The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

"Hey, I'm in a bad mood to be suspected by someone for no reason, so I don't want to talk about it."

Yan Xie smiled, lifted his foot and strode out.

Song Qingyang was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had been tricked by Yan Jie, he forced himself to suppress his anger and gasped heavily, gritting his teeth and said, "Brother San, I'm sorry."

"Ha, what did you say, I didn't hear it."

Yan Jie stopped and nodded his ears, "Speak louder."

Xi Zhuo looked sympathetically at the usually good-tempered Song Qingyang who was about to go mad with anger, coughed twice, and reminded his boss not to play too much.

Yan Jie gave him a sideways glance.

Xi Zhuo touched his nose, took a step back, and avoided Yan Jie's sight.

Song Qingyang took a deep breath to calm himself down;

In Yan Jie's smiling eyes, he took out his mobile phone, found an unremarkable self-made software, opened it and recorded three words;
Then, aim at Yan Jie and click on the player.

The next second, a deafening 'I'm sorry' sounded in the empty corridor.

One end followed by another, one after another, endlessly.

Spectacular as many people open the doors to watch the live show.

Yan Jie's smiling face instantly froze, and his face turned blue.

The key point was that Song Qingyang asked him calmly, "Third brother, is it loud enough?"

Is it loud enough?
Is it enough?
Xi Zhuo didn't hold back, he burst out laughing, and bent over laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Did Song Qingyang rob the giant panda of all its food?

Too bamboo shoots!
Hahahahahaha.

Yan Jie gave Xi Zhuo a sideways look, then walked away in disgust.

After walking a few steps, the deafening sound behind him changed to, "Third Brother, you have agreed to apologize and tell me your name? Third Brother, can't you afford it?"

Yan Jie, "...Song Qingyang, you bastard!"

Song Qingyang looked at him with a paralyzed face.

Yan Jie laughed angrily, nodded at Song Qingyang, "Xi Zhuo, you come and tell him."

"Hahaha, okay, Qingyang, check Jiang Heling, it's related to her."

Xi Zhuo finished speaking with a smile, and went to chase Yan Jie, who was left in anger, "Hey, boss, don't be angry, Qingyang's apology is so sincere! Hahaha..."

"Xi Zhuo, shut up for me!" Yan Jie turned his head and said something, and strode forward again.

The passing rooms avoided him like snakes and scorpions, as if some ceremony was being held, Yan Jie's expression became even uglier as he walked through one door and closed the other.

Xi Zhuo laughed so hard that he couldn't hold his stomach, walked to the end of the road, stretched out his thumb and little finger to shake his ears, and mouthed, "Call me."

Song Qingyang nodded and said yes.

After watching the two leave, he walked quickly back to his office. Just as he was about to make a call, his phone rang suddenly.

It was Dou Wan calling.

"Xiaoqi."

"Fourth Brother, are you back? Have you seen Third Brother and Brother Xizhuo?"

"Well, I just sent people away, where are you?"

Dou Wan breathed out slightly, "Third brother and Xi Zhuo told me that the matter of Tan Shuang's mother and son is related to Jiang Heling. I am in Wei'an Mental Hospital where Jiang Heling is. Already... Fourth brother, Jiang Heling used her body to ask the nurses in the mental hospital to help her deliver a message to the outside world. A month ago, someone came to see her. I have already been transferred to the monitoring at that time, and I will send it to you in a while... "

"Okay, I see, I'll wait for you to come back."

Two minutes after the call was hung up, a surveillance video was received on WeChat on the mobile phone. Song Qingyang clicked on it and uploaded it to the notebook.

The video opened, and it was in Jiang Heling's ward. The nurse who was mopping the floor in the corridor sneakily brought a man to the door of the ward.