The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

"Yes, but at present, we can only speculate, and we can't find any real evidence. Lezheng Yu has disappeared, and even the clues leading to the records have been lost." An Jiacheng said honestly.

"What a Chen Jianchun, what a Chen Fang..." Wang Ye laughed back angrily, but after a brief moment, he frowned and asked: "Old Chen and his son didn't know that I had a photo in my hand before, why did they suddenly Will be murderous...unless...they know in advance...I have a photo of his son taking drugs."

"No!" As soon as the words fell, An Jia was frightened to death. Apart from the boss, she was the only one who handled the private investigation, and even the secretarial department didn't know anything about it. Now that she asked the question, it was clear that she was suspected of falling in love with her.

"Director Wang! I never did anything to be sorry for you! Regarding the photo, I put the USB flash drive in the safe and dare not reveal anything!"

"What are you so nervous about..." Wang Ye crossed his arms, looked at his secretary playfully, shook his head and said, "I didn't doubt you, you've been with me for so long, you wouldn't come to harm me until today, I Suspicion...is the scout bastard."

"You mean, Mr. Chen directly bribed the investigators? But at the beginning we bought out the photos directly, and even destroyed the negatives and memory cards. It is impossible for Mr. Chen to find any real evidence." An Jia said doubtfully.

"You don't need any real evidence at all. As long as you can bribe the investigator, from him until I have the evidence, it's enough for Lao Chen to panic." Wang Ye clenched his palms, took a breath and ordered: "You go to the doctor Go through the discharge procedures, and I will go back to Wang's tomorrow."

"Okay." An Jia complied.

"Also," he looked towards the distance outside the window, his stern tone almost solidified in the air: "The person who betrays me cannot be kept, you know what to do."

"Understood, Director Wang, I will find someone to deal with the investigative side." An Jia seemed to be used to it, and was not surprised that the boss was cruel.

"Go back, tomorrow...we still have a tough battle." Wang Ye waved his hand.

"Well, Mr. Wang, rest well." An Jia turned around after finishing speaking, opened the door of the ward and strode away.

Just as she was about to pass by the ward, she turned her head inadvertently, and saw that man in his prime was standing by the bed, his exquisite facial features seemed to be carved by God, he was obviously extravagant, but...unspeakable lonely.

She shook her head, thinking that she should leave the hospital alone, she shrugged her shoulders and strode away from the hospital. After all, this place is too cold in winter.

Wang Ye was half asleep, half awake and slept through the night. In his dream, it was still Shen Moyan and the man who looked exactly the same, talking with a smile.

Holding his breath in his heart, he walked over and wanted to pick that guy up, but when he turned around, he met Shen Moyan's eyes full of resentment.

"I hate you."

"Why are you still looking for me!"

"I hate you! Hate you!"

"Ah!" He woke up suddenly and sat up, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and the sweat dripping from his forehead into his eyes was a little stinging.

Wang Ye wiped his head vigorously with his hand, panting like a drowning man, the window was already dim, he checked his phone, and he could go through the discharge procedures in two hours.

Subconsciously squatting on the bed and embracing himself, it was the first time after his father's death that he felt so vulnerable.Apart from Shen Moyan, there was only fear in his mind, this feeling was too strange.

So strange that he was at a loss.

Wang Ye sniffed, his throat was a little sore, it was ridiculous, he has lived for more than 20 years, he must not be like this now.

There is no useless in his dictionary.

Even if Shen Moyan really changed his mind, so what, even if he snatched it back, it was impossible for him to let go.He couldn't let go anymore.

When the sun rose, Wang Ye had recovered the wisdom that elites at the top of the pyramid should have. He put on the handmade wool coat handed over by An Jia, rolled up his cuffs, and strode out of the ward.

Today Rongcheng is a bit cloudy and rainy, and the continuous rain in winter makes people inexplicably irritable. The car was parked downstairs of the Wang Group, Wang Ye stepped out of the car door, and walked inward with big strides, followed by An Jia.

The employees in the group gasped when they saw him, stood aside to say hello in a polite manner, and talked in a low voice when they turned their backs.

