Calculation of thousands of cities

After Bai Qiancheng left the hotel, he went to Yaoqi. When he arrived at Mo Yao's office, the man was staring at the computer in front of him as usual.

Consciously pouring a cup of coffee for Mo Yao, Bai Qiancheng stepped into the office with raised lips: "I'm sorry, something happened at home, I'm late."

Mo Yao took the coffee and put it on the table, not intending to talk to the man.

Bai Qiancheng did not rush to ask.Caring too much about Golan's affairs will only arouse Mo Yao's suspicion.

If you don't open your mouth, you don't intend to pursue it. Bai Qiancheng quickly moved to his desk and began to sort out the documents for Mo Yao's meeting tonight.

When this incident broke out, everyone who knew that Wen Qi's father had cancer would become suspicious.

But Wen Qi insisted that he did it.

This is not unreasonable. All the people who know about this matter are a few reliable servants and doctors in Wenqi's previous villa. With their qualifications, they can't have anything to do with Yaoqi, and it is impossible to put such a The news was revealed to Mo Yao.

In other words, besides the people in that villa, there are still people who know that Wen Qi's father has cancer.

And it is related to Yaoqi.

No matter how you think about it, you are the most qualified person.

Bai Qiancheng sighed, ruled out himself and continued his thinking.

This person can't be Mo Yao directly, Mo Yao and Wen Qi are not close enough to know his private affairs.

And Yaoqi's other employees seem to have no possibility.

Because they didn't know that Mo Yao had been on the verge of life and death by Golan, and they didn't know about Wen Qi's private affairs. Even if someone knew, they would never tell it easily.

Perhaps, the person who spread the rumors was not Yaoqi's at all.

If it is someone who has an enmity with Golan, it may not be possible to do such a thing.

Bai Qiancheng expanded his thoughts, but was interrupted by Mo Yao's light cough.

"Be more attentive while working."

The other party reminded lightly.

Bai Qiancheng responded, said sorry, and scolded Mo Yao hard in his heart.

The two worked until twelve o'clock in the noon. Mo Yao stood up casually and walked out of the office first. With his thin lips slightly parted, he said two words coldly: "Eat."

Bai Qiancheng immediately stood up and followed.

Just take advantage of lunch to talk to the other party.

By the way...he really wanted to say that Yaoqi and Golan shouldn't have developed into what they are now.

In the quiet western restaurant, there is only the sound of knives and forks touching lightly.

Mo Yao's eating is very elegant, and no one can find fault with it, and he can't even leave his eyes.

Bai Qiancheng quietly cut the steak on the plate, while observing the other's face, waiting for the opportunity to say a word.

Until Mo Yao raised his eyes and looked at him with calm eyes: "If you cut it off, you won't be able to eat it."

"..."

Bai Qiancheng looked at the plate with some embarrassment. It turned out that the good steak had been chopped into pieces by himself.

This damned Mo Yao has kept his head down...

"Chairman, recently Golan..."

After thinking about it again and again, Bai Qiancheng felt that if he didn't take the initiative to speak up, the other party would never bring up this matter.

"What's the matter with Golan's chairman?" After asking, he felt a little abrupt, so Bai Qiancheng added bluntly: "The news is always on the phone, and I don't understand it.. ...but the problem appears to be serious."

It means that I am just curious and have no other purpose.

Now, Mo Yao knows what he means, right?

"I have already sent someone to find out whoever intended to blow up the yacht." Mo Yao didn't seem to shy away from mentioning this topic, and said without any hesitation, "It belongs to Golan."

"So... this is your revenge on them?"

"Can't say that."

Mo Yao shook his head: "Someone is plotting all of this."

He used declarative sentences without any questioning tone.

Bai Qiancheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then asked: "...Why?"

"When I found out that the instigator was Golan, I immediately received an email. The content of the email was the news report about Wen Qi. I didn't intend to spread the news at first. But someone got there first."

After Mo Yao finished speaking, Bai Qiancheng knew Mo Yao's next words.

Someone is provoking the relationship between Golan and Yaoqi.

