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Chapter 242 Meng Po (13)

Jiang Wenchi was unconvinced: "Even if I am not the heir, I still have a share in the family business. I just think that Hanhai has developed very well in the past few years. Isn't it?"

Cheng Yao smiled: "Really? If Hanhai is really that strong, there is no need to send a little star to persuade Han Cheng to cooperate with you."

After Cheng Yao finished speaking, she quickly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly lowered her head and took a sip of water to cover up her embarrassment and the arrogance and disdain in her eyes.

But it was still too late, Jiang Wenchi had keenly captured her leaked emotions.

Taking advantage of Cheng Yao's remorse, Jiang Wenchi asked again: "Qin Yu from Songbai Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. jumped off the building, and Zhiyuan Group's Han Zhiyuan jumped off the building yesterday. Do you think there is any connection between these two incidents?"

Cheng Yao was stunned for a moment, and shook her hand holding the cup. Fortunately, the water in the cup is cold in summer, and it doesn't matter if it spills out. She smiled awkwardly, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and then said, "Will you In other words, one is my leader and the other is my boss. They both jumped off the building, and those who don’t know think that I beat the boss. There is nothing to associate with this kind of thing, it’s just bad luck.”

After she finished speaking, she sighed again: "My kung fu company that went to the hospital when I was sick is like this, and I don't know how long it will take to check it out. I haven't decided whether to change companies yet, so I don't have time to think about these irrelevant things. "

Jiang Wenchi smiled: "With your professional ability, even if you want to change jobs, you will definitely be able to find a better company. If you don't dislike it, you can come to our Hanhai, and I will say hello to my sister."

Jiang Wenchi's tone was full of the arrogance of an ignorant rich second generation. Cheng Yao couldn't help but sneered again, but quickly turned her face away.

Jiang Wenchi was still observing her. At this time, Qin Chuan suddenly asked: "I also want to ask, during the process of your contact with Han Zhiyuan, have you seen any politicians who have close contacts with him?"

Cheng Yao was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know about this. I am only responsible for drug research and development in the company, and I never participate in business entertainment. I don't even know about Mr. Han's social relationship."

At this time, Qin Chuan's phone rang, and it was Xie Donglai. Qin Chuan picked it up, and Xie Donglai's voice was rarely excited: "Captain Qin, we have found a new clue about Han Zhiyuan's Oriental identity."

Qin Chuan stood up immediately: "We'll go back right away."

*
At this time, in a warehouse near the wharf yard, a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s wearing a floral shirt paced back and forth anxiously.

A man with red hair next to him was blocking one nostril with his hand and inhaling a white powder.

Seeing this, the man became even more irritable, and went up and kicked the red hair: "When is it, what the hell are you smoking! How many times have I told you, don't touch this Alpha [-] casually! It will kill you much faster than heroin!"

The red hair stretched its neck happily, fell to the ground with the kicked buttocks, rubbed the face bone of the kicked black calf aggrievedly, got up and asked the flower shirt: "Brother Long, now even Po Meng is gone, we Who will the organs be sold to in the future?"

The man called Brother Long snorted: "Who said it's gone? There are so many substitutes for 'Meng Po', maybe it's another cover-up by the headquarters."

Hongmao didn't seem to understand: "But it's all on the news...

Brother Long smiled: "It was Han Zhiyuan who died. 'Meng Po' is just a code name. Without him, there are others."

Hong Mao reacted: "Brother Long, tell me, will the headquarters let you go up this time?"

Brother Long said disdainfully: "Bah, I don't want to do it even if you ask me to do it. In the name of a regional representative, it's just organizing meetings, contacting upstream and downstream, and doing some money laundering shit. It's boring to death. Leave it to them." Let those educated bastards go grab it. I just do my job well."

Hongmao nodded, puzzled: "Then what's bothering you, Brother Long?"

Brother Long frowned: "Although I don't mind Granny Meng being replaced, I don't know who the new one will be. If someone is difficult to get along with, it will be troublesome."

Before he finished speaking, their mobile phones rang at the same time, and the group conference calls initiated by "Meng Po" were displayed on the screens of the mobile phones, and more than a dozen avatar frames lit up at the same time.

Hongmao asked suspiciously, "Mrs. Xin Meng started working so soon?"

Brother Long sneered: "Maybe it's those bastards biting the dog again, let's see who gets a mouthful this time."

Brother Long and Hongmao looked at each other, laughed strangely, and picked up the phone.

*
On the sunken first floor of the villa, the dimly lit conference room is very spacious, and the windows decorated with agate yellow glass reflect yellow light.

The woman's high heels stepped on the marble floor, making a crisp sound.

Five AI images are projected on the long conference table. Their names are "Meng Po", "Jing Ke", "Long Ge", "Red Boy", "Theseus" and "Doctor". It is the cartoon character corresponding to the name.

The image of "Meng Po" is projected on the main seat in the middle.

A woman's figure came out from the shadows, she picked up the microphone that belonged to Po Meng on the table, her eyes gradually became cold and cold, it was Cheng Yao!
Cheng Yao spoke into the microphone with an arrogant and confident look, which was exactly the same as her inadvertent expression under the guidance of Jiang Wenchi.

"I believe everyone must be wondering why 'Meng Po' is still alive, but if you continue to struggle with this issue, you will definitely waste a lot of money-making time."

Theseus: "Grandma Meng is dead, who are you?"

Cheng Yao sneered: "It's Han Zhiyuan who died, 'Po Meng' will never die."

Doctor: "I don't care about anything else. You invited us from abroad to perform surgery. What should I do now that I don't have any clients?"

Cheng Yao: "The organ line can be stopped for the time being, and I will rearrange it for you. I promise to make money and work for you."

Brother Long was reluctant for a moment: "The organ line stopped? I still have a group of people locked up here, can't I keep it every day?"

Red Boy chimed in: "That's right, this line has stopped, what are we going to do?"

Cheng Yao smiled: "Our grand plan to monopolize the anticancer drug market is about to be realized, and we will concentrate on drug research and development in the future."

Hong Haier quit: "Why should we listen to you? Jing Ke! Besides Po Meng, you are the oldest. Say something."

Jing Ke's voice has been processed by a voice changer, making it impossible to hear men, women, or children. It is hoarse and weird: "Believe me, the new Meng Po has longer 'working years' than mine, but you have never seen her before."

After Jing Ke finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Cheng Yao smiled: "Money is the universal language of the world. If I say that I will give each of you an extra 20% of the original share, does it matter what we will do in the future, or who is the real 'Meng Po'?" ?”

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