Evil president, forced love

Ning Lanyuan also shook his head, "Anything involving the military is not so easy to investigate. If you want to investigate thoroughly, you have to start with Tang Yuling."

Ji Qiaoqiao nodded, then frowned slightly, biting her lower lip with her teeth, as if she was thinking about something.

"I think, we might as well use this incident to force Tang Yuling to find the person behind her backstage by herself. Then, we will know who the person behind Tang Yuling is." Ji Qiaoqiao pondered Open your mouth.

"That's a good idea." Ning Lanyuan nodded, "However, you have forgotten one person, and he might be able to provide some clues."

Cang Ye slapped the table, exchanged glances with Ning Lanyuan, and laughed, "You're talking about Ji Xinghai!"

"That's right!" Ning Lanyuan nodded gently, and involuntarily glanced at Ji Qiaoqiao from the corner of his eyes, he was a little worried, Ji Xinghai was her father after all, he was afraid that Ji Qiaoqiao would be sad.

"Qiaoqiao, it's up to you this time!" Cang Ye didn't take it seriously, and put a hand on Ji Qiaoqiao's shoulder, "The task of killing Ji Xinghai is left to you!"

"Fuck you!" Ji Qiaoqiao knocked off Cang Ye's arm, sighed, and looked at Ning Lanyuan sadly, "I don't even have a chance to go out now, how can I go to hell?"

"That idea is just a bad idea. Now we need to focus on how to drag Tang Yuling into trouble."

Ning Lan didn't want to embarrass Ji Qiaoqiao. Originally, when he mentioned Ji Xinghai, he didn't want Ji Qiaoqiao to do it himself. He could do it himself.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Cang Ye hurriedly agreed, "I think so, and quickly think of a way, how to make Tang Yuling hard to get off."

"If you want her to ride a tiger, you have to rely on the power of the media." Ji Qiaoqiao has long thought that if they don't create public opinion, even if they have evidence, it will be futile to send it to the Public Security Bureau.

"This is easier said than done." Cang Ye curled her lips and glanced at Ning Lanyuan, "Which media in Moscow would dare to report such a big event, I guarantee that the company will be shut down as soon as the news comes out today. Then it’s a rumor and a public apology.”

"Don't worry about this, I have my own way."

Ji Qiaoqiao knew that Yin Yihan was behind the manipulation behind the mafia's influence in society this time. If she was right, Yin Yihan should have established a media company in Moscow.

"Since Ms. Ji said that there is a solution, the younger ones don't have to worry about it, so let's split up."

Cang Ye playfully performed the etiquette of a court lady in the Qing Dynasty towards Ji Qiaoqiao, and then walked towards the living room with great demeanor.

Both Ji Qiaoqiao and Ning Lanyuan burst out laughing amusedly, no matter how urgent the matter is, this guy is always in the mood to play tricks.

"Okay, Qiao Qiao, I'll go down the mountain to find out the situation first. We will contact you anytime if we have any news. You must not go down the mountain these days."

Ning Lanyuan stood up, looked at Ji Qiaoqiao with nostalgia, and walked towards the door of the villa.

"Lanyuan!" Ji Qiaoqiao followed up worriedly, pointing to his arm, "Be careful with the wound, don't get it wet."

Ning Lanyuan nodded gently, with a warm smile like spring breeze on his face, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."