"How about it, boss, did I guess right?"
Fatty Tang, looking at Xiao Yi, who was stunned, beca even more convinced of his prowess, wearing a face full of pride.
"Fatty, I think you..."
"I’m aweso, right?"
Fatty Tang grew even prouder.
"I think, your joining the math departnt is really burying your talents!"
Fatty Tang deeply agreed, nodding vigorously.
"You should have pursued a degree in the Gossip Departnt, uh... it seems there’s no such major. You should have studied journalism. I believe you would definitely beco the greatest paparazzo, the top Gossip Journalist because you are really boring enough."
Xiao Yi rolled his eyes, said his piece, and then continued with his al.
"Boss, that’s just jealousy..."
"Yes, it’s envy, jealousy, and hatred... you’re envious and jealous of my talent!"
"......"
Fatty Tang expressed his protest indignantly, but unfortunately, no matter what Fatty Tang said or how much he fussed, Xiao Yi just kept eating, too lazy even to lift his head, not even sure if he heard any of the protests. Fatty Tang protested alone for a while, feeling bored, and inevitably dropped his head, channeling all his inner frustrations into his food, though, in his heart, he continued to protest against Xiao Yi, championing his cause.
"This al is great, Fatty. How did you know about this restaurant?"
After Xiao Yi finished off the food on his plate and contentedly belched, he finally looked up, giving the humble-looking little restaurant a surprised glance.
"I..."
Fatty Tang struggled for a while before he could finally speak. Xiao Yi was finally paying attention to him. He imdiately lifted his head and opened his mouth, ready to speak, but just as he was about to, Xiao Yi’s phone rang.
"Excuse , I need to take this call."
Xiao Yi, slightly embarrassed, excused himself to Fatty Tang and took out his phone to answer the call.
"Xiao Yi, busy?"
Once the call connected, a sowhat hoarse voice of Chen Jianguo ca through the speaker.
"No, just finished eating. Uncle Chen, what’s up? Is there sothing wrong?"
Hearing Chen Jianguo’s voice, Xiao Yi was montarily startled, then beca sowhat nervous. Although Chen Jianguo was quickly recovering, he had been severely injured, and while his dication was effective, it wasn’t a miraculous ’Spirit Pill’ that could heal him instantly. He was still lying in the hospital, and speaking was still sowhat inconvenient.
Normally, he wouldn’t call him, and there was no need, as Xiao Yi almost visited the hospital daily to check on him and Wang Dawei, to monitor their injuries. Any matters could usually be discussed face-to-face.
"Xiao Yi, Elder Han ca by just now. Soone massively bought up Jianguo Group’s stocks on the day I was attacked."
Chen Jianguo’s expression was somber and sowhat gloomy.
Although he hadn’t said anything about the assassination attempt, there was no doubt in his heart that he was extrely angry. No one would not feel anger in such a situation; after all, everyone has only one life!
If he hadn’t known Xiao Yi, and if Xiao Yi hadn’t been so skilled in dicine, he would have lost his life completely unprepared, saying a permanent goodbye to this world and leaving behind his beloved daughter to live alone, desolate, carrying all his unfulfilled ambitions and a heart full of regrets.
Undoubtedly, these killers’ actions had far exceeded his limits.
And even more so, the person behind the scenes who had orchestrated these killers!
All his life in business, he had adhered to the principles of openness and integrity, which is why he had never felt the need for bodyguards. He firmly believed that whether in business or in personal conduct, one must be upright and transparent. As long as one conducted oneself honorably and with a clear conscience, there was absolutely no need for bodyguards. After all, any disagreents could be discussed openly and clearly.
Xiao Yi had asked him many questions about the assassination and so details about the assailant, and he had even hinted to him that he was investigating the killer, but that before he found him, the killer might strike again and he should be psychologically prepared.
Others might not take Xiao Yi’s words to heart, but he felt that Xiao Yi was much more reliable than the police. Xiao Yi had already shown too many miraculous feats.
Therefore, he was even more detailed in his responses to Xiao Yi than to the police, and he had almost completely placed his hopes of finding the assassin on Xiao Yi.
Of course, he himself was also ntally going through the list of possible suspects.
But all along, as Xiao Yi was helpless, so was he, as he suddenly realized he had many business competitors and many enemies. Many people seed like they could be the killer, yet also seed unlikely.
The aningful words Han Yuqi had spoken to him today, however, suddenly made him feel as if he had seen the first light of dawn...
The person behind the hostile takeover might not necessarily be the killer, but without a doubt, they should be considered a major suspect!
Even if it was ultimately determined that this person was not the killer, such a person must be included in Chen Jianguo’s blacklist. Anyone who took advantage of his peril to try to take his life must be constantly guarded against!
After thinking it over, he still felt that he should inform Xiao Yi of this news at once; it might just give Xiao Yi so kind of clue.
Boom!
Chen Jianguo’s words instantly exploded like a huge bomb in Xiao Yi’s mind, blasting away the glimr he had been desperately grasping at but which had nearly slipped away. Now, it cut through his mind like a giant sword of light, completely driving out all darkness and shadows, leaving nothing but boundless light!
Who profits, who has the greatest motive!
Just like Fatty Tang had suspected him of hiring a private detective to photograph Li Zhengyi!
Such a simple principle, why hadn’t he thought of it before?
"Xiao Yi?"
Chen Jianguo waited a long ti without hearing Xiao Yi’s response and couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled, "Are you still there?"
"I’m here, Uncle Chen, I understand."
Xiao Yi finally snapped back to reality, his eyes unable to contain a flicker of excitent, even his hand holding the phone tightened slightly. The dead end that had been stuck in his brain for so many days had finally opened up.
It was like solving a difficult mathematical problem. (To be continued. If you enjoy this series, you are welco to vote for it at qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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