Lose 100 million today

After the banquet, Li Sheng got the survey results. Looking at the good reviews of the blockbuster and the words "Refined and Treasured", the veins on Li Sheng's forehead jumped.

Did she fool herself into thinking she was a fool?

There is indeed something wrong with that woman!

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"What to do?" Li Sheng thought a thousand times, and finally said: "Keep an eye on them first."

"OK."

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Chuzheng was indeed trying to fool Li Sheng. If she really wanted to hide it, she could have synthesized it so that they could not find any source.

I thought what action Li Sheng would take after finding out.

This way she can legitimately defend herself.

Who knew that Li Sheng didn't take any action at all...

Chuzheng lay bored on the table in Fengyan's office, wondering how to deal with Li Sheng.

Employees outside the office were whispering to each other, discussing who this beautiful young lady was.

"A new plan must be given before noon tomorrow."

Feng Yan came in with Assistant Yu. Feng Yan didn't look happy, and his whole person was filled with anger.

Assistant Yu nodded cautiously.

Feng Yan finished explaining the matter: "Let's go out."

Assistant Yu turned around and ran away.

Scared to death.

The boss just seemed to have eaten dynamite.

Chuzheng turned Feng Yan's boss chair and slowly asked Feng Yan who came in: "Who made you angry?"

Feng Yan paused slightly, then relaxed naturally: "It's about work."

"I can help you."

"No need." Feng Yan walked to the table and said, "Get out of the way."

"What's wrong if I sit down?"

Feng Yan pressed his hand on the table, looking elsewhere, and said in a helpless tone: "I want to work."

Chuzheng patted her thigh proudly: "Sit!"

Feng Yan: "..."

"I can do it!" The weight of the good guy card is nothing to mention!

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan collected the things on the table and went directly to the adjacent meeting area to work.

Chuzheng sat for a while and then ran over: "Why don't you think that bitch Li Sheng didn't move?"

If Li Sheng doesn't move, how can I beat him to death?

Feng Yan: "What's the noise?"

Chuzheng: "I saw him checking the audio and knew I was fooling him. Why didn't he take action?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan almost moved the important files on the screen to the trash can with his hand.

Feng Yan also realized later that Chu Zheng would definitely be exposed if he made such a sound.

But Chu Zheng had already done it at that time, and Li Sheng must have known about it. What else could he do?

We can only hope that Li Sheng's IQ has dropped.

However, Li Sheng's IQ obviously didn't drop. He not only thought about it, but also found it out... But the fact that he didn't make any movement was a bit surprising.

Li Sheng was so calm this time.

"Are you spying on him?"

Chuzheng denied it seriously: "No, I just took a look."

The Internet is like her home, she can come and go as she pleases, how can it be called surveillance!

The corner of Feng Yan's mouth twitched, and he wanted to talk to Chu Zheng about legal issues, but he thought she would forget it after listening, so he had to forget it.

That person Li Sheng...

Feng Yan changed the subject: "Have you cracked that document?"

"Soon."

"I found some information about TID." Feng Yan dug out some paper documents: "I found this in my sister's book."

Chuzheng took it and turned it over.

TID was established in 2058, so it has been 63 years now. The establishment information says it is a Biotechnology Research Institute.

But in 2060, it was closed.

It closed after only two years of establishment... This doesn't look right at all.

"At that time, the tid funds all came from the same person." Feng Yan turned to the last page of the document: "Simpson Fergus."

Chuzheng pondered what Feng Yan meant: "You want to check?"

Feng Yan exhaled a breath: "I think my brother-in-law's disappearance, my sister's matter, and the things I forgot may all have something to do with this. I want to know... what exactly did I forget, my sister and What's wrong, uncle?"

Chuzheng looked at him intently for a few seconds: "I understand."

Chuzheng looked through the documents carefully.

There isn't much recorded here.

The most useful one is Simpson Fergus.

Chuzheng searched for this name. There are thousands of people with this name around the world... Is this like trying to find a needle in a haystack?

"Where is the registration place?" She didn't seem to find the registration place in the information just now.

Feng Yan turned over it and said, "I didn't write it down."

"..." Without a place of registration, the scope can only be limited to the country. Fortunately, there is still time.

The number retrieved kept narrowing down to seven.

Chuzheng cast the information on the screen.

Two of them are dead, and two have birth dates after 2058, which is certainly not the case either.

Even if that person was twenty years old at the time, he is now in his eighties.

"Excluding those born in 1958, there are still five people who are more likely to be suspected." Chu Zheng crossed out the two who were born in 1958: "Here."

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Chuzheng was in a bad mood and didn't want to go to the company with Feng Yan and stayed at home. As soon as Feng Yan left, she immediately slipped out to check on those people.

Feng Yan said he would have someone investigate this matter.

However, Chuzheng felt that those people were too slow, so he might as well go up on his own.

But after checking both of them and finding no clues, Chuzheng became a little irritable.

Chuzheng scratched her hair, calmed down for a while, straightened her appearance, opened the car door and got out.

The streets here are narrow and many buildings have collapsed.

But judging from the surrounding environment, there are quite a few people living here.

Chu Zheng checked the address. Is it here?

Chuzheng stepped on the bumpy ground and walked inside. Some of the house numbers were missing, while others were messy with graffiti.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and all kinds of garbage were scattered on the ground.

As Chuzheng passed by on the street, people would look at her from time to time, but Chuzheng glanced over and those people quickly shrank back.

Click, click, click...

There was a strange sound coming from behind.

Chuzheng looked back and saw that there was nothing unusual except for those who were cowering and watching.

Chuzheng looked away and stood still.

In a corner ten meters away from Chuzheng, several people squatted together and discussed in low voices.

"What's up with her?"

"Have you discovered us?"

"How is it possible? We are not following closely."

"Then where is she...bastard! Where's the person?"

The streets were empty, not even a ghost.

The few people didn't care about hiding and quickly chased him out. They stopped where Chu Zheng stayed and looked around.

"Damn it, in the blink of an eye, she can still fly?"

"There is no other way..."

"Look for it quickly!"

Several people were about to separate and look for it when they heard a cold female voice coming from above.

"Find me?"

They looked up at the same time.

It was a building, but half of it had collapsed, and only half was left, as if someone had split it from the middle, with the steel and concrete standing in the air.

And the girl was standing on a protruding steel bar.

The long golden hair floated slightly, revealing the girl's beautiful face, but there was a coldness between her eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel chilly involuntarily.

"What do you want from me?"