Plan project... Plan budget... Development prospect... Benefit distribution between both sides... Wow, what the hell are these!

Zhao Gulin took a breath and turned the document back in a hurry. After discovering that there are also a lot of things that I can't understand, my first reaction is that I was cheated. Mr. Qin cheated himself.

But this conjecture was soon overturned by Zhao Fulin. In fact, she has cooperated with this detective agency for many times, but she used all kinds of different identities in the past. Generally speaking, the reputation is very good, there is no reason to make such a big mistake.

Of course, another important reason is that Zhao's balance has not been paid. That's a lot of money. No matter how to say, the people of the detective agency shouldn't fool themselves with such things.

If this possibility is ruled out, there is only another possibility left.

Zhao Fulin frowned. Was she accidentally replaced when she came back?

Changed?! What flashed through Zhao Fulin's mind.

The thief in black who flew out with his kick, the briefcase smashed to the ground, the documents blown to the ground by the wind, and the one that came out of the briefcase and slid to the side was very similar to the one in his hand.

Looking back on the scene carefully, Zhao Fulin's whole face was about to drip water.

Damn, at that time, she almost instinctively picked up a file bag nearest to her, and the sudden appearance of Mu Tingfeng brought her a certain impact.

Let her forget to take a good look at their own is not wrong, grab this file bag and run, now want to

If Zhao Fulin turns the bag back, it's not surprising that the small Bauhinia pattern at the corner of the bag has disappeared. She really... Got it wrong.

“oh,****!” Zhao Fulin angrily low curse a, a foot kick in the bedside table on the side, issued the boss of a dull sound.

The light in the villa is bright, just like the cold silence in the past, without any popularity. No, compared with the usual lifelessness, today's Mu family is still filled with a strange smell.

It's the first time that the old housekeeper has been in this house for so many years.

The cause of the incident happened at noon that day. They didn't know much about it. The young master went home for lunch for the first time.

Not only that, after lunch, the young master also took a few newspapers of the day and began to look on the sofa in the living room of his home. Moreover, he directly saw that it was more than 5 p.m., and he didn't go to work all afternoon! This has never happened before.

After that, of course, after dinner, the young master's mood began to decline. With the passage of time, the temperature in the hall became lower and lower.

The most important thing is, young master, what's wrong with your little action of taking a look at the phone these few minutes? Is it hard to be young master? He is actually waiting for someone's call, from noon to night?!

As if anxious to confirm the old housekeeper's conjecture, the telephone in the hall suddenly rang loudly at this time.

The old housekeeper was so excited that he stepped up and walked towards the phone. But when he was about to get to the phone, he heard a steady voice: "I'll be fine."

Huh? The old housekeeper was stunned. How did he feel that he had just heard a trace of obvious joy from the tone of the young master?

Without waiting for the old housekeeper to further study, the microphone has been picked up by someone first. At the same time, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mu Tingfeng, you debt collector, give me back my things!"