Chapter 595 (1/2)

Yemu zinc is the basement of a company's office building.

Zhan beiheng parked his car outside the building.

The staff of the company went out and led Zhan beiheng and Lin Jiangxia into the company.

The whole company building, empty and few people, looks particularly gloomy.

Lin Jiangxia thought, maybe this is another company under Ye Mu zinc that is on the verge of bankruptcy.

After all, ye Mu zinc, who relies on illegal income, doesn't care about the operation of its companies at all.

In other words, these bag companies are just props used by Ye Muzhen to launder money.

”Brother Zhan, don't we bring bodyguards?” Lin Jiangxia snuggled up to Zhan beiheng and asked softly with her head tilted.

”One of the conditions put forward by Ye Mu zinc is not to carry any security personnel.” Zhan beiheng outlined the corners of his mouth with a strong and conceited smile.

Lin Jiangxia's heart could not stop tightening.

”It's too dangerous.”

”Afraid?” Zhan beiheng squinted at her and asked softly.

Lin Jiangxia shook her head: ”I'm not afraid of anything for cocoa. I'm just worried, brother Zhan, you'll get hurt. ”

Zhan beiheng's eyes sank slightly and shook his head gently: ”don't worry about me.”

If so, how could she really not worry?

My heart is jumping out of my throat, okay!

They take the vertical ladder to the office on the eighth floor.

The double doors of the office were open, and several bodyguards stood behind ye Muzhen.

Ye Muzhen was smoking arrogantly with a cigar between his right fingers.

Right foot, step on a person.

When Lin Jiangxia saw the man he stepped on, she couldn't help shouting.

”Cheng Ye!”

Zhan beiheng held her and didn't allow her to rush up at this time.

”Mr. Zhan, you really have the courage to rush to me alone.” Ye Muzhen lit his cigar and said, ”sit, sit.”

The staff immediately opened a chair for Zhan beiheng and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhan beiheng's face was cold, so he sat down in the swivel chair and stared at ye Muzhen with a sullen look.

Ye Muzhen avoided the sharp edge in Zhan beiheng's eyes and spit out a smoke ring for a long time.

Lin Jiangxia's eyes never left Ye Chengye from beginning to end.

Ye Chengye doesn't look well. His nose is blue and his face is swollen, but he doesn't completely lose consciousness.

When Lin Jiangxia called him, he opened his eyes blankly, and the bottom of his eyes showed an indescribable look.

It was a miserable pleasure mixed with pain.

cheerful? In this case, how can that emotion spread from the bottom of his eyes!

”Ye Muzhen, what have you done to Cheng ye?” Lin Jiangxia gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.