It’s really... hard to find peace.
"What do you want to eat tonight? I’ll make dinner for you."
"Anything’s fine." Qiao Mo really didn’t have much appetite; the unexpected news was like a bolt from the blue.
Jing Hao comforted her for a while and then turned to the kitchen.
Qiao Mo looked at the ti; it was sowhat late.
Afraid that it was too late to find Qiao Dehou today, it seed like she would have to go tomorrow.
...
anwhile, Fu Nancheng stared with bloodshot eyes at the overwhelming news on the TV and the internet, filled with rage.
Zhuo Lin didn’t dare to breathe heavily and whispered, "CEO... the video has already spread... there’s no way to suppress it..."
Fu Nancheng switched off the TV, tossed the remote onto the table, and made calls to Uncle Zhong and Yan Yiheng.
"Have the people been found?"
Uncle Zhong’s voice remained steady, "We can only confirm that the other party appeared in Chicago and Florence in the United States; further investigation still needs more ti."
"How much longer?"
"At best, around five days!"
"Deploy ten tis the manpower to investigate, it must be fast!"
"Yes."
Fu Nancheng knew deep down that their investigation efforts were already substantial, and even with more personnel, probably wouldn’t yield much progress.
The other party likely caught wind of sothing and hid early, but for now, he had no other option.
After hanging up, Fu Nancheng dialed Yan Yiheng again, "Yiheng, how’s your investigation going?"
"I’m still questioning them one by one; these people have been selling for years, they don’t have much impression of custors who only purchased once or twice. I gave them the photos of Yang Peiyun and Qiao Yun to recognize, but so far, there hasn’t been much progress."
Fu Nancheng was sowhat irritated, as the situation was escalating.
Annoyingly, yet there was no substantial progress!
Just by opening a web page or computer, the news was everywhere, attacking Qiao Mo and Qiao Dehou — public opinion was formidable, and the judicial departnt would likely soon intervene.
And he couldn’t possibly suppress the matter on her behalf under such public scrutiny.
"By tomorrow morning, if no one rembers, make them rember." Fu Nancheng spoke coldly.
"Trust , Third Brother, I know what to do." Yan Yiheng said, looking calmly at a few drug dealers in front of him.
After hanging up, Fu Nancheng sat at his desk, forcing himself to calm down.
During this ti, his progress with Qiao Yun was good, so the incident probably wasn’t exposed by the mother and daughter.
After all, once the incident was exposed, Yang Peiyun would no longer have any leverage against him.
She shouldn’t be that foolish!
Fu Nancheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, gradually calming down.
"Fifteen."
"Yes!"
Fifteen quickly appeared in Fu Nancheng’s office, and Fu Nancheng whispered sothing in his ear, after which Fifteen nodded and left.
More than half an hour later, Fifteen received a text ssage.
After reading it, Fu Nancheng tossed his phone onto the desk and patiently waited for soone’s call.
Soon, a call ca in, the screen showing Qiao Yun’s na.
Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze and waited a few seconds, then slowly answered the call.
"Nancheng... I’ll co to the company later to find you... we scheduled to go..."
"Oh, scheduled. Miss Qiao hasn’t seen the news yet!" Fu Nancheng spoke coldly, his voice suppressing a bit of anger.
Qiao Yun paused, "Nancheng... what’s wrong with you?"
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