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Chapter 11 The Car Accident

Chapter 11 The whole story of the car accident

Six fifty.

Wang Luoqi went back to the bedroom and put on a smart black women's suit. He came to Wen Yan and handed him a mobile phone:

"This is the mobile phone that my sister replaced before. I put a new mobile phone card for you in it. If you have anything, you can call me. My number is in the address book."

Wen Yan took the phone and looked at it. It was the latest model from last year. It looked like it was still 90% new. Does this mean it was eliminated?

Sure enough, being rich means being willful.

After a day of getting along with him, especially after eating the breakfast bought by Wen Yan, Wang Luoqi's attitude towards him became softer.

She knelt down and rubbed Wen Yan's little head, and asked, "Do you need me to teach you how to use it?"

Wen Yan quickly shook his head: "No, I've played with Sister Aqi's phone before."

"Okay, if you need anything, call me. If you can't contact me, call your sister Yiyi. I'll also save her phone number in your address book."

After saying that, Wang Luoqi went out to work.

Seeing her leave, Wen Yan muttered in a low voice: "This woman is really a workaholic. She is obviously a 996 pharmaceutical company, but the president goes to work before seven o'clock. What will the workers below do?"

But when Wang Luoqi left, he was free. He ran back to the room with his short legs and started to work on his own affairs.

After turning on the computer and logging into the tribe, Wen Yan saw 99+ private messages.

He randomly opened a message titled "Your wife betrayed me":

"@WildAutumnSaury, are you mm or gg? To be able to leave such a heart-wrenching message, you must have been hurt by your first love. Is it convenient for you to say it? We are all strangers anyway, so I can be your loyal listener.

.”

What a terrible online name. Wen Yan felt a bit toothache from looking at it. He scrolled the keyboard with his small hands: "Thank you for the invitation. I am Xiao Zhengtai."

Then I opened another message titled "I hate being beaten":

"@WildAutumnSaury, your sentence "She loves me the most, but she is the only one who knows the least about praise" really broke my defense. I am sitting in the car now, and I am so heartbroken that I can hardly breathe."

"My first love and I went from high school to university. We obviously loved each other. We could have changed from school uniforms to wedding dresses, but after working, she chose to leave."

Wen Yan thought for two seconds and replied: "I'll give you a word, you shouldn't be in the car, you should be under the car."

For other messages, Wen Yan also "comforted" them one by one.

Of course, he chose to ignore the messages from fans of "Hua Xiaohan". The world of fans was too deep, and his small body was a little unable to handle them.

Just like the idiot fans who were "big bowls of prison food" in the previous life, they could even shout slogans of "jail robbers". This is terrifying to think about.

It would be wise to run away after a wave of anger. If he is too involved, those guys who shout "Brother is awesome" may come to attack his account, which he cannot resist.

His tribe account will still be of great use in the future, but it cannot be lost in the hands of a group of idiot fans. That would be a huge loss.

About half an hour later, someone probably saw his "comforting" Wen Yan and found that the sadness level had reached 100 points.

He did not hesitate and directly chose to unlock the work library, and then he felt a light flash in his mind, and a piece of information suddenly appeared in his memory.

Of course, this information cannot be said to have appeared out of thin air, but his childhood memory suddenly became clear because he had seen this work before.

This is a very funny comic - "Ashai on line"

When Wen Yan saw this comic, he was reminded of that bad boy who was not tall, liked to play CS, loved to eat fried stinky tofu, loved to fart, and was often abused by the big-faced girl at the same table.

There are a total of more than 30 copies of this funny comic, created by cartoonist Mao Xiaole. The sales of genuine copies of 10 yuan each have exceeded 50 million copies.

As for regular pirated copies priced at RMB 5 a book, or even reduced-print pirated copies priced at RMB 1 or 50 cents a book, it is impossible to count the number. Anyway, judging from the domestic market situation, pirated copies must have more readers than genuine copies.

When Wen Yan was a child, his family was poor, so all he read were miniature and pirated copies, the kind where a book was torn into n pages and then passed around in the class.

Wen Yan's face was flushed with excitement, as if he had been through strenuous exercise, and his back was sweating a little. This anime couldn't have come at a better time.

His painting skills have reached the intermediate level, and he is definitely more than enough to be a pure painter. Coupled with the complete storyline, wouldn't this comic be released?



Qilixiang Group.

CEO's office.

Li Yiyi is reporting to Wang Luoqi: "President, the data from the third phase clinical trial of new trauma drugs have been summarized and analyzed. Do you want to see when the meeting will be held?"

When Wang Luoqi was working, there was no hint of girlish youthfulness in her body, but only competence and strength.

She took the data and checked it again. After confirming that it was correct, she said:

"At 10:30 p.m., a mid-level and high-level meeting will be held in conference room No. 2. Please make advance notice."

"Okay." Li Yiyi lowered her head to record.

As if remembering something, Wang Luoqi ordered again: "By the way, please help me find an aunt recently."

"Auntie please?" Li Yiyi's eyes were a little confused.

Wang Luoqi is very capable at work and rarely discusses personal matters with her. This is obviously different from those CEOs who let their secretaries do everything.

However, since Wang Luoqi gave the order, she still asked dutifully: "President, do you have any specific requirements?"

"Someone who is older, has a clean family background, can take care of others, and cooks delicious food." Wang Luoqi made a series of requests.

Li Yiyi quickly wrote it down in a small notebook.

Wang Luoqi took out another document bag from his desk drawer:

"Here are the adoption procedures from the orphanage, as well as my family's household register and my mother's ID card. You can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the expedited procedures so that I can return the things."

"Ah!" Li Yiyi was a little worried: "President, where is Dean Wu?"

"Don't worry about so much, just do your job well." Wang Luoqi lowered his head and corrected the document.

Li Yiyi was a little helpless. The president adopted a little guy, and her workload increased accordingly.

She took the document bag and continued her reporting work:

"President, when the police were investigating the female driver who was involved in the hit-and-run accident, they found an unknown remittance in her account."

"Unknown remittance?" Wang Luoqi paused while correcting the document.

She tapped the table with her pen and asked, "How much is the amount? What's the specific date of remittance?"

"The remittance date was just one week before your car accident, and the remittance amount was five hundred thousand."

A cold light flashed in Wang Luoqi's eyes: "Have you found the remitter?"

"It's an overseas remittance. The police haven't found the remitter yet." Li Yiyi hesitated.

Wang Luoqi nodded and did not blame him. It was normal that he could not find the remitter. Since the other party dared to do something illegal, he must have found a way out.

She leaned back, leaned on the back of the seat, and asked, "What did the group legal department say?"

Li Yiyi immediately replied: "Lawyer Luo from the Ministry of Justice said that because there were unknown remittances in her account, combined with her choice of hit-and-run after the car accident, you can sue her for intentional murder."

Wang Luoqi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Remit money directly to your own account. Is this woman so stupid?"
Chapter completed!
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