After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"lady,"

Zhang Chi asked the doubts in his heart.

"The Zhu family came to deliver things at this time, is it for tomorrow's banquet?"

Luo Yang collected the chess pieces with a calm expression.

"pretty close."

Zhang Chi frowned, still a little confused.

"Why didn't you just refuse, but chose to play chess instead?"

Mr. Zhu is an excellent chess player. If Madam loses accidentally, wouldn’t that be what the Zhu family wants?

"Since they came here, they must have thought of enough excuses and conditions. I don't want to waste time playing tricks with them. As for why I chose to play chess,"

Luo Yang looked at the chessboard on the table, and the smile in his eyes became more profound.

"Of course, because I am confident that I can solve the problem within half an hour."

More importantly, she could see that Mr. Zhu was good at chess.

Defeating your opponent in the area where he is best at gives you a great sense of accomplishment.

After putting the last chess piece back into the chess pot, Luo Yang raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Chi again.

"How are you doing?"

"I've calmed down after taking the medicine you gave me, but I feel like I've lost half my life. I can't even stand up."

As Zhang Chi spoke, there was a bit more admiration and curiosity in his expression when he looked at Luo Yang.

Those people explained everything clearly. Qi Jian did not touch his wife, and he didn't know how his wife did it.

"This is about the Qi family, so let Ah Ci handle the rest."

Luo Yang looked at the box on the table and felt as if the stone pressing on his heart was lifted. The faint smile at the corner of his mouth spread to his eyes.

"Put this thing in the Gu room and assign someone to guard it. No one is allowed to enter without my permission."

With this, Aci's next step of treatment can be brought forward.

"Yes!"

Zhang Chi left with the box.

Luo Yang looked at the time, went to the kitchen, and started preparing dinner quickly.

Lu Group, conference room.

A middle-aged Mediterranean man wearing a dark gray shirt and glasses stood in front of the PPT report, his face covered in cold sweat.

There were some errors and loopholes in their department recently, but they didn't expect that before they could remedy them, they were disrupted by a sudden meeting.

Even more unfortunate is that he was brought up by President Lu as an example to scare the monkeys.

He wiped the cold sweat from his head, his eyes full of bitterness.

The feeling of being a chicken is really not good.

The meeting continues.

"Next,"

Lu Jingci's hand slowly turned the jade ring on his finger, and his narrow and deep black eyes swept over the people below.

"Who's coming?"

The strong pressure around them made everyone nervous and they didn't even dare to raise their heads, for fear that they would be the next person to be hit by the knife.

Lu Jingci's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his icy cold gaze fell on the marketing manager.

The marketing manager didn't look up, but he clearly felt a chill on his back, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Sure enough, the next moment, his name was slowly uttered from Lu Jingci's mouth.

Marketing Manager: Damn Murphy's Law!!

He took a deep breath and stood up from his seat. He didn't look like he was giving a report, but rather like a brave man ready to die bravely.

The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold?

Xu Xing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, but then suppressed it in an instant.

But the cold gaze that seemed real not far away was already looking over.

Xu Xing: ...

Mr. Lu’s eyes are not much different from those of a reconnaissance plane.

What does it mean to bring disaster upon oneself? This is what I am doing now!

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone next to Lu Jingci began to flash.

Xu Xing's eyes lit up.

Timely rain has arrived?

Lu Jingci withdrew his gaze, and when he saw the caller ID clearly, his eyes darkened even more.

The next moment, the bony fingers gently moved towards the hang-up button.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the marketing manager.

"continue."

Marketing Manager: Why do I feel that Mr. Lu is in a worse mood?

Xu Xing: Believe me, your feeling is right.

The air pressure in the conference room continued to drop, and everyone's expressions became increasingly tense.

This matter is about the Qi family’s old house.

"Dududu-"

Hearing the hang-up sound from the other end of the phone, Qi Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, then put down the phone and looked up at the energetic old man.

"Grandpa, you've seen it too. Jing Ci doesn't even answer my calls now,"

He raised the corners of his mouth, his tone full of nonchalance.

"I can't help you with this."

Before he finished speaking, another sharp female voice rang out.

“Qijing!!”