let go of that actor

Coming to a small corner mysteriously, Ji Wenhao turned on the phone: "Look here."

It was a screenshot of the video. The picture showed Xiaosan's bedroom, and the place Ji Wenhao was pointing at was the three bags on the hook.

Backpacks, shoulder bags, handbags.

Zheng Yuankai thought hard for a while, but still couldn't see what was wrong with the bag, so he said wittily, "Is this a famous brand?"

nonsense.

Can Jing Bochao treat his son badly?

But this nonsense played an unexpected role: "Not only, but also an international famous brand! This is incense... Well, I know Brother Zheng, you don't care about brands, so let me just talk about the price, this one is 50, this is [-], This one is very popular and out of print, if it was bought in the last two years, it would be [-]."

...Why are bags so expensive?

Zheng Yuankai couldn't understand.

Ji Wenhao changed a screenshot: "Look here again, on the woman's wrist."

He talked eloquently: "Although this hand was not photographed very much because of the angle, I am 300% sure that it is Oslandon's watch. I don't know the model and pattern. The estimated price is [-] million. If you buy it out, you can consider doubling it again."

Another screenshot: "I don't recognize the pajamas on her body. Outside the window and inside the clothes hanging on the balcony, this skirt looks familiar to me. If it's true, it's the new ANGEL flower fairy model this spring, 20."

Zheng Yuankai already understood what he meant.

If these are just the tip of the iceberg, how much did Jing Bochao actually spend on Xiaosan?

According to my dear uncle's dividends in the company, he can't have these incomes unless... embezzlement of public funds.

And Chaoyang Real Estate is fighting for a big project recently, and it is Jingan's habit to check the company's accounts before accepting a big project.

Found the motivation.

Not at all happy.

There are many disharmonious relatives, but too few deadly ones.

Before his death, his father lamented that the company has grown stronger, but the brotherhood has become thinner. This business may have lost money.

The consolation is that, compared to being involved in many murders, the original owner died purely due to alcohol poisoning, which can give him a bottom line.

Ji Wenhao was indignant: "Isn't Chaoyang making too much money?"

"No, Jing Bochao doesn't have that much money," Zheng Yuankai said calmly, "This old man's claws are too long. Sooner or later, someone will chop them off."

Ji Wenhao's eyes lit up: "Then we can report it?"

"Good idea, and old man Jing will say that he only bought it after he became the interim president and took power. Once the video comes out, if he hasn't lost his dementia, he will wipe out the revealing account overnight." A ruthless investigation can still find out, but will the higher-ups really be ruthless?

Both of them knew this and didn't say anything.

Not yet.

Waiting for Jing Bochao to make another big somersault, it will be almost done.

Hurry up and make a move, how embarrassing would it be if Ah Qi preempted him?

Zheng Yuankai thought silently.

"Tsk, what is the person who played the video thinking?" After reading a few words, Ji Wenhao sighed again: "I think Jing An's car accident has something to do with this old man, alas, it happened in the same school anyway, classmate Jing really It's so unlucky, what's the fun in working overtime every day? After working so hard for so many years, he was reincarnated before he had time to enjoy it. How could he not realize it? Carpe diem in time is the true meaning of life."

"So your brother inherited the company."

"Yeah, I'm so easy to raise. No matter if I'm a successful stockholder or go to work every day, I can't run out of money. If that's the case, why should I suffer that crime?" Ji Wenhao clasped his hands together, looked up to the sky and said piously: "Bodhisattva bless you. Well, my brother doesn't think so, he was not smart since he was a child."

Zheng Yuankai was almost amused.

The young master shook his head, and he didn't know whether it was a sigh or a reminiscence. These words must be fallacies in the eyes of the mainstream, but... as a classmate Jing who was evaluated as "unlucky", he suddenly felt that it made sense.

"I still have one question that I can't figure out. Who installed the pinhole camera?" Ji Wenhao frowned: "Madam? Little San? Or someone else?"

"Renovator."

"what?"

Zheng Yuankai organized an argument in his mind, and said: "The old man is so kind to Xiaosan, it is normal for her to decorate a new room. When renovating, he also installs pinhole camera equipment, so it will not arouse suspicion at all." Maybe it is a benefit. , It may be that he was caught, or he hated Xiaosan deeply... The motive of the decorator is not important, nor is it important how to get out, what is important is that he completed this step.

"That makes sense!" Ji Wenhao bumped his arm and said excitedly, "Brother Zheng, you seem to be very concerned about the old man surnamed Jing?" He looked around and saw that everyone was far away where he couldn't hear his voice , and said: "To be honest, do you have an idea about Chaoyang?"

The young master made a deep expression, and Wan Jinyou said: "A company that doesn't want to be a leader is not a good company."

"speak English."

"Get out!" Zheng Yuankai raised his hand and gave him a shudder: "What I just said is not human?"

"Oh, this is a joke, Brother Zheng, you said it too, the hero, spare your life!"

Ji Wenhao held his head, extremely resentful: Okay, okay, what you are talking about is a myth, your boss has the final say.

Slowly withdrew his hand, the young master sighed: "Don't think about Chaoyang, I haven't done anything with Hengyang, the manager is almost on top of me."

