work, and then I'll go to the No. 4 trading port to see how the goods are going."

"it is good."

Fu Shiqi looked at the two people talking about work in the kitchen, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason: "I'm going to be late for school, so I'm leaving first."

Dai Ke asked, "Don't you want to eat something before you leave?"

"No, I'll eat on the way."

Fu Shiqi walked in a hurry, as if he was escaping.

Dai Ke looked at his back calmly, his drooping eyelashes hiding the complex expression in his eyes.

After breakfast, Dai Ke went directly to the headquarters.

I just missed one day at the company and a lot of things piled up.

After Dai Ke finished his work, he stretched his sore cervical spine, picked up his mobile phone and checked the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Touching his empty stomach, Dai Ke was about to call Zhang Miao when two "dong dong" sounds were heard.

"Enter."

Zhang Miao came in with packed food and vegetables: "I thought you were almost done, so I went downstairs to buy some food."

Zhang Miao thoughtfully opened the food box and placed the food neatly in front of Dai Ke: "You eat, I'll report something to you."

Dai Ke picked up the rice and vegetables: "You say."

Zhang Miao said, "I went to the finance department today and found that the company's revenue did not match the existing projects. The monthly revenue increased by about 5 million yuan."

"I asked someone to check all the projects carefully and found that Mr. Fu opened a new platform half a year ago, and there is a special person in charge of Platform No. 8. There is no detailed record of the business projects of Platform No. 8 in the company."

"I was quite curious, so I sent someone to investigate, but it turned out that the other party couldn't even get into the No. 8 handicap."

Dai Kexuan paused and said, "How come I didn't know about the odds opened half a year ago?"

Zhang Miao pretended to guess: "Maybe it's Mr. Fu's new business, but it's inconvenient for us to know about it?"

What could be inconvenient for her to know about Fu Boting?

"Go to plate number 4 first, and then go to plate number 8 to check the situation."

"it is good."

The location where the No. 8 market was opened is close to the edge of City A, and the edge of every city is almost like a natural gray area.

Because no one cares and because these places are not under the jurisdiction of the police station, gun fights often break out.

Dai Ke got out of the car, her leather boots stepping on the wet ground, and the light lengthened her shadow.

I squinted my eyes and stared at an old factory not far away. I could see a faint bloody light coming from inside. The air was filled with the smell of blood mixed with a fishy smell. If you didn't know the situation, you would think it was a slaughterhouse.

"Go over and have a look."

As Dai Ke approached, the appearance of the factory gradually became clear.

The iron surface is rusty, the old glass windows are blurry, and the mottled red spots are unclear whether they are splattered blood or smeared paint.

The poorly soundproofed iron compartment wall also allowed the hum of the engine to be heard.

Dai Ke looked around and felt that this factory did not seem to be doing legitimate business. Moreover, such a shabby factory did not fit in with Fu Boting's extremely extravagant personality.

Just as Dai Ke was about to push aside the curtain and go inside, a hand reached out first.

A man wearing sunglasses, a brown leather jacket, and semi-long curly hair, who looked like a gangster from the 1980s or 1990s, blocked Dai Ke's way.

The other person's cheeks were a little sunken, and he knocked on the sign next to the door with his bent fingers: "No outsiders allowed."

Dai Ke directly stated his identity: "I am Dai Ke, the assistant to Mr. Fu."

The man leaned against the door frame and adjusted his sunglasses: "I know."

"You knew that and yet you still stopped me?"

The other party took out a pack of cigarettes, popped out two and handed them to Dai Ke and Zhang Miao: "Have one, and then we can talk slowly?"

Dai Ke reached out to take it, but 005 hurriedly stopped him [Host, this contains poisonous ingredients! ]

Hearing this, Dai Ke still took it away, but held it on his ear without smoking: "This is Mr. Fu's territory. As the second in command of the group, it should be reasonable for me to go in and take a look at the Fu family's industry, right?"