Wang Ye didn't care at all, and went directly to the office on the top floor. The secretarial department was ready to go, and only listened to the boss's orders.

"Call all the old people on the board of directors to hold a meeting in the large conference room on time at ten o'clock. If they don't arrive, they will voluntarily count as abstention and agree to the chairman's proposal." He ordered sharply.

"Okay. Let's do it right away." An Jia nodded in response, and immediately turned her head to let everyone take their place and start working.

At ten o'clock, Wang Ye pushed open the door of the conference room on time, and the entire secretarial department was waiting for news at the workstations. An Jia accompanied the boss to participate in the meeting and recorded important information at any time.

"Let everyone come today, and I have a few things to announce." Wang Yeju looked down at the old guys on the seats, with a relaxed and sharp tone: "First, I want you to see that I am still alive, and it will not be my turn to have some The jumping beam clown rides on his head."

No one dared to breathe in the silence below, Lao Chen pretended to be calm and looked at him with his neck slanted, with a faint cold sweat on the top of his head.

"Secondly..." Wang Ye glanced at Chen Jianchun, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he sat on the boss's chair in the main position, and put his feet on the conference table, showing his arrogance.

"Director Chen made the decision to let his son take charge of Wang's overseas business while I was away." He deliberately slowed down his tone, admiring Chen Jianchun's flustered expression, and then slowly said: "All void!"

"Wang Ye, you bastard!" Chen Jianchun slapped the table angrily, pointing directly at Wang Ye: "The decision of the board of directors can be abolished as soon as it is said!"

"I can't be abolished?" Wang Ye asked back, the smile on his face became heavier and heavier: "Then ask Mr. Chen, who else is qualified?"

He put down his legs, walked leisurely to the old thing, and said with a sneer, "Chen Dong, don't forget that I still have a lot of good things from your son."

"Don't bully people too much!" Chen Jianchun gritted his teeth and retorted, but he stepped back unconsciously: "You can't cover the board of directors with one hand!"

"I can't, do you think so?" Wang Ye approached step by step without fear: "You jump up and down while I'm not here, lest Mrs. Wang don't know that you are trying to seek power and usurp the throne, and I heard that you cursed me quickly point to death?"

He grabbed the old man's wrist, leaned over to Chen Jianchun's ear and teased, "Unfortunately, I'm alive again, are you disappointed?"

"I...I didn't...you are less bloody and spitting..." Chen Jianchun was trembling and couldn't speak clearly, and the cold sweat was pouring out more and more.

"I really hope that I misunderstood, otherwise..." Wang Ye raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that one day I'll be in a bad mood and slip my hands and send the messy things about Mr. Ling to the tabloid reporter. ...You said, how lively it was. Hahahahaha."

"How dare you!" Chen Jianchun was still struggling to the death.

"You can try it and see if I dare." Wang Ye sarcastically raised his voice.

Chen Jianchun slumped down on the seat as if exhausted, unable to say a word, his hands were still shaking.

"Okay, everyone's retirement repairs are delayed today, let's end the meeting." Wang Ye waved his hand, and everyone in the board of directors hurriedly wiped off their sweat and fled the scene, lest they would anger the overlord if they stayed for a second longer.

After cleaning up Chen Jianchun, Wang Ye seemed to be in a good mood. When he stepped out of the conference room, he was calm and composed, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop a smug smile.

An Jia followed behind, and couldn't stop applauding for the boss in her heart.

Sure enough, dad is still your dad, and you can't be suppressed casually.

"Go and tell the driver, go to Shen Moyan's now." Wang Ye said, with no abnormal expression on his face.

"Ah?" An Jia was a little hesitant, and hesitated for a while before speaking: "That...Shen Moyan is not in Rongcheng."

"He's not in Rongcheng?!" Wang Ye stopped and turned to look at her: "Then where is he now?"

"Boss Shen's plane has arrived in Hengdian this morning... and he is filming a movie." An Jia answered honestly.

"Hengdian..." Wang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice full of gloom.