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The author has something to say: Pan Yao's behavior is not desirable, but because of the needs of the plot, I have to write such an incident. Everyone, read Wentule, there will be another chapter tomorrow??

Pan Yao moved away from the spot, took a deep breath and approached Qu Heng, "There is no need to confirm, this is the last time, I will leave as soon as the money arrives, and Pan Yao will not count until now."

Qu Heng smiled, and stretched out his hand to him, "Speaking of which, our Xinye is sorry for you, and I will accompany Manager Pan on behalf of my brother-in-law."

Pan Yao stared quietly at that hand, not intending to hold it, no one was sorry for him, but he was sorry for himself and those who treated him sincerely.

Yang Qiumin is indeed a scapegoat, and he can return his innocence after he leaves. As for the extra money in his account, it is also to compensate him for the crimes he suffered for him.

Those criminal evidences were true, it was just that the anonymous letter misled and arrested the wrong person, and the police were not a show. By the time they found out the identity of the owner of the account that sent money to Yang Qiumin, he had already traveled across the ocean and lost his money.

The current situation is also in line with the wishes of the boss of Xinye. Qu Heng obeys orders and Song Shiduan sits and enjoys the rewards. Qu Heng is not a thing, and his brother-in-law is not a thing. The tip of his iceberg, what he can't get, will always be destroyed.

In the past, relying on his relatives in the government to manage his connections, and later the secretary of the municipal party committee was replaced by Liang Chen, he was frustrated with the project of Gu Cheng, so how could he be willing to watch Cheng Yuan do a good job in this project.

Pan Yao was also planning to take this opportunity to get away, and from now on hide his name in a foreign land, and spend the rest of his life happily waiting for death in a place that no one knows.

"I'm not cooperating with you, we just get what we need." He took out the cigarette case, turned sideways, and cast his gaze on the dark river, "I've already thought about it when I decided to do these things With all kinds of consequences, it is the best to be able to get out of the body now."

Qu Heng withdrew his hand and smiled coyly, "I was quite surprised. When my brother-in-law introduced you, I thought it was a joke. Cheng Yuan actually treated you well, and your second uncle Pan Yuanshan is their backbone. Manager Pan left Are you going to leave, can you tell me why you did this?"

"There is no reason." Pan Yao lit a cigarette and said, "1000 million people will not be able to come here in their lifetime. People make money and birds die for food. That's the reason. I'd rather be a jerk."

What he said was half true and half false, there is no one who doesn't love money, he loves it too, but also hates it.

But with a person like Qu Heng, he couldn't get along with him.

Pan Yao took a deep breath of the cigarette, and breathed it out slowly after clearing his lungs. Since he was a child, he knew that it was difficult to move without money. There are many rich people, and more poor people. The reality is often very cruel. There is so much goodness and luck.

At least in the world he has experienced, money is used everywhere. He has personally seen people in the same ward as his mother who are half dead but can continue their lives with machines. How expensive are those imported machines? , and his mother's disease, which could be cured by surgery, was delayed again and again because she couldn't get together the 30 surgery fee, which eventually led to the deterioration of her condition and her painful death.

He didn't feel much sadness at that time, he just felt that it would be better to be relieved than to live in pain, but he felt extremely ironic.

In life, there are so many choices. You can’t choose your background, but you can control your own destiny. One is a mediocre company employee, and the other is a money collector who is burdened with crimes. He is unwilling to die in mediocrity.

"Manager Pan doesn't want to say it, so don't want to say it." Seeing him in a daze, Qu Heng raised the file bag he had been holding in his hand, "I know you have a good relationship with Cheng Yuan's Director Song, do you want to see something good?"

When Pan Yao heard him mention Song Xianfei, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and cast his eyes on the bag in his hand, "What good thing?"

"You never thought that he and that kid from the Cheng family would hook up. The young master of the Cheng family didn't take care of the company's urgent needs. He still hangs out with men at this time. If the photos are released like this, it will probably be another good show." " Qu Heng laughed mockingly, but he said that the grapes were sour when he couldn't eat grapes, "Besides, those media can make up stories better than me."

"Photos?" Pan Yao was very interested, and continued to ask him calmly, "Song Xianfei and Cheng Yi? Why do I not believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, look for yourself." Qu Heng untied the coil of the file bag, picked out the one he thought was the hottest and most eye-catching, and handed it to Pan Yao, "As his friend for many years, you shouldn't be unable to see Who is the man in the photo?"

Pan Yao recognized Song Xianfei's neighborhood in the photo at a glance. The color is still very new. It seems that the shooting date was just these two days. There are a couple of men in love, embracing and kissing, and the angle is right on the two of them. The face is clearly identifiable.

"You still sent someone to follow him?" Pan Yao squeezed the photo tightly, his smile slightly distorted, perhaps due to the dim light, Qu Heng couldn't see anything, "Didn't Xinye's goal have been achieved? Why? Do you want to force people into a desperate situation?"

"Manager Pan said that." Qu Heng squinted his eyes and smiled, "No one cares whether you are in a desperate situation in this world now, and besides, the eldest son of the Cheng family does not lack this kind of public opinion, who doesn't want to make something new, let this topic out , how hot it is."

This is indeed the face that Qu Heng should have. Pan Yao lowered his head and smiled, laughing at himself to talk to this person.

"I'm actually not interested in the kindness and resentment between Xinye and Cheng Yuan. Although Song Xianfei is not related to me by blood, I have long regarded him as a brother in my heart. If you want to touch him, I really will not be happy."

Pan Yao raised his head to look at Qu Heng, his voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry, "I'm not afraid of the ugly words first, I still have a lot of filth in your new business, such as your brother-in-law's secret account, money laundering, embezzlement and bribery. Information, I am a cat with a good temper, and if I get kicked, I will find a chance to pay back anyway."

Qu Heng's smile froze, he didn't know that Pan Yao was about to leave, and he still had these terrible things in his hand.

But he was really not sure if he was lying to himself, so he simply asked tentatively, "Why does Manager Pan have these in his hands?"

"Speaking of which, I have to thank your brother-in-law's little sister." Pan Yao smiled slightly with a cigarette holder in his mouth, "There is a kind of woman who is really smart when she is smart, but she will be suffocated when she is stupid. I hope President Qu understands. No one can do things in peace without holding something, but don't worry, after I leave, these things will be of no use to me at all."

Pan Yao has a close relationship with Song Shiduan's youngest sister. As for what kind of relationship it is, Qu Heng can tell with his toes. He has seen Pan Yao freely in and out of her villa many times, just like his own home.

After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to throw away the information in his hand. He still understands the principle that a small loss can make a big difference. Add fuel to the fire, I am quite afraid that old Cheng Dong can't take the blow and die again."

Pan Yao flipped through the portfolio, regardless of Qu Heng's nonsense, his eyes continued to stare at his face.

Qu Heng spread his arms and sighed helplessly, "Don't worry, there is no backup, Manager Pan can just leave at ease."

"Then Mr. Qu, don't worry." Pan Yao shook his file bag, his eyes full of provocation, "If you don't have a backup, I don't have a backup."