"I was downstairs just now and saw a lot of reporters. If it gets on the news, the impact will not be good."

Su Zhirou said worriedly.

No matter what the truth is about an incident like this, once it is reported, everyone will naturally sympathize with the vulnerable party.

"Don't worry, I've already let Gan Tiantian handle it."

Jiang Hua comforted his wife.

Although he felt resentful, he did not take this matter as a big deal. After all, no matter from which aspect, he had a clear conscience towards Yang Garsen.

After the body was taken away, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed.

"Lao Xue, please ask the aunt from the company's cleaning team to clean the downstairs and rinse it several times."

After Jiang Hua sent his wife home and returned to the company, he said to Xue Shan who was driving.

He doesn't believe in ghosts or gods, nor does he believe in Feng Shui, but whenever he thinks of someone dying in front of the company, he can't help but feel bad luck.

"Would you like to invite a Taoist priest to come over and perform a ritual ceremony?"

Xue Shan scratched his head and asked angrily.

He comes from the countryside, and country people are more superstitious and believe in these things.

"Be that as you are, if you have the ability, ask him to come to me. I'll beat him until he can't even become a ghost."

Jiang Hua said angrily.

He was really angry, and he was ready to spend money to ward off the disaster, but that bastard Yang Garsen deliberately made him sick. This man was really bad. When he was alive, he secretly engaged in conspiracy, and when he was dead, he still wanted to do it.

Don't let him stop.

While they were chatting, Xue Shan, who was driving, suddenly stepped on the brake and said with a wry smile: "Boss, trouble is coming."

"What trouble?"

Jiang Hua was worried and asked in a bad tone.

"Those people wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning in front of our company must be Yang Jiassen's family members. They are here to cause trouble."

Xue Shan pointed with his finger and said.

The parking spot where he is currently parked is about fifty meters away from the company, and he can clearly see what is happening there.

"So fast?"

Jiang Hua was very surprised.

Not long after Yang Garsen's body was dragged away, family members came to the door to make a fuss. This was too fast.

"Boss, I advise you not to show up. There is something wrong with this matter. Yang Gassen is not from the provincial capital, and his family members came too quickly. There is something fishy about this matter."

Xue Shan started the car and turned around, intending not to enter the company through the main entrance.

"It's a little weird, but having said that, it's not that I look down on Yang Gassen. If he can use his life to make things worse for me, he thinks it's too high for him."

Jiang Hua also couldn't figure out why Yang Gasen's family members came so quickly.

Xue Shan drove the car to the back door of the company. This is an emergency fire exit. It is usually locked and no one enters or exits from here.

After he walked into the company, he ignored the crying in front of him and took the special elevator directly to his office.

"Where's Secretary Gan? Ask her to come over."

He picked up the intercom phone on the table and said to the secretariat.

"Secretary Gan is handling things downstairs. Director Jiang, please wait a moment. I'll call her right now."

The new intern from the secretariat said nervously.

"Forget it if she's not here. What's your name? Come to my office."

Jiang Hua tapped the table with his fingers and said after thinking for a while.

"My name is He Yutong. I'm the new intern. I'll be right over."

He Yutong stammered and said on the phone.

She had been in the company for more than a month and had never reported anything to Jiang Hua alone. When she was suddenly summoned by the big boss, it would be an absolute lie to say she wasn't nervous.

Not long after, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"The door is unlocked!"

Jiang Hua stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to the office door, and said calmly.

From his position, he could just see a few people making trouble downstairs. Although the security guards tried their best to stop them, these people wearing mourning clothes still wanted to rush into the office building.

"Director Jiang, is there anything you need to do?"

He Yutong stood at the door and asked respectfully.

"Your accent sounds like a local?"

Jiang Hua took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.

"Yes, I am a fresh graduate from the Provincial University's secretarial major."

He Yutong answered nervously.

"Where is home?"

Jiang Hua took a puff of cigarette and asked in a chatting tone.

"I'm from Guangming District. My parents used to be employees of the provincial cotton spinning factory."

He Yutong didn't know why Jiang Hua asked this.

"I have a task for you. You put on your casual clothes, go downstairs and pretend to be a passing good Samaritan. Find out the background of those guys and find out where they came from."

Jiang Hua turned around, looked at He Yutong and said.

The little girl is quite pretty, with a little baby fat on her face, and soft eyebrows. She looks particularly approachable, and she should have no problem pretending to be a passerby.

"ah?"

He Yutong was a little dumbfounded. She didn't expect that her boss would give her such a task.

"Ah, what? I see that the old man and woman downstairs are not young anymore. You buy a bottle of water, pretend to be passing by, and then pay attention. Is it difficult to trick them by delivering water?"

Jiang Hua walked to the desk, flicked the ashes of his cigarette and asked.

"No, it's not difficult."

He Yutong shook his head like a rattle.

The matter Jiang Hua explained was indeed not difficult. She was just worried that she was too stupid to get out any useful information.

"Yang Garsen is from Xiangjiang. Even if he has relatives, they are still in Xiangjiang. There is no way he could come here so quickly. Therefore, those people downstairs wearing sackcloth and mourning are very strange. You should go and explore first and ask for directions. Do you understand?

"

Jiang Hua doesn't mind speaking more clearly.

In fact, Xue Shan can handle this matter, but old Xue is tall and thick, and his whole body is full of muscles. He doesn't look like a kind person. To put it bluntly, this kind of thing has to be handled by a delicate little girl.

, the success rate is higher.

"I understand, I'll do it right now."

He Yutong was wearing professional attire for work. She had to change out of her clothes first.

"Exit through the back fire escape."

He warned.

After He Yutong left, Jiang Hua stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and smoked. After a while, he saw He Yutong, wearing pink sportswear and a high ponytail, passing by the company door pretending to be running.

Then, she seemed to be attracted by the few people wearing sackcloth and mourning. The little girl held mineral water in her hand and walked over curiously.

Jiang Hua was condescending and looked at He Yutong supporting the old lady who was out of breath from crying. She asked something kindly with a smile. After chatting for a few words, she helped the old lady sit down and held the unopened mineral water in her hand.

, handed it to the old lady who was sweating profusely.

"The little girl is good and has a bright future."

The corners of Jiang Hua's mouth turned up.

If you want to make a rhyme, the choice of target is very important. There are several people downstairs wearing sackcloth and mourning, both young and old. The old lady He Yutong chose is a good breakthrough point.
Chapter completed!