Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

"Osa, why are you busy?"

"Jincheng Lin Group's stock, give me a deal. When I say to stop, you will stop."

There was a sneer on the other end of the phone.

"It's easy, but did they offend you? Xiaohan, it seems that you are not doing well in Jincheng."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I will see the effect tomorrow, that's it." Qi Hanjiang hung up the phone directly.

The Lin family is relatively rich, and their status in Jincheng is not low.

However, compared with the aristocratic families in the Imperial City, the Lin family was not enough.

A cold light flashed through Qi Hanjiang's eyes.

"Lin Rui, Lin Rui, I'm waiting for you to ask me!"

At first, Qi Hanjiang admitted that he was interested in Lin Rui, but this interest really has nothing to do with love.

But at this moment, Qi Hanjiang had a desire to conquer.

Just forget about the Emperor City.

He didn't believe that, in this small place like Jincheng, there are women whom Qi Hanjiang can't handle? !

Lin Rui didn't know that Qi Hanjiang was doing tricks behind his back.

When she arrived home at this time, she happened to see Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong handed a bunch of documents to Lin Rui. He whispered, "Miss, you asked me to investigate the traffic police. That person is Dongfang Tuo's grandson, Dongfang Qingqiu, that day The traffic policeman is indeed him. However, he disappeared after Dongfang Tuo died."

"what?"

Lin Rui took the information and looked at it carefully.

Uncle Zhong looked at Lin Rui's serious appearance and said worriedly, "Miss, do you think that accident... is related to that Dongfang Qingqiu?"

"Perhaps, this matter, just come here first, you don't continue to investigate." Lin Rui remembered, Mo Ran said that the golden retriever and beer belly are dead.

If the other party is really the perpetrator of the last accident, he will do it again if he fails.

Lin Rui didn't want anyone around him to suffer any harm.

After all, that might be a matter of the monk level.

Uncle Zhong nodded.

After Lin Rui returned to the room, she looked down at the information.

Eastern Qingqiu.

This familiar name.

The Qibao in the space murmured, "This person is also called Dongfang Qingqiu. It's such a coincidence, is it the same name?"

"Maybe." Although Lin Rui said so, the suspicion in his heart continued to expand.

She thought about it and sent a WeChat message to Bai Jinchuan.

Lin Rui: Senior Bai, do you know Dongfang Qingqiu?

Bai Jinchuan returned very quickly.

It can be seen that this old man is also a person who does not leave his mobile phone.

Venerable Jinchuan: Yes, he is the only grandson of Dongfang Tuo. This kid has no spiritual roots and is not suitable for cultivation, but he is very practical and filial. I met this guy two years ago, it was very sunny.

Lin Rui: This person is missing.

Venerable Jinchuan: What? impossible! His grandfather's funeral is not over yet!

Jinchuan respect: Fellow Lin Xiaodao, I will be in Jincheng tomorrow at noon, let's meet and talk in detail.

Lin Rui: Good.

Bai Jinchuan retracted his phone and sat in the airport, squinting his eyes slightly.

Bai smiled over here, and asked with a smiley face, "Grandpa, you're the old man, why are you holding your phone all day long? Are you watching short videos or chatting with someone?"

"I'm talking to Fellow Lin Xiaodao about something."

Bai smiled for a moment, and the next moment he started to make trouble.

"Woo, Xiao Ruirui is too eccentric! Chatting with the black soil that doesn't make a pounding kick, and chatting with an old man like you, turned out to be black, handsome and cute, I ignored me..."