Qin Zhiheng has been at home all this time.

The bigger the things happening outside, the more free he becomes.

It is euphemistically called avoiding suspicion.

After hearing the general story, he put down the newspaper in his hand.

"I'll go with you."

Yu You suddenly had an idea and was no longer in a hurry.

"Is it coming for you?"

If you think about it carefully, even if Mr. Peng really knew that the incident was planned by Qin Zhiheng, he would not be able to bring himself to come to his house in person.

I had to find an excuse.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the agreed location, Yu Rou was stopped outside the door and not allowed in.

"What on earth does the Peng family mean?" Yu Rou was extremely angry.

I feel like I've been fooled.

Yu You signaled her to stay calm.

In the private room, Peng Zhendong had been waiting for a long time.

In the past, only others would have to wait for him.

Now that the handle is in someone else's hands, I have no choice but to bow my head.

"Minister Qin, how are you?"

"Mr. Peng is in good health."

After a brief greeting, the two sat opposite each other, clearly separated.

Peng Zhendong got straight to the point:

"I heard you were investigating Zheng Minglang."

"Grandpa Zheng and my family are old friends. After Minglang disappeared, Uncle Zheng wandered around looking for him, and Aunt Zheng cried until her eyes were damaged."

Qin Zhiheng paused, "The only wish of the Zheng family elder before his death was to see Zheng Minglang again."

"In this situation, we have to look for it, even if there is only a glimmer of hope."

Zheng Minglang’s disappearance was not just his own problem; the entire Zheng family quickly declined.

Peng Zhendong understood that Qin Zhiheng was deliberately slandering him.

"What happened back then was my fault." He bowed his head obediently.

If he had not asked Bloomberg to take over Zheng Minglang's job out of his own selfish desires, Zheng Minglang would not have disappeared.