Her Unscrupulous CEO

At the International Airport in country D, Xiang Qinghao's private plane landed steadily. Shortly after the plane landed, a group of three black cars drove into the reception channel of the airport.

Under the protection of six bodyguards, Xiang Qinghao's slender body sped towards the direction of the car.

Sitting in the car, a foreign man in his early 40s came to meet him. He was so anxious that he wiped his cold sweat and said, "young master, we have been completely protecting the scene, waiting for you to come and check."

"Go to the laboratory." Xiang Qinghao's eyes stared coldly at the front. At the moment, he burst into a rage, just like an angry wolf.

The black car sped to the airport expressway and headed for the medical laboratory set up by Xiang Qinghao family in this country. After driving for more than an hour, he finally reached the gate of the laboratory. The black car had just stopped. The bodyguard in the front seat immediately got off and opened the door. Xiang Qinghao stepped down with a gloomy face and stared at a group of people coming to meet him with cold eyes

He walked quickly into the stolen refrigerator. He stood in this heavily invested safe.

The cold air around him was not as cold as his eyes at the moment. He stared at the new drug that should have been created by his efforts. It was a drug he was about to announce. Now, it was stolen.

"Everyone goes out. Don't come in without my order. Let the security director leave immediately." Xiang Qinghao said, stretching out his hand and pulling his tie. His inner anger made him dry all over.

All the people around hurried to leave with great interest for fear of bearing the young master's anger.

Xiang Qinghao walks to the smashed password lock. He stares at the broken glass. The control panel sends out an alarm red light. The flashing light reflects Xiang Qinghao's eyes. He narrows and falls into meditation.

Only three people know the password here, and one of them just went to other places to cooperate last week. Now, there is only one person who can unlock the lock here except himself.

The person in charge here is a cousin uncle of his family. His name is third uncle.

As Xiang Qinghao's eyes moved, he reached out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Check the recent account flow of my third uncle for me. I want the most detailed." Xiang Qinghao continued to operate on the broken password lock after he attached it.

He asked someone to build this code lock, so he knew its specific use very well. Such a superficial smash could not destroy its essence.

Xiang Qinghao is waiting for a phone call. A man in his early fifties, wearing a white fungus proof suit, walks to Xiang Qinghao with one hand hidden in his pocket.

Xiang Qinghao keenly heard the footsteps. He turned his head and stood his third uncle behind him.

"Qing Hao, how are you doing? Is there anything suspicious? Do you know who stole it?"

Xiang Qinghao called to him, "third uncle, I'm still checking. I'll find out sooner or later."

Xiang Shouyang nodded. "Yes! Such a big thing, we must find out." Xiang Qinghao looked at a small piece of powder on the ground. It seemed that the person who stole it was too flustered and accidentally broke a bottle. He walked over, squatted down and looked at it carefully. Behind him, Xiang Shouyang also came over. He leaned down and asked“

How about Qinghao? "

Xiang Qinghao reached out and touched some, took it and looked at it. Xiang Shouyang pulled out his hand hidden in his pocket and hid a needle in his fist.

Suddenly, a touch of malice flashed in his gentle eyes. When Xiang Qinghao was unprepared, he quickly plunged into the blood vessels of his neck and pushed the liquid medicine inside.

Xiang Qinghao immediately grabbed his needle and looked at the man in front of him in amazement. "Third uncle... What are you doing? What is this?" "Qing Hao, I'm sorry, third uncle has no way to forgive me!" Xiang Shouyang showed pain in his eyes, "I can't help it! They forced me... They forced me with my son's life... You'll be fine if you don't check, but you just called

Doubt me... "

Xiang Qinghao heard the answer, but he felt his head getting dizzy. He gasped and held the machine next to him and asked, "what did you inject me?"

"I won't kill you! As long as you sleep and wake up, you will forget it."

"You..." Xiang Qinghao's eyes were stunned for a moment. He knew what he had been injected. In his mind, he was dizzy like a slide, and finally fixed on a girl's face.

He held his head as if he wanted to keep the girl, but he still couldn't control the effect of drugs in his mind.

This is a potion to wash away memory nerves, and the product of this research will be the biggest quality assurance in the medical field.

Xiang Qinghao wanted to catch something. Finally, he couldn't catch anything. He lay on the ground and murmured, "Xinwei..."

Xiang Shouyang washed the residue in the syringe with another potion. He threw it into the garbage can next to him. At the same time, he picked up a blunt object next to him and smashed it at Xiang Qinghao's nerve lateral brain.

