Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Rong Zhi was silent for a few seconds before responding, "Do you think this is possible?"

Sang Yuwan smiled faintly, "You and I both know what kind of person Bo Xingzhi is."

Rong Zhi coughed lightly, "So, murder is not true at all."

Sang Yuwan held the phone and slowly stood up. "Looks like I need to find someone to teach Gu Jingheng's parents a lesson. It would be best if he could be locked up for spreading rumors and causing trouble like this."

Rong Zhi's voice tightened, "I'll handle it."

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone.

She took two deep breaths and a complicated smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She has already investigated the cause of death of Bo Xingzhi and Gu Jingheng very clearly.

The two of them took a large amount of Hehuan Powder and indulged in excessive pleasure, which led to their death.

Gu Jingheng's father said that they died of murder, which is simply nonsense.

-

The next day.

Sang Yuwan's car had just stopped when a fully armed man in black ran over. In the blink of an eye, he pulled out a bottle of gasoline from his pocket.

"Sang Yuwan!"

With a roar, he unscrewed the cap of the gasoline bottle.

The two bodyguards sent by Ming Yu reacted quickly. One of them kicked him hard in the back, and the other stood in front of Sang Yuwan who had just got out of the car.

Minglang was shocked and said, "Madam, please leave quickly."

Sang Yuwan clenched her fingers and walked quickly towards the elevator.

The man in black who was kicked to the ground gritted his teeth and threw the bottle of gasoline in his hand towards her.

A lot of it splashed onto Sang Yuwan's coat.

The air was suddenly filled with a strong smell of gasoline.

Minglang felt as if he was facing a great enemy. Every cell in his body was on alert and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Ma'am, please take off your coat."

Sang Yuwan took off her clothes as she walked.

Minglang quickly took it and threw it back.

boom--

The moment the coat was swung over, the man in black lying on the ground lit his lighter.

A raging fire spread in the underground garage.

The man in black also started to burn.

Two bodyguards hurried over with a fire extinguisher.

The alarm sounds.

People from the security department also came.

The fire was quickly brought under control and was completely extinguished in less than two minutes.

The man in black who set the fire had died before the ambulance arrived.

The news that the chairman of the Bo Group was retaliated against and almost died in a fire was widely circulated.

Sang Yuwan sat at her desk, looking at the tablet computer handed to her by Xian Si, her face so cold and gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out of it.

"Madam, the identity of the deceased has been confirmed. His name is Jiang Chen, and he was a male model at the Beijing Club." Xian Si bit the corner of her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "He was also Mr. Bo's boyfriend."

The last sentence was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Sang Yuwan's heart.

Blood splattered everywhere and colic arose.

She took a deep breath and said, "There should be more than one person like this, right?"

Xian Si was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head. "It has been confirmed that there are three clubs in the capital."

Sang Yuwan felt a chill on her back and couldn't help shivering.

"Ah."

"lady……"

Xiansi raised his eyes, looking very nervous.

How perfect Bo Xingzhi was during his lifetime, how miserable he was after his death.

In addition to having sex with male secretaries, he also kept several male models.

Sang Yuwan's mouth curled up in mockery, "Bo Xingzhi is really amazing. For so many years, there hasn't been a single rumor about him."

Xian Si clasped his hands together, his back tensed. "Madam, the PR document has been prepared. Would you like to take a look?"

Sang Yuwan stared at the tablet computer, her eyes flashing with coldness. "Give it to President Ji and let him handle it."

Xian Si nodded, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan handed her the tablet.

As Xiansi walked out, Minglang walked in.

"Ma'am, the person has been sent to the funeral home, and his relatives have been notified."

Sang Yuwan leaned back and raised her eyelids slightly, "Alang, I need you to do something for me."

"Madam, please speak." Minglang's breathing became tight.

Sang Yuwan took the pen and wrote a word on the A4 paper.

Minglang lowered his eyes and said, "Madam, you are doubting this..."

Sang Yuwan's expression was stern. "Go and investigate quietly. Don't alert the enemy."

Minglang straightened his lips and nodded.

Then he took the A4 paper with only one word written on it and threw it into the shredder next to his desk.

Sang Yuwan took two sips of tea, calmed down, and began to handle official business.

I have been working in the business world for five years and have experienced many ups and downs, but none of them are as big as this.

She knew that the higher she sat, the greater the danger.

There are even more people who want to pull her down.

It's difficult to survive alone, so she needs to speed up the cultivation of her own confidants.

ten minutes later.

Ji Xiao walked into Rong Zhi's office.

"Mr. Rong."

Rong Zhi, who was checking his phone, didn't even look up and responded distantly, "Boss Ji, what's up?"

Ji Xiao walked straight to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down face to face with him. "Mr. Rong, what do you think about the arson case just now?"

Rong Zhi tapped the screen of his phone, as if replying to a message, "It's so obvious that he was intentionally hurting me, can't Mr. Ji see it?"

Ji Xiao's face was calm, "What's the reason for intentional injury?"

Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "Boss Ji, are you interrogating me?"

Ji Xiao smiled gently, "Mr. Rong, you are too kind. Everyone in the Bo family knows that the Second Master is above everyone else."

Rong Zhi sneered, "Boss Ji, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush."

Ji Xiao sat upright, "The CEO's Office has already sent the PR document regarding this matter to President Rong. President Rong hasn't signed off on it yet, so I came here in person to urge him to do something."

Rong Zhi put down his phone calmly, "Boss Ji, you are the CEO."

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "It's true that I am the CEO, but I am not a member of the Bo family."

Rong Zhi leaned back and looked at him disdainfully, "Boss Ji, you said that the Bo Corporation is not the private property of the Bo family."

Ji Xiao's expression was calm. "That's what I said, but in reality, the controlling shareholder is still the Bo family."

Rong Zhi frowned slightly, "No one who holds shares in the Bo family has the last name Bo."

"Chairman and old lady..." Ji Xiao narrowed his eyes.

Rong Zhi asked him, "Is their surname Bo?"

Ji Xiao was stunned for a moment, his lips slightly raised, "They are indeed not surnamed Bo, but their husbands are surnamed Bo."

Rong Zhi said something inexplicably meaningful, "What Mr. Ji said seems to make sense."

Ji Xiao was a little confused, frowning slightly, "Boss Rong, I'm a bit dull, so why don't you just speak frankly?"

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "Intentional injury, changed to accidental sudden attack."

Ji Xiao's temples twitched twice, and he took a deep breath. "Is this the chairman's opinion?"

Rong Zhi replied, "I mean."

Ji Xiao stood up and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Second Master."

Rong Zhi's expression was cold and indifferent. "Boss Ji, the chairman doesn't like people who talk too much."

Ji Xiao was stunned, "I understand."

Rong Zhi looked at his departing figure, his pupils dark and his stern face thick with anger.

Jiang Chen was just a male model that Bo Xingzhi had once kept. Sang Yuwan had no grudge against him, but he killed him.

There must be something behind this.