My imagination has come true

Chapter 725 Transshipment
The situation on the floor seems not to be good.

Mu Qingyun sent a WeChat message to Mr. Qiao, but Mr. Qiao took a long time to reply, and there was some anxiety and irritability in the words.

Qiao Qing has always been calm, calm and unshakable, but his irritability makes people even more uneasy.

Mu Qingyun entered Qiao's Building and went up to the 30th floor from the exclusive elevator. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lou Fang lying upright on the sofa, with his hands intertwined on his lower abdomen and his eyes closed.

On the coffee table on the left is a working chanter.

On the door on the right, in the Baibao Pavilion, there are large vases covered with yellow talismans.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Qiao Qing was sitting at a desk not far away, reviewing documents, doing two things at once, and listening to reports from his huge team of assistants.

"Aqing, sit down first."

Mr. Qiao struck a blow, and Lou Fang's slender thigh shrank a few inches inward. Mu Qingyun laughed: "What's going on?"

"General Manager Shan of Red Steel, Ah Qing, do you remember?"

Qiao Qing put the documents away, waved his hand to let his huge team of assistants exit first, poured a glass of milk for Mu Qingyun and Lou Fang, and then sat down to ask.

Mu Qingyun's eyes were filled with confusion.

Qiao Qing raised her eyebrows: "Qingyun Entertainment used prop cars and racing tracks for the 23rd scene of this year's "Flying Speed", as well as the abandoned amusement park used for the 11th and 23rd scenes of "The World is No Different". They are all the industries of Red Steel.”

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Not to mention that she just came back from ancient scripts, even if she didn't go to 'ancient times', she wouldn't be able to remember them.

It's not her, but Mr. Qiao, who has a system plug-in and whose mental power has exceeded the limits of the human body. However, Mr. Qiao has always been attentive. Every time the season changes, he always picks up the clothes in her wardrobe to change the season, and the various colors are matched very appropriately.

Mu Qingyun originally thought it was the work of the secretaries, but later she learned that even the materials of her and Lou Fang's clothes had to be handed over to Mr. Qiao for review in advance. Mr. Qiao had to check every piece of clothing to see if there were threads.

She couldn't quite remember what she was thinking after knowing this, but even when she thought about it now, she still felt warm. Mother Yang Yuge is a careless person. She has never received such serious attention since she was a child.

Qiao Qing introduced a few words, and Mu Qingyun finally remembered who Mr. Shan was. She seemed to have met this person several times at a cocktail party a while ago. Their company had been in decline a few years ago, but in the past six months, it suddenly flourished again. The young man made several fortunes in a row, and his business became bigger and bigger, so he began to do business with the Mu family.

"Mr. Shan passed away a month ago. He accidentally fell off a horse and was injured. He was not rescued."

"The racecourse he went to was Xiaolou's racecourse, and Xiaolou was the only one next to him at that time."

"There was also a traffic star, Fang Ruoshan, who passed away in a Wia accident while filming an advertisement. At that time, Xiaolou went to visit the class to collect materials, and he was there."

"Li Hong, a teacher at Beihe University of Science and Technology, lost her footing and fell on the railway track ten days ago and died unfortunately. Xiaolou was standing behind her."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

"Yesterday, Xiaolou's editor, whose surname was Ouyang, Ouyang Qian, who had just been employed for half a month, died in an elevator accident in Demao Plaza. Before his death, he was discussing a new book with Xiaolou."

Mu Qingyun: "...If it were me, I would also doubt Teacher Xiaofang."

No wonder there were several plainclothes patrolmen guarding the door.

After Qiao Qing simply told Mu Qingyun, she stretched out her hand to press down the chanting machine, and then lifted Lou Fang up, with a calm expression: "Let's go, eat." He dragged Lou Fang, called Mu Qingyun, and the three of them stepped down generously. After getting off the elevator, Qiao Qing glanced at the sanitation worker who had been standing next to the green belt with a broom all morning, walked over and looked at the garbage truck, and said calmly: "This green belt is the scope of our company's responsibility. Sanitation workers We are paying the wages and bonuses. Since you want to do sanitation work, please work more seriously. "

'Sanitation worker': "..."

Mu Qingyun silently raised his hands to cover his face: "Cough."

The sanitation worker looks familiar to her. Is he a colleague of Inspector Zhang or Inspector Zhou? They are all our own people anyway.

After pondering for a moment, she quickly dragged the big killer, Mr. Qiao, to eat.

They went to Qiao's own employee canteen, a small two-story bungalow on the east side of the headquarters. As soon as they walked in and smelled the aroma of rice, Mu Qingyun's stomach began to rumble instinctively. It was the smell she was most familiar with.

When Lou Fang went on an expedition, he didn't care much about food, clothing, housing, or transportation. He focused on making a good living, just staying alive, but he was very particular about his food.

Qiao later entered the catering industry and built one of the top three hotel chains in the country. The original intention was probably that Mr. Qiao and Teacher Xiao Fang thought it was troublesome to deliver meals at home and wanted to have a convenient meal in any city.

Glancing out through the window, Mu Qingyun chuckled: "Thank you."

Mr. Qiao called the waiter seriously: "A box lunch with four dishes and one soup will be given to the sanitation worker, the bicycle repairman, the male employee at the gas station, and the drunkard in front of the supermarket."

The waiter was experienced in many battles and quickly delivered the lunch box without even changing his expression.

The 'sanitation worker''s face started to turn green.

"Brother Yong, are we violent and exposed?"

Another sanitation worker next to him said with a grimace.

"If they don't have any evil intentions, why would they pay attention to a few sanitation workers? The more arrogant they are, the more it means there is a problem!"

"...Then shall we eat this meal or not?"

"Eat, you go and pay the bill quickly." The 'sanitation worker' snorted. Qiao's employee canteen is not open to the public. Their food is well-known. I have been hungry all morning. If I don't eat, it will be free.

Anyway, it had been exposed, so the several patrolmen simply stopped pretending and just stood at Qiao's gate to keep an eye on him.

Mr. Qiao winked at Mu Qingyun, and Mu Qingyun shrugged: "Not now, I'm keeping an eye on it."

She naturally knew that Qiao always wanted to ask if there were any weird scripts. After all, what happened recently was still very dramatic.

If not, then eat.

The crispy and tender lamb chops melted in your mouth. The information of each deceased person was placed on the table. Mu Qingyun, Mr. Qiao, and Lou Fang were looking at it and pasting small notes on them, whatever they thought of.

After posting for a long time, Mu Qingyun clicked his tongue: "Except for having an intersection with Teacher Xiao Fang, these people have absolutely nothing to do with each other."

And they all died in accidents.

Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "Our inspection department is really serious and responsible, which is amazing."

It was an obvious accident, but the inspection department sent so many people to investigate just because of some doubts. Although Mu Qingyun and others were unhappy as the subjects of the investigation, for the family members of the deceased, someone cared about the death of a loved one. , there are people who are willing to work hard for a truth, and this alone is enough to comfort people.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingyun said: "There is another thing in common. These people have not had bad luck recently. It should be said that they all have signs of luck."