At the same time, Xiang Shouyang also hit his forehead. He shouted, "come on... Help! Someone wants to kill the young master..."

Therefore, they rushed into a group of people. In the chaos, they carried the injured Xiang Qinghao away, and Xiang Shouyang followed out, as if they had been attacked in the laboratory just now.

"Uncle Xiang, what's the matter? Who attacked the young master? Who is it?"

"I didn't see clearly! As soon as I came in, I saw the young master fall to the ground, and I was hit hard on the back of my head, and I fainted for a while." Xiang Shouyang described the whole attack process.

At that time, these people were ordered out by Xiang Qinghao, and no one dared to come in. Therefore, it seems that they gave the criminals a chance to attack.

"I knew it was our insider this time. He came to steal the experiment."

Xiang Shouyang saw that he had successfully created the illusion of an insider. He immediately pretended to faint.

Xiang Qinghao was sent to the rescue room. The doctor who examined him found that he had only injured his left side of the brain. The wound was not too big, and the blood stopped quickly.

"The young master's injury is not too serious. He should just be dizzy temporarily. Have you notified the seventh master?"

"It has been notified. He is on his way to the Xiang house. He will notify him."

"Who dares to fight against the Xiang family and attack the young master? Wait for the seventh master to deal with it!"

Referring to the seventh master, everyone's eyes showed a touch of respect for no reason.

The seventh master, Xiang Qinghao's youngest uncle, ranks seventh in the Xiang family. At the same time, he is also the person in charge of the Xiang family's pharmaceutical business. With him alone, he has opened up the global supply chain platform and is a guest of the presidents of various countries.

He was in the charge of Xiang Qinghao, and the two uncles and nephews became the pillars of the Xiang family.

In another lounge, Xiang Shouyang, who still pretended to close his eyes and rest, was listening to the news. Suddenly, he heard someone nearby mention the name of the seventh master. His body immediately shook slightly.

Three hours later, Xiang Qinghao didn't wake up. The doctor was waiting patiently. Near the time, three black cars drove into the gate of the laboratory. The back seat of the black car in the middle, and the bodyguard came forward to open the door.

A strong and slender leg stepped down quickly. The mature man in formal dress adjusted the single grain suit buckle in front of his chest, and the long leg sped towards the direction of the emergency room.

"Seventh master, the young master is resting in the ward now." a doctor rushed to inform him immediately.

"Take me to see him." a low magnetic, unprovoked voice sounded.

The man's ink hair was combed behind his head. His facial features were beautiful, imposing and oppressive. Everywhere he looked, everyone had a cold attack.

"How did you protect the young master? You were attacked in your own laboratory?" the man's voice scolded, looking extremely angry.

"Yes... Yes, the young master wants to stay alone for a while." there was a bold explanation.

"Still dare to make excuses." the man's eyes were cold and angry.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, the man stepped in, stood in front of the bed, bent over and looked at his unconscious nephew, and the doctor next to him immediately explained the injury in detail.

"The young master was attacked by someone's side of the brain. The wound was four centimeters. The amount of bleeding was not much. He was unconscious when he woke up."

"Are there any other injuries on your body?"

"We checked, only brain injury."

Xiang thin cold's eyes narrowed and looked like a sleeping nephew. He said in a low voice, "you can't have an accident. Wake up quickly!"

Xiang Qinghao slept day and night, and Xiang Shouyang, who was also attacked, woke up. When he woke up, he immediately came to explain the accident to Xiang Bohan.

When he came, Xiang Qinghao had fallen to the ground and couldn't stand up. He wanted to go over and check. He was hit in the back of his head. He also fainted for a few seconds and vaguely saw someone running away quickly.

Using the cover of family affection, Xiang Shouyang's panic was flawless. Even Xiang Bohan didn't find out.

"Poor young master, what if something happens to him?" Xiang Shouyang pretended that his eyes were red.

"Nothing will happen to him." Xiang's thin lips closed tightly and looked at his nephew in bed. He firmly believed that he would come in.

While talking, Xiang Qinghao's eyelashes gently lifted. Xiang thin Han immediately bent over and called him, "Qinghao."

Xiang Qinghao naturally opened his eyes and quenched the white light on his head. He was a little confused. Then he saw the men sitting in front of the bed. He immediately sat up and stared at them with a defensive color.

"Who are you?" Xiang Qinghao asked, covering his injured place. His eyes were even more confused and vigilant. Xiang thin cold's pupils suddenly shrunk, and he scolded in a low voice, "smelly boy, don't you even remember me? “