Mrs. Qin wiped away her tears and held Qin Mo's hand: "Xiao Mo, my dear grandson."

Wan Meili's eyes were red and her heart was clenched.

She has always liked Qin Mo, but Qin Mo is a well-known playboy in the circle.

Qin Mo does not refuse beautiful women, but he and Wan Meili are only good friends and will never go too far.

This is why the arrogant and domineering Wan Meili restrained her temper and became obedient when Qin Mo was around.

She was just trying to please Qin Mo, and she couldn't control Qin Mo. Just like at the Wanxi Guild Hall, Qin Mo had a crush on Meng Ning, and she was jealous, so she could only watch.

Qin Mo was pushed into the ward first. At this time, the manager of Wanxi Guild Hall walked towards Qin Weicang.

"Mr. Qin, I am the manager of the Wanxi Guild Hall. My surname is Wen. Wen Zhao. You can just call me Xiao Wen." Wen Zhao handed over his business card and lowered his head respectfully: "As for Mr. Qin being beaten in the Guild Hall, On behalf of Wanxi Guild Hall, I would like to apologize to Mr. Qin. How is Mr. Qin's injury?"

Qin Weicang didn't take the business card. A small manager was not enough to impress him.

Qin Weicang asked sternly: "My son was beaten in your Wanxi guild hall. You must bear a certain responsibility for this matter. I will give you one hour to find the person who beat my son. Otherwise, I will take your Wanxi Guild Hall is asking."

Wen Zhao's attitude was very low and he said: "Yes, yes, it is our Wanxi Guild Hall's responsibility. Don't worry, Mr. Qin, we will find the murderer who beat Mr. Qin as soon as possible."

At that time, Fu Tingxiu went upstairs wearing a mask. No one recognized him, and Wen Zhao had not had time to call the surveillance camera.

As long as you call the surveillance and check the list of people who entered the Wanxi Guild Hall today, you can know who it is.

The Wanxi Guild Hall is a membership system, and real-name membership is implemented. It is also true that the people who come in and out of the Wanxi Guild Hall are either rich or noble people.

However, this does not guarantee that no one will sneak in with a membership card or be brought in by others.

"Not as soon as possible. I only give you one hour. If we can't find anyone, your Wanxi Guild Hall will bear the consequences."

Qin Weicang dropped these words domineeringly and followed Mrs. Qin to the ward.

Looking at his son lying on the hospital bed, Qin Weicang looked ugly.

Mrs. Qin burst into tears and stood by with distress.

At this moment, Qin Weicang's assistant came in from outside with a hurried look: "Mr. Qin, it's bad, something happened to the Qin family, I'm afraid there's going to be a thunderstorm."

Hearing the word "thunder", Qin Weicang was like a bolt from the blue.

Qin Weicang almost lost his balance, swayed, and said, "Go outside and talk."

Qin Weicang walked out. In a deserted place, the assistant said seriously: "Mr. Qin, just 10 minutes ago, there was a thunderstorm in Qin's real estate. I don't know who let the news out. Investors withdrew their capital one after another. Qin's stocks It’s already plummeting, and I’m afraid we won’t be able to survive tomorrow, and we expect that we won’t be able to repay the bank debt this year.”

The Qin family is known as the leader of the enterprise, but in fact it is already a powerful external force but a cadre in the middle. The Qin family, which started from real estate, has assets of [-] billion, but liabilities of nearly [-] billion.

Enterprises need capital turnover and investors to stabilize the capital chain. The Qin family is already in danger, and it is all supported by Qin Weicang's false shell. Once investors withdraw their capital, it will be a drain on the bottom of the pot.

"Give me the computer." Qin Weicang's voice was already trembling.

No matter how big a company is, it can collapse overnight.

The assistant handed over the computer. Qin Weicang looked at the stocks of Qin's many industries. The stocks plummeted, but his blood pressure kept rising.

At the entrance of the hospital, in the Rolls-Royce, Fu Tingxiu's slender hands were typing groups of codes on the keyboard.

He also made several phone calls one after another. He would definitely make Mrs. Qin pay a heavy price.

Luo Cheng also held a laptop in his hand, which was full of stocks of Qin Group's industries.

"Mr. Fu, it has already begun. Once the morning market opens, Qin's assets will evaporate by at least 400 billion."

Fu Tingxiu calmed down: "It's not enough."

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