Lin family
The heavy rain was pouring down. Lin Jiu stood by the window and saw Lin Hong driving an off-road vehicle back to the Lin family.
Just then, Lin Jiu received a call from Li Dazhuang.
"Sister Nine, the van that sank to Binjiang has been salvaged, and all the metal boxes inside are gone."
"I understand." Lin Jiu replied calmly while holding the phone.
"No wonder Sister Nine asked me to prepare identical vans and put identical boxes in each. But I'm really curious what's in the boxes?"
"Just do your own thing."
Li Dazhuang was just talking. He knew Lin Jiu's temper. If she told him not to do something, he shouldn't do it, otherwise it would cause trouble for her.
Lin Jiu returned to the desk, took out the envelope that Lin Sheng had given her, and took out the A4 white paper inside again.
I looked at it under the light, but I couldn't see anything unusual. Could it be written with special materials?
Lin Jiu plans to find a trusted friend to do some testing.
The next day.
Lin Sheng's body was found by the police at night and was eventually determined to be a traffic accident.
Lin Sheng’s death caused the Lin Group’s stock to plummet.
Feng Pingping has been very well behaved these past two days, getting up early in the morning to do housework at home.
Lin Hong locked himself in the study last night. When he came out, his hair was messy and he had dark circles under his eyes.
As soon as he came out of the study, he asked Zhong Ma about Lin Jiu. Zhong Ma said that Lin Jiu had gone out early in the morning.
Lin Hong asked the Lin family servants to search Lin Jiu's room thoroughly.
Mother Zhong stepped forward to dissuade him, "Director Lin, Miss Lin Jiu isn't at home. It's not a good idea to search her bedroom like this!"
Bang!
Instead, Mother Zhong was slapped in the face by Lin Hong.
She pretended to cry and went to the bathroom, then quickly called Lin Jiu.
Lin Jiu was driving the van loaded with metal boxes on the road to Bincheng International Financial Center.
"Ms. Lin Jiu, Mr. Lin asked all the servants to search your room today. Are you angry with him?"
"It's okay, let him turn it over."
Lin Jiu comforted Zhong's mother and gave her many instructions.
Mother Zhong felt from Lin Jiu's tone that he would never return to the Lin family.
In the end, the Lin family's servants searched every corner of Lin Jiu's room, but found nothing useful, let alone the letter.
Bincheng International Financial Center
The International Financial Center is located in the CBD along the river, with elegant scenery.
The entire building was designed by the Norwegian Impressionist master.
The hall's walls and dome are covered with Impressionist abstract decorations and oil paintings, giving it an artistic feel.
A girl wearing a leather jacket, leather pants and Martin boots leaned against the bar in the lobby with her arms folded.
She had on delicate makeup, and although she was dressed in a punk style, she was still beautiful and eye-catching. Every business person passing by the hall turned their heads to look at her inadvertently.
Lin Jiu looked at his watch and saw that the time was almost up.
She reached into her pocket for the cigarette box and then remembered that she had given it to Li Dazhuang, so she could only eat the orange-flavored lollipop.
Just as Lin Jiu put the lollipop into his mouth, a thin boy wearing a wrinkled white shirt, metal-framed glasses, and carrying a tattered schoolbag walked into the lobby of the financial center.
Lin Jiu turned on the countdown on his phone and started counting down.
In less than 10 seconds, the thin boy was pushed out by the security guard.
The man with slicked-back hair yelled at the security guard, "Don't let people like this in from now on. They're wasting my time."
The boy picked up his backpack, pulled out a stack of documents, and handed them to the man with the slicked-back hair. "Mr. Qian, please take a look at my plan. I believe it will definitely change people's lifestyles in the future."
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