Rebirth: I escort the male god

"The traffic police said it was a normal accident."

"is it?"

Huo Qiyan was a little bit unconvinced. How could it be such a coincidence? There were so many people on the road, but he just happened to bump into Feng Rucen who was the farthest away.

No matter how you look at it, this is weird.

"Okay, old man," Feng Rucen flicked his forehead with a look of confusion, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and Huo Qiyan had probably not eaten yet since he rushed over from the company.

"I'm not hungry. Are you hungry, brother? What do you want to eat? I'll order it for you." Huo Qiyan took out his mobile phone and opened a Kangaroo app to start looking.

"Brother, is there anything you are not eating right now?"

"I heard that a broken leg requires healing with like. How about some bone rib soup or bone porridge?"

Feng Rucen: "Let's have pork ribs soup with rice."

Huo Qiyan expressed his understanding and found a restaurant with the most positive reviews and ordered soybean spine soup rice and pork offal soup rice.

After ordering the takeout, Huo Qiyan saw Feng Rucen was concentrating on replying to messages on his phone, so he quietly sent a message to Li Minghao, asking him to look into the car accident.

Accident?

Humph, he doesn't believe it.

The takeaway arrived quickly. After the two of them finished their meal, Feng Rucen felt a little tired, so he lay down and took a nap, while Huo Qiyan began to deal with the documents brought by his assistant.

In the ward, apart from Feng Rucen's light breathing, the only sound was Huo Qiyan's occasional typing on the keyboard.

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In the Dingsheng Building, Feng Ding angrily threw the things in his hand to the ground, "Useless! You are all a bunch of useless people!"

He asked them to kill Feng Rucen, but they ended up just breaking his bones. He was so angry!

He originally thought that once Feng Rucen died, Huo Qiyan would be greatly upset, and he would then take the opportunity to attack GW. However, who knew that these rubbish were so incompetent.

The people kneeling below did not dare to resist at all and could only endure Feng Ding's anger.

"Boss Feng, we're being targeted." Feng Ding's secretary suddenly pushed the door open and said, "Several forces are outside Dingsheng Building."

Feng Ding was a little surprised, "Who is it? Huo Qiyan's people?"

Apart from him, it seemed that no one else would target him so quickly.

Feng Ding felt angry whenever he thought of Huo Qiyan. This kid must have taken some medicine. He always liked to go against him. Whenever something happened, no matter if he did it or not, he would definitely be targeted for a while.

He is the scapegoat for the real meow grass (a kind of plant) egg (a kind of creature's egg).

Secretary: "Not only GW people, but also people from Huo's and Century Group. It seems there are two mercenaries, but we haven't found out who they belong to yet."

"What use are you guys!" Feng Ding was so angry that he almost died. "Go and check who these people belong to right now! If you can't find out, you don't have to come back."

Damn, he thought his Dingsheng Group was an inn and B&B, and everyone has settled down here.

The secretary responded with a pale face and ran out. After leaving the office, he let out a long breath.

Oh my god, I thought it was going to happen just now. However, if it wasn’t for this job that pays ten thousand a day, who the hell would want to put up with this moody and irritable old man.

Thinking of this, he silently gave the middle finger in the direction of Feng Ding's office.

Before the secretary could finish his curse, the office door was opened again, and two embarrassed men walked out timidly. The secretary quickly turned around and left, fearing that they would be pestered by them.

In the coffee shop downstairs of Dingsheng Group, the secretary walked straight in carrying a large bag of snacks.

Seeing him coming, the customers who were originally sitting and chatting in the cafe stood up skillfully and put several single tables together.

"Hey, little classmate, you are finally here. Did you bring my favorite squid strips this time?"

"Hey, I saw some barley beer, man, that's pretty cool."

"Wow, there are quite a lot of varieties this time."

Upon seeing this, the coffee shop manager simply peeked at the variety of snacks and then continued to clean his coffee cups and equipment.

These people are the gods of wealth and cannot be offended. Most of the coffee shop's business depends on them.

The secretary put the snacks on the table and then lay down on the table pretending to be a corpse. The other people ignored him and just drank their wine, occasionally with some spicy strips.

"Little brother, whatever you want to ask this time, we still follow the old rules. As long as it does not involve confidential information, we can tell you everything."

This man is a private detective from a detective agency. He has been working with Huo Qiyan for many years. He is always sent to Dingsheng to keep an eye on people, and he is already familiar with the surrounding shops and people.

The secretary raised his head and said, "I just got scolded. Brother, I know you are Mr. Huo's man. So where are the others working? Tell me and I will go back to report."

That's right, didn't Feng Ding ask him to find out which faction these people belonged to? He just brought food and drinks with him and asked directly. Otherwise, how could he, a small secretary, check the details of these people? He was not an FBI undercover.

The previous secretary was fired because he made a mistake. When he took office, the first task he received was to investigate Lao Qin, oh, that is, who the private detective hired by Huo Qiyan was working for.

However, he searched for the information left by the previous secretary for a long time but found nothing, so he finally decided to take a risk (bribery).

At that time, Lao Qin happened to meet another friend of the same kind, but before they could even start chatting for a few words, they were interrupted by the secretary.

Lao Qin still remembers the secretary's appearance at that time. His face was flushed red, and he was holding two large bags of spicy chips in his hands. He mustered up the courage to ask if he could tell him who their employer was. Their boss asked him to check, but he couldn't find out.

If he made his boss angry, he would probably be laid off. He was a college student who had just entered society and it was extremely difficult for him to get this job opportunity, so he didn't want to give it up.

Perhaps moved by the college student's sincerity (fish lips), Lao Qin actually told him about his employer.

In the past three or four years, he has not had many opportunities to come here, but every time he comes, his secretary will bring him a lot of delicious food.

Lao Qin: "Okay, don't be so dejected, isn't it enough for me to tell you?

The secretary jumped up from the table and said, "Brother, tell me, who are the sponsors this time?"

He just made a rough count and found that there were at least eight or nine people here who had the same purpose as Lao Qin.

"You little bastard, you scared me to death." Old Qin was startled by his sudden action.

Lao Qin picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth nonchalantly. "As for me, I am still employed by Mr. Huo. As for the others, they are from Huo's, Century Group, Haiyan Mercenaries, Smith Family, Min Group, and one guy didn't say where he was from."

"What the hell!" The secretary pointed at these people in horror, "Is Mr. Feng robbing a Swiss bank? Why are so many people targeting him?"

Is it too late for him to resign now? !