law of receptivity

Yan Ge didn't go back to Liang Ziqian's apartment that night, but went back to his mother's place for dinner. He drank some wine at the dinner table and then slept at his mother's house. Go to Work.

Before going to bed, Liang Ziqian talked with him on the phone for a while, and the two chatted casually, the atmosphere was no different from usual.

Not surprisingly, Liang Ziqian didn't mention Min Yu at all.

When he arrived at the company the next day, Yan Ge asked a relative of him to help transfer some materials.

Yan Ge turned on the computer and stared at the email for seven or eight minutes, the mouse in his hand kept sliding up and down, his eyes became more and more careful and hesitant...

When he almost understood everything, he pushed the mouse to the side, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

After a few rings, the phone was picked up.

Yan Ge said. "Hello, Xiaoyu."

"Ah...Xiao Yan, what's the matter so early?" Cao Yu yawned, but he didn't wake up when he heard it.

Yan Ge pressed the keyboard with his index finger, turned off the copies of the property registration forms on the screen, and turned his chair to face out of the window.

"Help me check something."

"Huh? Tell me."

"Daosheng Financial, the controlling shareholder is Min Yu."

Cao Yu drank saliva on the other side, feeling a little more energetic in his throat, he asked.

"Who is this person?"

"Liang Ziqian's cousin."

Cao Yu paused for a moment, then asked again. "Liang Ziqian's cousin? Is something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, but I met his cousin by chance, and I think that kid has a lot of stories, so I asked my uncle to check it out." Yan Ge tapped the armrest of the leather chair with his left hand, and chuckled road. "That child seems to be doing a large amount of illegal-lending-loans."

"Really??" Cao Yu's voice suddenly rose, and he could hear surprise through the phone. "His brother is so rich that his family can't afford it? He actually does this business in Beijing." He blurted out the words, and then thought about Yan Ge and Liang Ziqian.

"Hey, that's not right. Liang Ziqian has only been in office for a few months, so his private loan company couldn't have just popped up out of thin air, right?"

Yan Ge leaned on the chair, casually glanced at the computer screen saver beside him, and said casually. "That's why I asked you to check for me."

Cao Yu let out a long cry, and quickly responded. "Okay, I'll check it for you, don't worry!"

Yan Ge laughed. "Then thank you, Second Young Master Cao, for helping me take care of my elder brother."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ge habitually emptied all the mailboxes, and even glanced at the copies of the real estate before emptying them.

...Min Yu...

He couldn't help thinking about that handsome young man.

There is such an outstanding cousin, why has Liang Ziqian never mentioned it to him?

Why did the information he got show that Min Yu was holding the position of assistant to the president, but had 1000 properties in Beijing?Moreover, these houses were all transferred to Min Yu’s name at the same time, and they were gifted rather than bought and sold. The donated parties were two trading companies in Beijing with registered capitals of more than [-] million.

Leverage rolling interest, effective time limit, mortgage debt.

Such a distinctive method of income, such an unobtrusive business...

What is not a high-interest-loan?

I didn't expect him to be young, but he is really courageous.

Originally, it was just because the child really made him a little depressed yesterday, and he wanted to inquire about Min Yu's origin by the way, but he never thought that he would find out such a big deal...

Quietly, Yan Ge shook his head and laughed a few times helplessly.

He and Liang Ziqian slept in the same bed every day, but he didn't know that he had a cousin who put out usury for tens of millions.

How many things did Liang Ziqian not tell him?In other words, how much did he know about Liang Ziqian so far?

The more Yan Ge thought about it, the more he couldn't concentrate, his forehead throbbed with his eyelids.

He turned around and picked up the cup to swallow, the clear water was slightly cool through his throat, Yan Ge stared at the empty cup and muttered to himself.

"Liang Ziqian...you are in such a deep water, why did you provoke me?"