Your Miss Su is blackened

Hearing this, the man's brows became sharper immediately, and even the decibel of his speech also increased: "Ten minutes ago, you just told me now?!"

"I... this..." An Tong hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Fu Moxing said directly: "Did she drive?"

"It's opened, it's still the Porsche that my wife usually drives."

"Did Miss Song go to the villa today?"

An Tong: "No, my wife went out alone."

His attitude was indifferent: "Got it, she will notify me as soon as she gets home."

After explaining this sentence, the man ended the call.

Then--

Fu Moxing called Su Wan's number again, but the response was... No one answered.

He frowned, and the irritability on his face gradually deepened.

In the morning, he found out that something was wrong with her, and he had a premonition of what would happen, but he didn't pay attention to it.

He shouldn't have come to the company to work.

He should have stayed at home with her.

Now that the phone is not answered, where is the person going? !
The man dialed the inside line and called Lin Zhan in.

As soon as the latter entered the door, he noticed the unusually ugly face of the president, and asked angrily, "Boss Fu, what happened?"

He directly explained: "Go and check Su Wan's mobile phone location. I need to know where she is. Also, when she went out, she drove a red Porsche with the license plate Hai C168EG. Two clues, I want to know where she is in 10 minutes. result."

"Yes, Mr. Fu." After responding, Lin Zhan left the office without stopping.

The waiting process was extremely tormented. Fu Moxing took the mobile phone, and after thinking about it, he dialed the number to Lin Jiayan: "Is Miss Wen at work today?"

"Well, next to me, what's wrong?"

"Call her, I have something to ask."

Lin Jiayan probably remembered the last time at the banquet, and responded with his own way of dealing with his own body——

"Ask me directly."

"Lin Jiayan, my wife is gone. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now. Give Wen Ying the phone!"

After this sentence fell, he heard the sentence "What kind of temper" was read over there, and then Wen Ying's voice came over: "Boss Fu, what do you want from me?"

"Has Su Wan called you today?"

"No."

The man frowned, and repeated it emphatically: "Are you sure?"

Wen Ying smiled lightly, and the voice that came over was unhurried: "I'm sure, if Mr. Fu doesn't believe it, I can send you a screenshot of the latest call."

Fu Moxing pinched the center of his eyebrows, thinking that since she said so, she probably really didn't know.

but……

Before hanging up the phone, he asked again patiently: "Does Miss Wen know her whereabouts?"

Wen Ying didn't answer but asked instead: "Boss Fu, have you bullied Wanwan? Otherwise why did she suddenly disappear?"

The man's lips opened and closed: "It's just a little conflict."

"Oh, you don't have to worry too much, maybe Xu Wanwan will go home when she feels better."

"Ah."

Wen Ying quickly said again: "There are patients who need to be taken care of, so I won't talk to Boss Fu."

Fu Moxing responded and hung up the phone.

There was a knock on the door of the office, and Lin Zhan walked in.

He stood in front of the desk with a clearly visible nervousness on his face: "Fu...Mr. Fu, my wife's mobile phone is located at the No. [-] mansion. As for the Porsche, it is parked in the parking area of ​​the subway station. I will contact you to investigate. I got the surveillance video, and my wife got on the subway, but it will take time to find out exactly which station I got off."