With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Assistant Cheng moved quickly.

The next day, relevant reports on the toxic paint incident were provided to Lang Qihua.

"I only found some screenshots of the report on the forum. Through the links provided by netizens, I found that all the reports had been removed. There were obvious signs of human intervention." He pursed his lips. "One thing is very strange. The reporter who broke the news was said to have been fired by the newspaper the day after the report was published. He has not been found since then."

Lang Qihua raised his head suddenly, "Missing?"

Assistant Cheng frowned, "Yes, I asked a friend in the reporter's hometown, and he also said that the reporter did not return to his hometown. The reporter himself...seems to have evaporated into thin air."

"Have you checked the itinerary records?"

"I'm..." Assistant Cheng's words were interrupted by a series of phone rings before he could finish.

His expression became even uglier after he answered the call in person.

“Mr. Lang, any channel that requires an ID card to purchase tickets has not found any entry and exit records of reporters.

He may still be here, or he may have gone abroad.”

Lang Qihua narrowed his eyes slightly, "There is another possibility."

Secretary Cheng's face turned pale, "Murder?"

“Don’t forget how Guanghui acquired the office building in the East District. Many people died, and in the end, their group’s public relations team spent a lot of money to suppress the news. After all these years, no evidence has been found.

...I have strayed off topic. Let’s get back to the incident itself. On the surface, the toxic paint was only related to Guanghui’s senior management. Guanghui itself was not involved. But the sender was very smart. He might just want to solve the problem of toxic paint, but was afraid that we would not help, so he sent a gift. ”

After Lang Qihua finished speaking, he took out the second page of letter paper from the envelope.

"A shoddy project? Haha... Check the list given by the sender one by one. Be careful not to leak the news. We must completely crush Guanghui this time!" Lang Qihua smiled ambitiously, "Next month, the land next to the No. 30 Middle School in the city will be put up for bidding. Without Guanghui, our chances of winning the bid will increase by %."

This is not just a piece of land, but also an integration of many resources, a great opportunity to become famous in one battle!

Assistant Cheng retreated solemnly.

Lang Qihua called another assistant in and said, "Go to Jiuqu Village in Zhejiang Province to investigate a man named Cao Zhen. Be careful and don't alarm anyone."

The assistant was puzzled, but obeyed the order.

In Lang Qihua's opinion, the person who secretly sent this letter was most likely the reporter Cao Zhen who broke the news.

It is said that in order to expose the truth about the toxic paint, he disguised himself as an employee and worked in a toxic paint company for a year.

His disappearance may have been caused by someone, or it is very likely that he hid himself secretly.

Who else except Cao Zhen could have compiled such a detailed list?

This also fits the reason why he couldn't take the initiative to come forward and could only find himself secretly.

I have to say, this reporter is very smart.

Know how to impress businessmen with core interests.

It's a pity that he has such a strong sense of justice that he can only form a united front for a short period of time and can never become one of our own.

But so what? The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The key to this chess piece is how you use it.

-

The temperature in Haicheng today is 38 degrees, it's so hot that people are about to melt.

Jiang Chengwei went out to do some work early in the morning and did not return until almost noon.

Qiu Ling originally wanted to go for a stroll on the beach, but seeing the sun, he retreated back into his room like a turtle.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

"Who?"

"Ms. Qiu, it's me." Hai Mei's voice came through the door.

She was dressed very fashionably today, with sunglasses on her head and full makeup.

"My good sister has arranged a meal with me, so I won't cook at noon. You can use the kitchen on the first floor if you want. There are ingredients in the refrigerator. Just clean up after you're done."

"Sister Hai, are you passing through town?" She was dressed very elegantly, not like an ordinary visitor.

Hai Meizi stroked her bangs and nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Can you take me with you? It's too hot. I want to go to a store in town to eat something and buy some daily necessities and clothes."

What Qiu Ling said was the truth. After all, there was no so-called takeout at the moment.

How could she be so upset that she started a fire in such hot weather?

