In her ears, the loud music was still playing, but the expression on Wen Yue's face gradually solidified, "Who did you say you were investigating for?"
Lao Ou consciously made a mistake and covered his mouth.
Wen Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, Jiang Yan and I are good friends, and I probably know some of the things she asked you to check."
"Do you still know Miss Jiang?" Lao Ou asked in surprise.
Wen Yue nodded and asked tentatively: "It should be very troublesome to investigate the affairs of country G, right?"
"Yeah, but it's not a difficult thing for me." Lao Ou clapped his hands, and someone immediately brought Wen Yue a glass of wine.
Wen Yue took it but didn't drink it, "But Yanyan rarely tells me about her affairs. Every time she encounters trouble, she takes care of it by herself."
"Actually, it's normal for her not to tell her friends about this kind of thing, right?" Lao Ou touched his chin, "After all, it concerns her mother."
Wen Yue's heart moved. In the early years, she heard that Jiang Yan's mother, Shen Fengmian, died mysteriously. It turned out that she wanted to investigate what happened back then.
"well¡¡"
Wen Yue sighed, lowered her head and refused to answer.
She already had a rough plan in mind. Since Mu Wanqing was unreliable and she couldn't get money from the Zhou family, she might as well make a fuss out of this matter.
"She also wants to get to the bottom of what happened back then, right? But so many years have passed" Wen Yue looked worried, "Can this still be found out?"
"It's indeed a bit tricky to check for blood roses." Lao Ou picked up the wine and took a sip, "But I have my own way."
Wen Yue also picked up the wine, "I'd like to thank you in advance, but I have a rude request¡ª¡ª"
She raised her eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes, and her eyes were flowing.
Lao Ou swallowed, "Whatever the beauty wants, I can satisfy it!"
Wen Yue leaned over and put his hands on the man's thighs. "If you find something, can you tell me first?"
With the beauty by his side, Lao Ou had long lost his mind and nodded in agreement, "Of course! Of course!"
"Mr. Jiang, the project bidding has ended." Su Yun handed over the document, "This is the information of the company that finally won the bid."
Jiang Yan opened it and saw that it was the Shen family of Siyuan.
"If I remember correctly, the Shen family is also a family business, right?"
Su Yun quickly replied: "Yes, but Shen's has also been undergoing transformation this year. This time, one of their subsidiaries is looking for us to cooperate. In a few days, their president Shen Jiayan will come to sign the contract in person."
"Be prepared in advance." Jiang Yan signed the document, handed the document to Su Yun, and glanced at the clock on the wall.
It¡¯s already six o¡¯clock.
Jiang Yan turned off the computer. Seeing this, Su Yun asked, "Is Mr. Jiang going to the hospital to visit Mr. Zhou?"
"Um."
"How is Mr. Zhou's injury?" Su Yun said in a respectful tone.
Jiang Yan frowned, "I have recovered a lot, but the doctor said I still need to rest."
"I have also been tracing Gong Yue's whereabouts recently. Unfortunately, he has already discovered the hacking into his mobile phone. My subordinates are incompetent and cannot help." Su Yun lowered his head.
Jiang Yan shook his head and said, "You have done your best, so don't take it too seriously."
"yes."
Country m.
Gong Yue lowered the brim of his hat, looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then quickly dodged into a building.
¡°Boss, you¡¯re finally back!¡± His subordinates rushed up to him and took the bag from his hand.
It wasn¡¯t until he entered the private office that Gong Yue took off his hat, revealing a bearded face. ¡°Have the police been here lately?¡±
¡°I¡¯ve been here, but don¡¯t worry, boss, the police have definitely found nothing unusual.¡±
Gong Yue sat down and said, "Give me your phone."
"This" His subordinates were a little puzzled. Gong Yue's cold eyes swept over him, but he still hurriedly took out his mobile phone and handed it over.
Gong Yue tapped his fingertips and quickly sent a text message.
"Help me make an appointment with a plastic surgeon. Zhou Ang's eyeliner is everywhere. My identity can no longer be used."
"yes."
The operation is scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon, still half an hour away.
"Convene a secret meeting immediately. Don't tell them I will attend, lest the news leaks out."
One of his subordinates immediately walked away and went to make arrangements.
The other person had a complex expression, "Boss, this time Zhou Ang is in power, should we arrange a killer immediately"
"No need." Gong Yue raised his eyebrowsWith a smile, "When I left, I already had a backup plan in place."
The sinister smile sent chills down your back.
In the hospital, the doctor knocked on the door of the ward and said, "Mr. Zhou, you have some serious wounds on your abdomen and you need an anti-inflammatory injection."
"Is it infected?" Jiang Yan frowned and looked at Zhou Ang, who was lying on the hospital bed, "I am very careful every time I scrub, why is it still infected?"
Zhou Ang patted her head, "It's okay."
Jiang Yan quickly put down the things in his hands and put them aside.
The doctor was wearing a mask. Jiang Yan glanced at him and held his wrist, "Where is Dr. Fang? How come you are the one giving the injection?"
"Dr. Fang is on leave. I'm here to cover the shift." The doctor picked up the syringe from the shelf and pushed it slowly to expel the air in the syringe.
The needle tip came closer to the back of Zhou Ang's hand, but the more Jiang Yan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, "Wait a minute!"
The doctor¡¯s movements did not pause at all, and penetrated directly into Zhou Ang¡¯s skin.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ang cast an inquiring look at Jiang Yan who was standing aside.
Jiang Yan scratched his head, "Noit's okay"
It should just be that she is overthinking it, right? It is common for doctors in the hospital to change shifts if they are temporarily unavailable.
The liquid in the syringe was slowly injected. Jiang Yan was most afraid of injections. She didn't dare to look at it until the doctor finished the injection.
"Take good care of it, don't let the wound get wet, and change the dressing every day."
"Okay." Jiang Yan agreed and memorized it carefully.
The doctor put away the syringe and was about to leave with the trolley. Jiang Yan thanked him with a smile and glanced at Lin's medicine in the trolley, but her expression suddenly changed, "No, who are you?"
"Jiang Yan, what's wrong?"
"What kind of medicine did you inject him with?" Jiang Yan's tone became stern. Although she was not a medical student, Zhou Ang had also received an anti-inflammatory injection a few days ago, and she had seen the name of the medicine.
The injection the doctor just gave him was not an anti-inflammatory injection at all!
When the doctor saw what had happened, he overturned the trolley and tried to escape.
"Bodyguard!"
Jiang Yan shouted, and several big men immediately gathered around him, and the man was immediately pushed to the ground.
"Where else are you running?" She walked over step by step with an extremely ugly face. She knelt down and picked up the medicine bottle she had just used. She glanced at it and hurriedly ordered: "Hurry up and call the doctor! Doctor Fang!"
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ang stood up holding on to the edge of the bed.
"The injection he gave you was not an anti-inflammatory shot!"
The bodyguard now figured out what was going on and kicked him, "Honestly."
But the man said nothing, pulled down his mask and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
When Jiang Yan saw this, he screamed secretly and reached out to stop him, but it was too late.
In just a few seconds, the fake doctor foamed at the mouth and completely lost consciousness. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com