Chapter 1957 Fate

"Why is this happening? What's going on?" Director Yang, who received the news, rushed over again.

Unlike the previous times when he looked confident, this time, he couldn't hide his exasperation.

When Lao Chen was doing this, he was doing his usual job: cleaning.

However, this time the cleaning task was particularly heavy. The entire coffee table, along with the tea sets and decorations on it, was all turned over.

Strangely, Lao Chen did not call other waiters, and Mr. Wang insisted on meeting Director Yang in this rather messy living room.

Perhaps because he was busy cleaning, Lao Chen did not answer Director Yang's question. Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the sofa with a dissatisfied look on his face, kicked the coffee table that he had just straightened forward again.

The coffee table, with the carpet underneath, rubbed against the floor, making a heavy but still harsh sound.

But this voice is nothing compared to Mr. Wang's, "Why? I want to ask you,"

Yes, Lao Chen, who didn't hear Director Yang's question just now, also looked up at Director Yang, why?

Didn't you brag that your plan is perfect and foolproof? Didn't you say that Feng Yiping would cry rhythmically?

What's going on now?

In addition to ushering in another big trouble, what exactly did we achieve?

Director Yang didn't respond to Mr. Wang's words, and threw his windbreaker to the side, "Lao Chen, tell me specifically, what's going on over there?"

"To be specific, Jiasheng currently knows all the actions of Jia Wei and his entire team, even which Internet cafe they are surfing the Internet in, and they are very clear,"

Director Yang was immediately furious, "Didn't they brag that they are very professional and will never be caught by anyone?"

"You believe this? You have been..." The furious Mr. Wang was still somewhat rational and didn't say the second half of the words. You have to look at the owner before you beat the dog.

"Even I know that in this world, anything that has been done will leave traces,"

"The person who reported the news said that with Jiasheng's technical strength, as long as they are willing to invest resources in this matter, they will definitely find out what they want to find out," Lao Chen added, "It is estimated that Jiasheng has invested at least hundreds of manpower this time,"

Director Yang also pounded on the sofa fiercely, he was so willing to spend so much!

As a person in the system, he knows very well that no matter what kind of problem he faces, the resources invested, such as manpower, will change from quantitative change to qualitative change after reaching a certain level.

How many seemingly clueless difficult cases were not really solved within the deadline set by the superiors in a hurry?

Isn't it the result of recklessly filling those special task forces with people and tilting most of the resources to that side?

"So, can we be sure that they will find us along the line?" This is actually the question that Director Yang wants to determine most on this trip.

"What do you think?" Mr. Wang said to him in a rather unpleasant tone, "Have you forgotten Zhou Xingyu's phone call that day?"

"Combined with what happened today, think about it again, isn't the result obvious?"

Zhou Xingyu called them and gave them an ultimatum, asking Mr. Wang's father to give an explanation for the organized smear campaign against Feng Yiping's image on the Internet. If not, they would give an explanation themselves.

Combined with what happened today, it was obvious that they saw that they had been indifferent for the past few days, so they were ready to give an explanation themselves without their explanation.

And they were so precise as soon as they made a move, so at least one thing can be confirmed, when Zhou Xingyu made that call, he was not bluffing, but it was really confirmed that it was them who did it.

Director Yang naturally understood these things, but he was a little reluctant to admit it.

So, the chain of tricks he carefully formulated, which was praised by everyone before and he himself was actually quite proud of, did not have any effect except for bringing a big trouble to himself.

Even the first goal he thought he had achieved was actually completely under the control of Jiasheng.

To be honest, this makes Director Yang doubt himself now. Am I really so incompetent?

"Why now?" He said indignantly.

This time, Mr. Wang rarely refuted him.

The reason why they put Zhou Xingyu's call on hold for a few days was not because they didn't take it seriously, but after careful analysis, they felt that it would be okay to consider it in two days.

Because of the acquisition agreement with Marvel, Feng Yiping has become popular in the United States again, and in China, these acquisitions that made many people proud, plus the program that seemed to be praising him, have successfully made many people like him and like him more...

These two days are undoubtedly the time when Feng Yiping is proud and happy. He should have no time to take care of things here.

Who knows that when he is so easy, he still makes others so hard, where is your generosity?

"He wants to add to his happiness, isn't that possible?" Disappointed and angry, Mr. Wang couldn't help but retort to Director Yang, "Who told us to be so unreliable when doing things here?"

Director Yang's brows were furrowed into a "chuan" shape, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he sat there motionless, not saying a word for a long time.

Mr. Wang angrily glanced at him several times. He usually thought of himself as Zhuge Kongming, but now he was conspicuous.

Director Yang finally raised his head, "Mr. Chen, I need to come in urgently. My bag is still in the car. The documents inside are very important. Please help me get it in."

"Mr. Wang," Old Chen looked at the key handed over by Director Yang and called Mr. Wang, but it didn't seem like he was simply asking for Mr. Wang's permission.

There seemed to be a hint of begging.

Mr. Wang didn't even look at him, but waved his hand coldly, indicating that he should do as Director Yang asked.

Is that it?

Old Chen, whose face was originally very pale, looked even more bloodless at this moment. He stood there in a daze for a while, and finally picked up the car key that Director Yang had thrown on the sofa because he was impatient to hold it.

"Director Yang, wait,"

This sentence sounds like it has more than one meaning, but Director Yang automatically excludes the meaning that sounds a bit disrespectful, "Thank you,"

After Lao Chen disappeared at the door, he turned sideways to Mr. Wang and said, "Combining the current situation, I think we'd better take the initiative to express it, and this expression must be sincere enough,"

Mr. Wang has been worrying about this problem. Last time, Feng Yiping finally chose to settle privately, but this time, he actually called the police, and it seems that he was well prepared.

With their energy, if they are allowed to follow the clues, although it will take a lot of time and energy, as long as they persist, they will definitely find the root in the end, and it will not be a problem that can be solved by two slaps.

"So, you said it was him?"

Director Yang nodded, "I think this should satisfy them,"

"But, why?" This is also one of the reasons why Mr. Wang was so angry today.

In fact, when Lao Chen received the news from Yangcheng, Lao Chen knew how things would develop next, and Mr. Wang also knew.

Logically, he, who had a lot of complaints about Lao Chen, would be happy to see such an outcome, but even he knew that the main responsibility for the situation today was not Lao Chen.

The thing you presided over went wrong, and in the end, the people around me were held responsible. Why?

But he actually knew that this was indeed the best choice, and it was precisely because of this helplessness that he felt unhappy.

"Mr. Wang, you also know how to best solve this matter, right," Director Yang said, "I think Lao Chen can also understand why we do this,"

"He should also be proud of such a thing,"

As a pawn, shouldn't he have such awareness long ago?

Mr. Wang clenched his hands into fists, and now he really couldn't be happy.

There was a moment when he had an idea, or let Feng Yiping slap him twice more?

But this slightly responsible idea was broken before it completely came out.

"You are free to do as you please, I won't see you off," he left the hall as if escaping.

After a while, the roar of a car sounded in front, and soon disappeared.

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In Los Gatos, Feng Yiping heard the feedback from the country, "Do they really want to do this? Ha, tell them three words: wishful thinking!"