Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Walking out of [a newspaper office] is like walking out of a special time and space that has been deliberately sealed away.

In that time and space, the flow of time was slow, enough for him to have a tender dream, enough for him to have a good sleep with alcohol and a bed scented with Ye Kong's fragrance to recharge his energy.

But the moment he walked out of the coffee shop, he returned to the normal world where swords and spears were everywhere.

The missed calls on his cell phone and the several reports in his mailbox, carrying everything that had happened that night and the attention from countless ordinary people in society, pressed down on his head like a mountain.

Fortunately, Wen Can had long been accustomed to it, or it could be said that he had never lived without high pressure.

As he drove away, he saw the girl yawning with her head tilted back in the window.

Even though the silhouette is blurry, it's still as cute as a Q-print picture.

Wen Can stared at her until the car drove away and he could no longer see her.

Turning back, he just received a call from a psychologist.

"Are we there yet?" he asked.

"...You inhuman capitalist, do you know what I rejected after I received your call last night? Ten, ten hot handsome guys from all over the world who I could touch at will!"

"...I'll give you a hundred as compensation after the job is done. You can choose any style you want."

"Are you serious?" The man was skeptical, and only got to the point after making sure he wasn't joking, "I just landed and am on my way to the police station, but I don't think the news has mentioned that your father is a mental patient. I can't volunteer to do a second test in advance because I suspect they are going to play the mental patient card, right?"

"If you don't mention it now, it will happen soon..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another call came in and Wen Can answered it directly.

"Where are you?"

Ask questions directly.

Wen Can was silent for a moment: "I took a nap and am on my way over."

"…F*ck you, you beast! I stayed up all night in the interrogation room and you went back to sleep?!"

After cursing and urging, the other party hung up the phone in a hurry.

Wen Can started talking to Ouyang Nian again.

"Anyway, just go directly to ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a third call.

This time it comes from Mr. Yuan.

"Ah Can, I heard that your grandpa has woken up. I thought I should go see him, but why won't the hospital let me in?"

"...Mr. Yuan, you'd better not go to see him. I'm afraid he's not in good condition."

"Really?" The voice was obviously full of doubt.

Just then, the other phone in Wen Can's arms began to vibrate.

Wen Can took it out and looked at the caller ID and found that it was Secretary Fei calling.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds, then turned on the speaker and leaned closer to another phone. Soon, Secretary Fei's voice rang out from the other end: "Sir, the old man is not in good condition. The doctor came to see him and said that his mood swings were too great and too intense. He might faint again. Now he has finally been given a sedative and is asleep. What do you think?"

Wen Can remained silent.

After hearing this, Mr. Yuan also fell silent.

Then Wen Can spoke up, "Mr. Yuan, you heard it too. My grandfather couldn't accept what happened to my father. He was already in the hospital and had suffered a great shock. He really couldn't see outsiders."

"...Okay." Mr. Yuan sighed, and then couldn't help but say, "Ah Can, you are the same. You didn't even bother to discuss such a big matter with your grandfather. After all, you are still father and son, and you are a family. Wen's Group, which is so big, is in trouble because of this matter. Have you seen today's stock price? It's simply... Hey! You are really too impulsive and too young. I understand your feelings, but the living are real, and the dead can't come back. You obviously have more ways to deal with this matter quietly, instead of making it known to everyone and affecting so many people. Look, your grandfather is also so angry, why are you doing this? Hey!"

Wen Can just said goodbye to him calmly, hung up the phone, and then said to Secretary Fei who had fallen silent: "You continue."

"...I mean, after the sedative wears off, should we continue to show him the video?"

Wen Can seemed to think about it and said, "Let it go. He should have watched it, right?"

"Yes."

Secretary Fei added, "As for public opinion, thanks to the help of Miss Ye Kong, the heat has returned. And because it was suppressed once last night, everyone seems to be more excited about a staged victory. There are still many reporters outside the police station, the live broadcast has been going on, and the public is also continuing to pay attention. As far as public opinion is concerned, it is a very good situation for us, and there is no need to put up anything else for the time being."

"Okay, continue monitoring."

After the phone call, the car finally quieted down and sped all the way to the police station, where the noise was still hustle and bustle.

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All the police officers who came in and out could not escape being surrounded and questioned, not to mention Wen Can.

Fortunately, the bodyguard was already waiting at the door and escorted him in quickly.

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"You know that this is wrong! This matter has attracted so much attention! But you have been delaying the meeting between us and our client! Do you know how much loss this will cause to Wen's Group?! Can you compensate for these losses?!"

As soon as Wen Can walked into the hall, he heard shouting coming from an office.

As soon as he looked over, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Turning around, I saw a young and handsome face with two dark spots under his eyes.

In one hand he held a large porcelain mug filled with dark coffee, and he was staring at him with a sinister expression like a ghost who had died unjustly, and said with a hint of jealousy, "Oh, you look good, did you sleep well?"

"...Officer Lin, can we talk at the same time?" Wen Can said calmly.

Officer Lin sneered, took a big gulp of coffee, and then led the man into his office.

Officer Lin leaned back on the peeling swivel chair and sighed. He rubbed his brows and said, "It's not easy. Chen Yu is very stubborn. We yelled at him and tried to persuade him with emotion and reason, but he just won't change his tune. He said he did everything by himself and no one ordered him to do it."

"…Then why did he suddenly go abroad? Where did he get the money to immigrate?!"

"The Wen family is very kind. Seeing that he was about to retire, they gave him a large sum of money. In addition, he had once broken his hand to protect your grandfather in his early years, so your grandfather was even more generous to him."

"If no one ordered him to do so, what was his motive for murder? My mother had no grudge against him, and they even got along well and often chatted during the trip."

"He said that your mother's words and actions always reveal her arrogance, that she looks down on others because she has risen to a high position. She said that your mother looks down on people like them."

"fart!!!"