Quan Qiao leaned lazily on the sofa and said leisurely:
"At 8:10 tonight, an explosion will occur in your factory, killing or injuring 1,108 people and destroying over 200 surrounding houses.
Five of your relatives will die, and you will be sentenced to five years in prison for mismanagement!"
"Quan Qiao, are you threatening me?" The man's voice froze and he said coldly:
"You want to blow up my factory? That's illegal!"
"It's not a bombing, it's foreknowledge."
After Quan Qiao finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Xiran poured her a cup of rose tea, which was sent by Quan Huaian for beauty and skin care.
Quan Qiao took a sip, her eyes dark.
In her previous life, she watched the news and saw that this accident had a huge impact and was known to everyone.
Given that lustful manager's personality, I wonder if I can avoid this tonight...
After the man hung up the phone, he said "huh".
And predict it?
Do you really think she is a god in heaven who knows everything about astronomy and geography?
In order to obtain the materials, this woman even turned into a charlatan?
He didn't believe that this was a prediction at all, he just felt that Quan Qiao must be trying to threaten him!
Because he refused to provide the materials, she wanted to arrange for someone to blow up his factory directly!
The man ordered his assistant coldly, "Immediately arrange to turn on all cameras and monitor every blind spot!"
We must not give Quan Qiao the chance to take action!
"Yes!" The assistant left quickly.
But the man didn't know why, but he still felt a little anxious and uneasy.
“Shit!”
He cursed, and just to be on the safe side, he instructed another assistant:
"All workers, including security guards, must leave work. No one can be left in the factory tonight!"
Even if it was really blown up by Quan Qiao, there would be no casualties and the losses would be reduced.
Medical research dormitory building.
A man wearing a mask placed a bouquet of lilies at the door, with many small green leaves decorating the flowers.
The laboratory is full of white walls. Xiao Qiaoer has worked hard for so long and needs to rest her eyes.
After putting it away, he glanced at the door and the corners of his lips curled up.
I just hope Xiao Qiaoer is happy every day, even if she doesn’t love him, it doesn’t matter.
After he left, Fu Yigang came out of another elevator.
He saw the bouquet of flowers at Quan Qiao's door and frowned.
Why are there flowers here?
Beiou thought for a moment and said, "Maybe Miss Quan gave it to me. Didn't I just help Miss Quan?"
Miss Quan may not say anything on the surface, but she must be very grateful in her heart."
Fu Yi's eyes fell on the tightly closed door.
gratitude?
Shouldn't Quan Qiao's way of expressing gratitude be to lie on his bed...
Could it be that his previous teachings were too strong, so she sent flowers instead?
After a little thought, Fu Yi bent down, picked up the flowers, and entered the room.
He personally placed the flowers on the table and watered them carefully.
Beiou put the documents away and prepared to leave.
"etc."
Fu Yi stopped him and ordered, "Contact Eugene Jeffrey and tell him that it's me, Fu Yi, who wants to buy the materials. Don't let Quan Qiao know for now."
Beiou frowned, "Why?"
Is the Seventh Master trying to secretly help Quan Qiao? Being the mistress's mistress, and not leaving your name?
Fu Yi stared at him with a deep gaze: "A lot of questions?"
“No…no…”
Beiou was so scared that he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He immediately stood up and left quickly.
but……
After finishing his work for the day and finding Eugene Jeffrey's phone number, he kept hearing the message:
"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off..."
Shut down?
As a businessman, how could I possibly turn off my phone?
Beiou conducted an investigation and was shocked to find that:
Eugene Jeffrey, something's wrong! Something's wrong!
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