The god-level son-in-law of the female president

"Hey, Su Dong, have you really decided?" At the corner of a certain staircase in Liren, a man whispered into his phone.

A deep male voice came from the phone, "Yes, act immediately, the more chaos the better, the benefits will not be less for you according to the previous agreement."

"Okay." The man took a deep breath and hung up the phone decisively.

The man's name is Mo Zhiming, and he can be regarded as a senior employee of the beauty. He has been working under Su Zixue's hands for a long time.

Although he didn't get a very high position, he also became the deputy director of the workshop, and there are usually many people to curry favor with him.

But few people know that Mo Zhiming is actually a pawn placed by the Su family. He has been keeping his face all these years and has not been identified by anyone.

But now he finally has a place to use his skills. The Su family has sent a message asking him to create turmoil in Liren's factory. The more chaos the better, it is best for the factory to stop operating.

Moreover, the Su family also offered generous remuneration, 100 million plus a good real estate, which undoubtedly attracted Mo Zhiming a lot.

Although his annual salary is generous, reaching hundreds of thousands, he still has no house of his own. He is full of excitement when he thinks that he can really settle down in Hangzhou.

Besides, he doesn't necessarily have to reveal it. At that time, the job of the deputy director of the workshop will still be his, and the Su family promised that as long as the plan is successful and the Su family takes control of the beauty company, he will be promoted to director.

This is also very attractive to Mo Zhiming, so Mo Zhiming gritted his teeth and started planning this matter!

But what makes him a little strange is that the company has recently recruited a group of new employees, and it seems that some training is still going on, but he doesn't know the specific situation.

"Never mind him, which of these young people doesn't nod and bow when they see me, how do you think you dare to doubt me?" Mo Zhiming muttered inwardly, and walked out of the corner.

But he didn't know that there was a hidden camera hidden above him, observing his every move without any blind spots.

Even the voice he said was clearly recorded by the camera, and at the other end of the camera, in a special monitoring room, someone was watching intently.

They are all anti-reconnaissance talents of the Qinglong Gang, and intrigue among the gangs is inevitable. Whoever gets more information will have the upper hand.

The Qinglong Gang specially set up a group of intelligence-gathering talents for this purpose. They can catch the inner ghost based on various details and clues, and they can also steal the enemy's core intelligence.

In order to punish the traitors of the Beauty Company, Ye Huan invited this group of talents to dig out those moths who eat inside and out!

In order not to startle them, Ye Huan also arranged for them to be interns, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the inner ghost.

"Boss, there might be something wrong with this man in a flat-headed suit. I've been following him for two days." Kong Heng pushed his glasses and reported the situation to his superiors.

The leader, Gou Feiluan, nodded, and asked calmly, "What about his identity?"

Kong Heng turned over the tablet and replied: "Mo Zhiming, joined the predecessor of Liren Company - Huayue Company three years ago, and is now the deputy director of the assembly line workshop. He usually works hard and has excellent performance."

"Did you join three years ago... I'm afraid it's a big fish..." Gou Feiluan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Send brothers to follow, if there is any abnormality, catch it for me on the spot."

Gou Feiluan is well aware of how honorable Ye Shao's status is, and this time the gang leader sent him to assist Ye Shao, there is absolutely no room for loss!

And it's just a bunch of small miscellaneous fish, there is no difficulty for him, just wait for the fish to take the bait.

"Okay boss, I will immediately arrange for members of the blood group to collect the net..." Kong Heng responded in a deep voice.

Gou Feiluan smiled lightly: "There's no need to make a big fuss, otherwise it would be bad to disturb the bigger bait..."

"Yes……"

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At the same time, employees of No. A cosmetics workshop under Mo Zhiming's management have already left work one after another. Mo Zhiming chose a good time. At this time, the flow density of the workshop is much less than that at noon.

When the workshop catches fire, every day should not be called, and the ground will not work. It will be difficult for someone to rescue in time, and it will be more likely to cause huge losses.

"Hello Director!"

"The director came to visit the class so late! It's really hard work!"

Many people greeted Mo Zhiming with a smile.

Mo Zhiming nodded in response, but his interest was not very high. In fact, his palms were sweating now.

This is really exciting, if someone finds out, his life will be over.

"Don't panic, no one will find me..."

Mo Zhiming took a deep breath, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to him, turned and walked into the fire room.

If there is smoke, the fire protection system will automatically turn on, so the first thing Mo Zhiming has to do is to stop the system's sensors.

"Director, you're here too." Suddenly, a young man patted Mo Zhiming on the back, smiling brightly.

"I'll go..." Mo Zhiming's forehead dripped with cold sweat, seeing that the person who came was a new intern, he couldn't help yelling.

"What are you doing here, a little intern?"

The young man said with a hippie smile, "It's all right, I just happened to meet the director and came over to say hello."

The young man's name is Zhuo Ding. He seems to be a new intern, but he is actually a member of the blood team who has been training for three and a half years. He is good at fighting, scouting and acting.

"By the way, Director, why did you come to the door of the fire room suddenly? Are you here to look at the equipment?"

Mo Zhiming snorted coldly, and took advantage of the situation: "Yes, I'll come over to see if the fire-fighting equipment is old. If you're okay, go quickly."

Zhuo Ding was amazed: "That's fine, but Director, your pocket is bulging, what's in it?"

After all, he didn't care whether Mo Zhiming agreed or not, he just took it out and turned his hands to see that it was a bottle full of gasoline.

"Hey, what is the director doing with this? Does anyone still drink this stuff?" Zhuo Ding sneered and touched Mo Zhiming's other pocket.

A metal lighter just appeared in Zhuo Ding's hand.

"It seems that the director is not kind..." Zhuo Ding said lightly.

"Who are you..." Mo Zhiming's pupils shrank.

He can be regarded as a human being, how could he not see at this moment that Zhuo Ding came here specially for him!

"It's okay to tell you, I'm from the blood group, come with me obediently."

"Blood group?" Mo Zhiming looked terrified, this is the elite of the Qinglong gang, why did he come to the beauty company?

But before he could react, Zhuo Ding put a black cloth on his head, and with a light tap on his wrist, Mo Zhiming lost consciousness.

"Why so much nonsense, why don't I carry it away..." Zhuo Ding muttered in a low voice, and led Mo Zhiming to the side door...