After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Didn't find Fu Tingchen?

Could it be that the little bastard was indeed dead, because he was overthinking?

Mr. Jiang's eyes slowly narrowed.

What was the purpose of going to Miaojiang late at that time?

After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Let Ziming ask about the purpose of Shiwan's trip before doing anything,"

A terrifying murderous intent was brewing in Mr. Jiang's old and hoarse voice.

"Remember, don't let go of any of them."

"Yes!"

The cold and serious man nodded with a gloomy expression, and walked out quickly.

At this time, a short and fat middle-aged man walked in with him.

"Old man, Fu Shiling and Zhou Quan have already started."

Fu Shiling?

comprehensive?

Hearing the familiar name, Jiang Rongsheng's brows twitched, unable to react at all.

"Miaojiang hasn't succeeded yet, who told them to advance?"

Mr. Jiang's gray brows were tightly frowned.

"These two idiots!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were cold and unpredictable.

"What's going on in the old house of the Fu family? What are Yang Sheng and his son doing?"

Fu Shiye fell down, but the Yang family's father and son were still there.

At this critical time, you must not take it lightly.

Jiang Rongsheng listened to the conversation between the two, but couldn't react at all.

"Our people have heard that Mr. Fu's physical condition has suddenly become more serious, and his life is almost hanging by a thread,"

The chunky man continued.

"Yang Sheng asked many doctors to come, and he was very busy. Yang Yi rushed to Fu's Group not long ago."

It turned out to be the case.

Mr. Jiang's brows loosened.

"Continue to stare, if you find something is wrong and retreat immediately, you must not blame the Jiang family!"

"Yes!"

The chunky man bowed slightly and backed out.

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and sipped his tea.

The study room became quiet again.

It was too late to siege again, and another attack on the Fu family's old house?

Jiang Rongsheng vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

"dad,"

He swallowed hard, and finally found his own voice.

"You mean to kill the direct line of the Fu family?"

Mr. Jiang put down the teacup in his hand and snorted coldly.

"Finally smart again."

Hearing Mr. Jiang's affirmation, Jiang Rongsheng swallowed again, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Dad, the strength of our Jiang family is far inferior to that of the Fu family... Isn't it too risky for you to do this?"

"It's not that Jiang's family is inferior to Fu's family, it's because you and Qingtong together are far inferior to Fu Tingchen,"

Mr. Jiang couldn't hear these words the most, and looked at Jiang Rongsheng with a sharp gaze like a knife blade.

"Now that Fu Shiye has been poisoned and Fu Tingchen is dead, our Jiang family can easily deal with the Fu family."

His eyes were tightly condensed.

"After tonight, no one will say that my Jiang family is inferior to the Fu family, and no one will dare to say it!!"

He spent his whole life for this.

Jiang Rongsheng still felt a little unreal.

"But dad..."

"shut up!"

Mr. Jiang slapped his hand on the table hard, interrupting Jiang Rongsheng.

"It's not your turn to comment on the decision I made!!"

Jiang Rongsheng pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"……Yes."

Mr. Jiang snorted coldly and walked out.

"Follow me to see Tong Tong."

After a while, the two walked away.

Mrs. Jiang came out from the bookcase, her face pale.

If the Jiang family is successful, it is not certain whether they will have their mother and daughter.

But if they fail, they will definitely not be able to get rid of their relationship.

You have to find Qingtong's whereabouts as soon as possible, and be prepared to escape.

At this time, Mrs. Jiang didn't know yet.

A few hours later, what kind of thing would I do that would shock the entire capital.

The demise of the Jiang family has officially entered the countdown.

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Miao Jiang, hospital.

The sound of firefights, fights, and screams are on the verge of breaking out.

The bloody smell wafted from the floor, getting stronger and stronger.

People who don't know may think that they have come to hell on earth.

However, the conference room on the top floor.

Shi Wan sat in the conference room with a calm expression, slowly flipping through the medical books in front of him with his long, white fingers.

The delicate and delicate facial features are so perfect under the light that it is a little unreal.

The whole person seemed to be completely unaffected.