"Since this is the case, then of course we can't let them succeed." Seeing that the time has finally come, Bai Qiancheng expressed his opinion at this moment: "I think Golan and Yaoqi should cooperate for a win-win situation, not according to this If the momentum goes down, both defeats will hurt."

"... it was the Golan who crossed the line first."

Mo Yao's attitude is very firm, he will not take the initiative to ask for peace.

He has to wait for the other party's apology.

This is not stubbornness, it is Mo Yao's principle.

Bai Qiancheng was a little helpless, he knew that he would not be able to persuade him for a while, so he had to give up and continue cutting the poor steak on the plate.

He wants to find out this instigator.

"Chairman, can I see the sender's mailbox number?"

Soon realizing Bai Qiancheng's intentions, Mo Yao nodded and fiddled with the phone, and then a new message alert appeared on Bai Qiancheng's phone.

It is not easy to know Mo Yao's private email address, only those who have Mo Yao's trust will have his private email address.

At present, it seems that besides Wen Fangqian, Bai Qiancheng is the only one who knows.

Even work mailboxes are only open to internal employees.

Bai Qiancheng unlocked the phone, and looked at the email address Mo Yao sent him.

Such a person is cautious in doing things, and the number will definitely not be commonly used by the other party. Bai Qiancheng can only rely on it to determine the location of the other party's last computer or mobile phone use, and the rest is of no value.

The two returned to Yaoqi after finishing their meal. Bai Qiancheng went straight to the desk and turned on the computer, and began to hack into the opponent's system.

All this was not difficult for Bai Qiancheng, and soon he knew the location of the other party.

Barcelona, ​​Spain.

Bai Qiancheng's heart suddenly sank.

The headquarters of the Golan Group is in that city.

"Chairman, I'm afraid the accident on the yacht has something to do with the person who sent the email."

These two things were planned by the same person.

Bai Qiancheng felt his right eyelid twitch.

Because he had a terrible guess in his heart at the moment.

After sorting out all his thoughts, Bai Qiancheng suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, showing a helpless smile, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his heart suddenly ached.

He... probably already knows the answer.

But a man can't tell anyone, not even Wen Qi, who has always wanted to explain it to the other party.

...Bai Yi asked himself for Mo Yao's mailbox before.

What he said at the time was that he wanted Golan and Yaoqi to cooperate.

However, his real purpose...is probably to turn him against him.

This Bai Yi really fears that the world will not be chaotic.

However, what Bai Yi didn't know was that when he intended to blow up Mo Yao, he almost killed his own son.

Bai Qiancheng reached out and patted his chest, then laughed silently a few times.

It's not good who this person is, but if it's Bai Yi...

To sell his father in exchange for Wen Qi's forgiveness, Bai Qiancheng thought he couldn't do it.

He must find Bai Yi to ask the reason for doing so.

While in a trance, the sound of Mo Yao's footsteps gradually approached, Bai Qiancheng hastily closed the computer page, and turned to look at the other party.

"who's that person?"

"It's not clear yet." Bai Qiancheng shook his head, pretending not to know.

If you don't know, it's reasonable, but if you're clear, you'll be damned.

If Bai Qiancheng wasn't Bai Yi's son, he wouldn't be able to react, let alone someone else.

Mo Yao didn't doubt it, just nodded and continued: "The people from Golan sent an invitation just now, inviting us to attend the dinner they held in China."

Bai Qiancheng raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard the words.

It seems that Golan chose to bow his head to Yaoqi this time, which is a good sign.

"The time is set for tomorrow night."

After a simple explanation, Bai Qiancheng responded, but Mo Yao lifted his arm.

Bai Qiancheng was very dissatisfied by the sudden action, and stared at the other party.

Mo Yao stared at Bai Qiancheng more inquiringly, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You are not suitable for acting."

Bai Qiancheng's heart suddenly "thumped" when he heard the words, and he didn't know the clear meaning of the other party's words.

He looked at Mo Yao with questioning eyes, but the latter let go of Bai Qiancheng's arm and walked away without much hesitation.

...What exactly did that sentence mean?

Bai Qiancheng shook his head and forced himself not to think about it, then sat on the office chair and continued to organize the files.

It's better not... Mo Yao found out that he was covering up the truth.