After hearing Meng Yan’s words, Gu Yanjing’s already cold expression suddenly turned grim and severe.
In an instant, Su Qi felt as if the entire office was covered in a layer of ice.
Meng Yan also found it difficult to handle his sudden hostility, silently took a breath and continued, "This truck driver has a criminal record, spent six years in prison, and just got released last year. He has a sixteen-year-old daughter who wants to study abroad, and their family is very short of money."
Gu Yanjing looked at the information he had compiled on the computer while listening to him speak.
Meng Yan glanced at him and continued, "Not long ago, this truck driver deposited five hundred thousand in cash into his bank account."
"Dong Qian gave it?" Su Qi asked.
"Couldn’t find out," Meng Yan said. "Dong Qian, and some of his subordinates were checked. There’s no information on this money."
"On my second uncle’s side," Gu Yanjing said.
"Second Master and Second Madam were checked, but there’s nothing either," Meng Yan said. "They are very careful with their actions. All contact has been Dong Qian’s assistant directly reaching out to the truck driver, with no record of phone communication. Since the Madam and Dong Qian had a conflict, our people have been monitoring Dong Qian, but only discovered this now."
Gu Yanjing was silent for a while and asked, "What do they want to do?"
"From their conversations, initially, they wanted the truck driver to drink and drive and hit the Madam causing her disability..."
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Meng Yan was overwhelmed by his aura and found it difficult to breathe. He swallowed his throat and continued, "But later, they wanted the truck driver to directly take the Madam’s life. It seemed that after Shang Chen and the Madam met Dong Qian again after the New Year, they wanted the Madam dead."
Su Qi glanced at Gu Yanjing’s grim expression and breathed even lighter.
He should have left a bit sooner.
Mr. Gu getting angry was truly terrifying.
"The truck driver agreed to cause disability but refused to take a life," Meng Yan said. "So Dong Qian’s assistant and the truck driver had a lot of frequent communication, discussing this matter."
Meng Yan took a deep breath and speeded up his explanation, "The matter wasn’t concluded, also because they couldn’t confirm the Madam’s route, they hadn’t scheduled an action time."
Qiao Yuxian was very vigilant, whenever someone followed her, she would sense it.
After the New Year, when she went out, she was either accompanied by Shang Chen or secretly protected.
Her route wasn’t fixed, and the places she went to varied daily.
They couldn’t determine her route.
Gu Yanjing half-lowered his eyelashes, his expression hard and chilling, with an imposing aura that was frightening. It felt as though in a confined space, something around was slowly pressing in.
He thought of Qiao Yuxian starting her internship today.
From today, she would have a fixed route.
From her internship company to Fenglin Villa.
If not discovered in advance, Qiao Yuxian might be...
Gu Yanjing’s heart trembled, and after a while, he said, "Bring Dong Qian’s assistant and the truck driver to Jingyu Garden."
Meng Yan’s lips trembled for a moment without uttering a sound.
Su Qi’s tongue also stumbled, after a pause he added, "Mr. Gu, on Second Master’s side..."
They were all trusted aides of Gu Yanjing.
They knew almost everything about Gu Yanjing’s affairs.
They naturally also understood that Gu Linhai wasn’t sincerely treating Gu Yanjing well.
They knew that Gu Yanjing considered the old master and didn’t want to fall out with Gu Linhai.
The old master was already over eighty, with a bad heart.
One Gu Zhengyu was enough, Gu Yanjing didn’t want to provoke him further, nor dared to.
Gu Yanjing said, "Catch them first."
"Yes," Su Qi and Meng Yan responded together.
After the two left, Gu Yanjing sat in his seat for quite a while, somewhat out of sorts.
He didn’t show it, but he was afraid inside.
He feared something might happen to Qiao Yuxian.
Even if it was alerted in advance, even if that "alert" was arranged ahead by him.
He would still be afraid.
His clenched hand relaxed, his slender fingers uncontrollably trembling a bit.
He turned his head towards the things Qiao Yuxian left on his desk, reached out to touch the words she had written.
At this moment, his phone rang twice, signaling incoming messages.
Gu Yanjing’s eyelashes lightly quivered, picked up his phone to check.
It was a message from Qiao Yuxian.
He clicked to play it, with three little pandas sitting in a row on a table.
The video was very short. As he watched it, she also sent a message.
Upon exiting the video, he checked her message.
[Everyone’s in position.]
[I brought the little panda from your bedside, hoping Mr. Gu’s presence will prevent me from being scolded.]
Gu Yanjing looked at her message, his unsettled heart gradually calming, his cold expression slowly easing.
He replied: [Who’s scolding?]
Qiao Yuxian quickly responded: [Mr. Gu slacking off at work, didn’t believe he’d get caught by me.] Followed by a sticker with crossed legs, extremely arrogant.
After sending the sticker, she sent another message: [Our director. Heard no one in this department escapes the fate of being scolded.]
Then she sent yet another message: [Mr. Gu, what if your darling wife gets scolded? What if your little sweetheart gets scolded! What if she cries from being scolded?]
Gu Yanjing watched her firing one message after another.
Upon seeing the last one, his gaze lingered a moment on the word "wife."
His eyes couldn’t help but deepen.
He watched for a while, the corners of his eyes caught a hint of a smile, he replied with four words: [Buy them out.]
Translation department.
Qiao Yuxian had just sipped water, almost choking upon seeing those four words.
She grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth, thought: Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu, it’s the first time I’ve heard someone wants to buy out their own company.
Qiao Yuxian chuckled, began teasing him, dug a pit for him, and replied: [Buy it for me?]
Qiao Yuxian smiled again, closed her phone, was just about to look at something on her computer.
The team leader An Zhiyi, just now, brought a stack of documents and placed them on her desk saying, "All of these, make two copies each."
The voice wrapped in an unfriendly command.
Zhao Meng turned to look over.
Qiao Yuxian looked at that stack of documents, stood up and said, "Okay."
"After copying these, come find me, there’s more." An Zhiyi’s voice was cold, with a touch of impatience.
"Alright," Qiao Yuxian replied.
An Zhiyi pointed to the software on the computer, "This is the company’s internal software, register, and there are some things to print, I’ll send them to you."
"Okay," Qiao Yuxian said.
After An Zhiyi finished speaking, he left.
Qiao Yuxian watched him leave, looked at the documents on the desk, first sat down to register an account for the company’s software.
After registering, she could see the contact information for her entire team.
Soon, An Zhiyi sent over a compressed file.
Qiao Yuxian unzipped the file, hadn’t even opened it yet. Seeing the file size, she was shocked.
She paused, asked An Zhiyi: [Team leader, print all?]
An Zhiyi: [Yes, all in two copies.]
Qiao Yuxian looked at his message, her right eyelid twitched.
Thought: With so many, today’s printer might just overheat.
It felt like overtime was beckoning her.
What is all this, is each department in this company saving a year’s worth of files just to let the intern print it all!