"How is it possible?" Ji Wenhao looked serious: "This company is named Zheng after all."

Yes, Hengyang Real Estate, surnamed Zheng.

But he is not the only one with the surname Zheng.

The two were chatting on the set with nothing to do with themselves, but the protagonists of the video had already turned the world upside down.

Duplex attic room.

In the hall, an old man with silver hair and a gloomy expression sat at the head of the long table. His gloomy eyes stayed and moved away from everyone, and suddenly he slammed the table, furious: "Who the hell?"

This is Jing Bochao.

Today is Wednesday, he didn't go to the company, but stayed at home, and even asked for leave for his daughter Jing Ruyao, who was still in the first year of high school, and brought her back to participate in this family matter together.The whole house has been searched inch by inch, and the pinhole camera has been taken out. From last night to this morning, all the members of the decoration team have been checked, but no clues have been found, and no one has come forward to admit it. Say it has nothing to do with you.

If it's not an outsider, is it someone in the house?

Jing Bochao looked at the people sitting at the long table, Cheng Kexin held his neck high, his daughter held her hand uneasily; the chef Xiangzi and the nanny Rongma were very calm; the maids lowered their heads; Gan Tiantian was a little haggard, she lowered her head slightly, revealing a slender, white and elegant neck like a swan. She was wearing a long goose yellow dress, the fresh color matched her skin very well.

When I saw Gan Tiantian, I thought of my son sleeping in the baby room, and I wondered if the little guy was sleeping soundly?Jing Bochao's expression softened for a moment, thinking that he might have been too loud just now.

The truth is not important, the attitude of the Patriarch is the most important.

Seeing Jing Bochao like this, Rong's mother knew it.

She opened her mouth and said slowly: "If the master doesn't mind, I'll just say a few words."

Jing Bochao nodded.

"Master also knows that my ancestor was the head of a big family in the Qing Dynasty. Although it was feudal at that time, and now it is a new era, there are some principles that are similar." Rong Ma calmly put a sticker on her face. "Jin", said slowly: "It is said in the ancestor's handbook that it is impossible to find out who did one thing. hand."

She stared at Madam Jing.

Everyone stared at Mrs. Jing.

Cheng Kexin exploded, stood up and said excitedly: "Who wouldn't be framed, huh? What good can I do, will you drive the vixen out of the house? This vixen can be your daughter, Jing Bochao, you can do it too Mouth!"

Jing Bochao frowned: "This is a man's business."

"Bah! You were not born by your mother?"

"Mom..." Jing Ruyao pulled her mother's sleeve, and looked at her pleadingly.

Cheng Kexin looked around.

When she caught her sight, the family members, either had nothing to do with her, or were wise to protect herself, or made trouble, such as the nanny Rongma who insisted on characterizing the matter, she sighed and said: "Oh, madam is wronged, But after all, family ugliness should not be publicized."

"Shut up!" Cheng Kexin sneered again and again: "You and your brain should have been buried in the last century! It's just a nanny, what dares to point fingers at me?"

Still puzzled after she finished speaking, she strode forward and slapped the thin mother Rong so hard that she fell to the ground, covering her face trembling and unable to speak, she felt a sigh of relief.

"satisfying!"

"Why, the master beat the servant, can't he still beat him?"

Sure enough, Jing Bochao didn't say anything more.

Cheng Ke felt happy for a while.What's the benefit of cursing this stubborn old man who lived in the feudal period?Rong's mother also couldn't see clearly, she was just a woman no matter what, or an old woman with no beauty at all, a nanny, and she was expected to be as majestic as the chief executive of a feudal dynasty?

This home is so twisted.

move out.

As soon as this thought came out, she suddenly felt that the haze that had been suppressed in her heart for many years was swept away, and her chest was very happy, and she said radiantly: "It seems that we all need to calm down, Yaoyao, follow me!" Mom is going to pack things, I want to see if anything strange will happen when I am not at home, ha!"

"Mother?"

"good."

She took her daughter's hand and walked up to the attic without looking back.

"What should I do, Mom, if I knew I was going to move out, I wouldn't have sent my brother's dog away..." Jing Ruyao said in a low voice with a sad face after walking away a little.

There are no passive servants, QAQ who could have continued to raise

"Pfft, it's okay. I asked for leave from school anyway. Mom will take you to the pet market later. You can buy whatever you like."

"Okay!"

"Cheng Kexin!"

Jing Bochao's angry voice sounded, including his first and last names.

"What's the matter, old man, isn't it in your favor that I give up my seat to Mrs. Ru so quickly?" Cheng Kexin turned around lazily, with a sneer on her lips: "For the sake of couples who have been married for many years, let me remind you. It's not something you should be able to afford, and it's too ugly to eat."

Jing Bochao was in doubt.

After a while, he hurriedly stood up and went to make a phone call.

Gan Tiantian maintained a beautiful and demure smile, regretting in her heart: Why didn't anyone seize the opportunity to kill this old guy?

A certain young man who overestimated his uncle didn't know that he had missed a great opportunity, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to it, because he was busy accepting the roar of the director on the set: "Zheng Yuankai! Can you Are you flirting!"