Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

Reporter Zhao sat in the innermost position. There are four dishes, two meat and two vegetables, and several cans of beer on the table in front of me. I've drunk two bottles. The empty bottle was thrown aside. Mu Qingtian came over and sat impolitely opposite.

"Sorry." Reporter Zhao wiped the oil on his mouth. "My professional meals are irregular. I didn't eat. I thought Mu would come back later. I didn't expect to come so soon."

"You said you had something to tell me. Naturally, I came quickly."

"I thought you were going to send that beautiful little girl home or to the company. It would take another hour." Reporter Zhao returned a can of beer, "would you like some?"

Mu Qingtian pushes the beer back.

"No, I have."

For mu Qingtian, his first task is to talk to reporter Zhao. Eating is not his purpose.

Reporter Zhao seemed a little helpless.

"Yes... That's troublesome. I thought president Mu didn't eat. I ordered so much. OK, pack up and go back. Dinner is ready."

Mu Qingtian said, "don't be so poor. I know you are also a leading figure in the domestic media. You don't have to eat so much."

"Do you think I'm acting in front of you? Well, that's what you think. Anyway, I don't want to explain. I'm very poor." Reporter Zhao smiled and said, "well, let's be serious."

Reporter Zhao put down his chopsticks and, at the same time, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth.

Mu Qingtian is waiting for these: "OK, tell me, who is Yan Waner with in the hotel?"

Reporter Zhao didn't speak. He turned his small eyes up and looked at Qingtian. He took the photo from his pocket and pushed it on the table.

"Let me show you this."

Mu Qingtian turned the picture over and took a glance.

"I know, He Yi. He is a businessman."

"Oh, you know, too. Yes, it's a businessman. It seems that Mu has a lot of eye liner."

"Not as much as you. If you tell me that, I already know." Mu Qingtian stood up to go.

"No, no, it was an appetizer." Reporter Zhao quickly waved his hand. At the same time, he also smiled with him.

Mu Qingtian had to sit down again. In fact, he also knew that this was definitely not reporter Zhao's card. He must know more than that.

Reporter Zhao took out two photos from his pocket and pushed them over at the same time, both with the back facing up.

"Look at these two photos."

Mu Qingtian picked up one and looked at it: "Jin Zetian, I know, he is the manager of my subordinate department. He often goes in and out of the hotel recently. Although I doubt him, I don't think he has enough weight."

"Next."

Mu Qingtian picked up the picture again. When he saw the picture, his face changed.

"He..."

"Yes, Chu Feng." Reporter Zhao's face showed an unfathomable smile, "sometimes, I think I'm really inferior as a paparazzi. In fact, I should be a private detective."

Reporter Zhao made a joke. Mu Qingtian didn't mean to laugh at all.

"Show me the photos of Chu Feng..."

"You can understand."

Mu Qingtian looks at the photo, which shows Chu Feng's side face, and the background is the hotel.

"He is also in this hotel..."

"Not only is he, but he has appeared around Yan Waner many times."

Reporter Zhao took out a lot of photos and threw them in front of Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian glanced. Yan Waner was in all the photos, and each photo drew a circle with color strokes. In the circle was the Chu Feng. Some of them could be seen even though the picture was blurred.

Mu Qingtian touched his shoulder, which still hurt faintly.

"Maybe it was him who attacked you that night. But this man's whereabouts are secret. Every time you enter the hotel, you go through the back door and side door. Generally, you can't find him. In addition, he also knows how to make up. He is much better than he Yi and Jin Zetian."

"What do you want to say? You mean Chu Feng has something to do with Yan Waner?"

Reporter Zhao smiled: "what do you think?"

Mu Qingtian thought about it and quickly shook his head: "how is this possible? These two people can't hit each other with eight poles."

"Not necessarily. Maybe Chu Feng is Yan Waner's ex boyfriend... I mean, maybe... This possibility is not low."

"How can it be? You're talking nonsense. The world is so big that you don't have a chance to meet it."

Mu Qing shook his head vigorously.

Reporter Zhao laughed. He took a swig at the beer.

"Ha ha. Mr. mu, you are really a gentleman. You are invincible in the market. But you are inevitably naive in such things."

"I..."

"Listen to me!" Reporter Zhao raised his hand and interrupted Mu Qingtian, "have you heard recently that a female star has been on stage before she was burst out..."

Mu Qingtian still shook his head: "I don't watch that gossip news."

"Oh, it's a pity that I wrote it. Of course, the actress's surname is Zhang, not Yan Waner."

"I said. I think that kind of news is boring. What are you implying? You won't imply that Yan Waner used to..."

Mu Qingtian couldn't say anything later. Although he said that such a thing could happen, he really couldn't imagine it.

Reporter Zhao took out another photo from his pocket. His pocket is like a photo warehouse.

"Mr. mu, this photo is very precious. It took me a lot of means to get it."

Mu Qingtian grabbed the photo. The photo was a table. On the table stood seven or eight young girls in exposed clothes, with number plates hanging on their waists.

Even if Mu Qingtian is clean again, he has been to such a place. After all, some parties in the mall have to go to such places.

"The girl on the stage is called Jiali. Of course Mr. Mu understands. You've been there too."

Mu Qingtian did not deny: "I'm going to talk about things, and I haven't asked for special services in that place."

"Of course. Of course, Mr. Mu is still very self-conscious. Speaking of it, the men of the Mu family, except your father, are not very interested in this kind of romantic place. Well, the book is back to normal. This night is also in the city. It is a very large venue. The boss's surname is Chu Guoxiong. He has a nephew named Chu Feng. Chu Feng has lost his parents since childhood and grew up with Chu Guoxiong. So , he took Chu Guoxiong as his father. "

"Chu Guoxiong? Nightclub? The more you say, the more confused I am."

"Soon you will understand." Reporter Zhao took out his cigarette and lit it. He also asked Mu Qingtian, "does Mu always smoke?"

Mu Qingtian pointed to the no smoking sign on the wall.

"Smoking is not allowed here."

"Hehe. Then wait for them to tell me." Reporter Zhao still goes his own way.

He took two puffs and suddenly coughed. Even so, he didn't put down his cigarette.

He vomited a smoke ring and continued: "this Chu Xiong ate all black and white and made a wide range of friends. He was also a good friend. Although he was a good man, he was arrested and died in prison."

"Does this have anything to do with me?"

"Yes, you got him in. Did Mr. Mu forget him? Just to remind you, he has a friend named Gao DASONG. Gao DASONG presided over a talent show called" blue sky new voice ", in which your sister-in-law Yunji should cherish the hidden rules..."

Mu Qingtian patted the table and suddenly stood up.

"It's boss Chu!"