SFS Chapter 827 Be good, come here
Chapter 827 Be good, come here
Zheng's villa.
Although the news of Zheng Yu's accident was not announced, the entire Zheng family clearly felt an unusual atmosphere.
Zheng Hong's face was ashen, and he looked at his subordinates in front of him with heavy eyes.
"How did Xiaoyu get involved with Huaxia merchants?"
Xiaoyu's business acumen and means, as a father, he naturally knows better than anyone else.
It is precisely because of this.
I only gave him a few entertainment luxury companies, let him toss around casually, and rarely let him participate in other business matters.
How could he form a beam with some Huaxia businessman.
"The specific reason has not been investigated,"
The man covered in tattoos shook his head with a dignified voice.
"However, my subordinates have verified that the young master did have an arrangement last night to deal with this Chinese businessman before today's charity party."
Obviously, the other party also knew about it, and made a move in advance.
He paused, glanced at Zheng Hong, and spoke again.
"The young master is very likely to be in the hands of this person now."
Zheng Hong gradually clenched his hands on the table, his tone was chilling.
"So brave."
The gloomy and unpredictable tone suppressed the anger that wanted to tear people apart.
"Has the identity of this person been investigated?"
Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, it seems that he doesn't want to live anymore.
The tattooed man shook his head.
"This person's identity is well concealed, and our people are still investigating,"
The tattooed man shook his head and opened his mouth with an ugly expression.
"However, the hotel where they stayed has been found out, and the subordinates have sent people to rush over."
"You go there yourself and bring me over,"
Zheng Hong pressed his temple, and when he spoke again, his tone was so cold that it made one's heart tremble.
"Remember, proceed carefully, and don't forget that Xiaoyu is still in their hands."
No matter how good-for-nothing his son is, he is also his only flesh and blood, and the only heir of the Zheng family.
The tattooed man nodded solemnly.
"Yes, this subordinate understands."
"Mrs. and Young Madam must hide it from me. Don't let them worry."
Zheng Hong put down his hands, his eyes became even colder, as if he had a poisonous tongue.
"If someone dares to leak the news, what should I do? I don't need to remind you, do I?"
The last few words are an understatement, and the more terrifying it is.
"The subordinate understands,"
The tattooed man nodded solemnly.
"This subordinate will make arrangements."
Not long after, several cars drove out of Zheng's villa and headed towards the hotel where Fu Tingchen was staying.
Xu Haoming, who got the news, smiled triumphantly.
It seems that Zheng Hong and Fu Tingchen can only go to one of today's charity gala.
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Fu's hotels canceled all reservations yesterday.
In other words.
Now the real guests in this hotel are only Fu Tingchen and Shi Wan.
All the staff were also replaced by Yang Yi and others.
When Shi Wan came out wearing a simple off-white silk nightdress, she saw a man waiting on the sofa.
He sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, with an open notebook on his lap.
A white shirt and a black dark pattern tie exude a dignified and alienated atmosphere.
He was obviously sitting, but the aloof and fierce aura around him did not diminish at all.
Before Shiwan could speak, the man had already raised his head.
When his eyes fell on Shi Wan's body, his indifferent eyes gradually became darker.
"Okay, come here."