"Sure!" Hai Meizi said enthusiastically, "There is a seafood restaurant in town that makes excellent seafood noodles.

I called a tricycle and will take you to the seafood restaurant first. After you finish your meal, turn right and walk for 5 minutes. You will see a clothing store with a blue facade. It is a store owned by my best friend. They have just launched new styles at very affordable prices and of very good quality. They are most suitable for young and energetic girls like you!"

Hai Meizi talked a lot.

Qiu Ling's only concern was the bus that ran every 20 minutes. She didn't want to wait outside in the hot sun, so she asked Hai Meizi for the tricycle driver's phone number.

It only took 10 minutes by tricycle to reach the town.

The town center looks much more prosperous.

The road is quite wide, with various seafood restaurants on both sides. At noon, every store is full of customers.

Qiu Ling was sent by Hai Meizi to a small shop that looked very clean. The shop was full, so Qiu Ling had to share a table with others. She ordered a bowl of fresh shrimp and seafood noodles, which cost 20 yuan.

The shrimp meat is chewy and sweet, the noodle soup is fresh and rich, and the noodles are chewy and smooth.

It broke Qiu Ling’s inherent impression of light diet!

The so-called light taste does not strictly mean using less oil and salt, resulting in an unusually bland taste.

Even with less oil and salt, you can still make delicious food!

It is summer now, but after eating a bowl of hot shrimp noodles, I don’t feel that hot at all.

After filling her stomach, she did not rush to buy clothes, but found a pharmacy to buy some medicine to repel mosquitoes and prevent seasickness.

After coming out, I looked up and saw a coffee shop opposite. The bitter but rich aroma of coffee floated in the air, making people stop and take a look.

She pushed the door open and walked in, ringing the wind chime hanging on the door handle.

"Welcome~" The proprietress who was taking a nap on the table suddenly woke up and saw a thin figure walking in. She quickly grabbed the glasses on the table.

"Hello, little girl, what would you like to eat?" The proprietress stood up with a smile.

Qiu Ling glanced at the handwritten menu on the wall. "One iced cappuccino and one strawberry milkshake."

The proprietress looked up and glanced at her. "Hey, a tourist from out of town?"

Qiu Ling nodded.

The proprietress was even more curious, "How do you know our town? I've been running the store here for so long, but this is the first time I've seen tourists from other places."

Qiu Ling was the only customer in the coffee shop. She found a place where she couldn't get in the sun and sat down. "I heard a local friend mention it. I like seafood, so I came here to have a look."

"Then you've come to the right place! The seafood here is very cheap, unlike other scenic spots that just cheat tourists' wallets!" As the proprietress spoke, she took out the remote control from the cash register and turned on the air conditioner.

A cool breeze blew slowly, blowing away the heat on Qiu Ling's body.

"Has the boss lady ever been out of town?"

"I worked outside when I was young, and after saving some money I came back and opened a coffee shop..." She paused while scooping ice cubes, a trace of regret flashed across her face, "To be honest, our town is very backward, let alone beach activities, there is only one coffee shop.

There are usually not many tourists, and there are only some old people and children left in the town, and they are not used to drinking coffee at all.

There are some repeat customers, but they don't come every day. If this house wasn't my own, the money I earn in a month wouldn't be enough to pay the rent.

Alas, I can’t keep my shop going any longer.”

The more she spoke, the lonelier she became, and her expression was a little conflicted.

"Have you ever thought about going out to work again?" Qiu Ling took the iced coffee and took a sip. She couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, she just felt it was bitter.

Fortunately, she lives a happy life, and the only bitterness comes from this cup of iced coffee, which is bearable.

The boss lady thought about it seriously, "If the coffee shop doesn't make money, I can only go out to work." She looked at Qiu Ling with a flattering smile, "Boss, do you have any good jobs to recommend?"

She believes that those who have the leisure to travel these days either have a wealthy family or a good job!

Regardless, it's really enviable.