Chapter 188 (1/2)
When Xi Xuewei got up in the morning and was still making up in front of the dresser, her servant took her mobile phone and ran in without even knocking on the door.
”Little Miss...”
Xi Xuewei glanced at each other from the mirror: ”how can this virtue be?”
”Miss, look at the news. Qiao Yi is dead.”
Xi Xuewei was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrong: ”what?”
”According to the news, Qiao Yi is dead.” The servant timidly handed over the mobile phone: ”you see.”
Xi Xuewei takes it and looks down. In the huge photo, a man is lying on the street, covered with blood, but can still clearly distinguish Qiao Yi.
News headlines are also very eye-catching: Qiao Yi, the president of Qiao's company, was assassinated by his enemies and killed in the street.
Xi Xuewei's hand trembled almost did not hold the mobile phone: ”this is, this is how to return a responsibility?”
”I don't know. I brush the news in the morning. It's all over the place.”
Xi Xuewei stands up, grabs the mobile phone on the desk, shakes her hands and dials it to Qiao Yi.
The person who answers the phone is Ding Fugui. He just hung up the phone of the boss of the media and spat.
”Hello.” He hasn't changed his mood yet.
Xi Xuewei came out from the microphone with a crying voice: ”Qiao Yi, is that you?”
”Well, it's me, Ding Fuxi.”
”How can you be assistant Ding, Qiao Yi, and others?” Xi Xuewei can't help crying.
”Well.” Ding Fugui turns to look at Qiao Yi who is leaning on the bed drinking chicken soup.
Since he got an ashtray in his head last night, he suddenly lost his fever and his lung inflammation was getting better.
Ding Fugui secretly behind the Tucao Joe Yi was opened up make complaints about the two pulse.
”Mr. Joe.” He didn't dare to make a sound, just mouth shape, Qiao Yi raised his eyelids to look at him, shook his head, and continued to drink his ginseng chicken soup.
Ding Fugui had no choice but to continue humming. Ha ha: ”Mr. Qiao, I'm not here anymore.”
This word, he deliberately said very light, in the future when the anti mouth or round back.
”What's gone? Ding Fuxi, you have made it clear! ” Xi Xuewei's sobbing voice is heard by Qiao Yi on one side.
”What happened to Qiao Yi? How could he die? Who did it? Who did it? ”