Chapter 460： Questionable reporter

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"After all, New York is the world's largest city, and it should also have the world's tallest building!"

Konrad Koch's tone is quite disdainful, obviously he doesn't like this kind of pure gimmick, but he is right, once the plan is completed, they will do their best to public relations and build this tall building next to Pacific Park. , The significance and impact are not comparable to the construction of a few more buildings, and it might not be the second Central Park.

However, Yang Cheng’s suspicion is no less than that of Conrad Koch. New Yorkers are all scared by 911. Why build the tallest building? Hit a plane for the ‘infidel’?

No matter how much doubt, he can't deny that his heart is moved. There is no other way, just like a peerless beauty lying pitifully on your *. At this time, even if you think it is impossible to fall pie in the sky, there will be traps waiting for him. I'm afraid no one can help it?

Under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost!

Yang Cheng has this idea now, regardless of whether there is a pit in front of him, just skip ahead and talk about it, once there is diamond and gold in the pit? It's worth exploding blood.

Watching Conrad Koch leave, Yang Cheng stood alone in the slightly empty top lobby of the Barclays Center, folded his shoulders, and looked out the window thoughtfully.

. . .

At noon, in an ordinary Chinese restaurant in Brooklyn, Yang Cheng was carrying a bowl of rice, and he was eating Zhenghuan, a few Sichuan dishes that people are most familiar with. Using a colander, he scooped up a spoonful of red-boiled meat and drained the soup. , Pick out the tender tenderloin from a pile of chili and put it in a bowl, mix it with a spoon, and put it in the mouth.

The opposite Eiffel looked at the dishes in front of him and did not dare to start. There is no way. Foreigners have a natural fear of Chinese food before trying it in person. This pot of oily and spicy dish seems to Eiffel to be nothing like poison. the difference.

But seeing that Yang Cheng, a billion-dollar rich man, was eating so deliciously, he couldn't help it. The main reason was that he ran away all morning and didn't even eat breakfast. Now his appetite is vying. Many, die and die.

Draw a gourd in the same way, and learn the appearance of Yang Cheng, pick out a piece of meat from the basin, which is like white rice and swallowing wax. It was too slow, and overestimated the width of his throat, almost choked to death.

He squirmed his mouth quickly, just like that, chewing a little bit, his eyes brightened, wow, is Chinese food so delicious? The spicy feeling seemed to have opened a door to God for him. For Eiffel, who had lived for almost half his life, it was tantamount to recognizing the world.

Yang Cheng, who was still sullenly eating just now, put down the bowl and watched Eiffel's expression change interestingly. After he swallowed it, he joked, "How? I didn't lie to you? Chinese food is in this world. The most extensive, profound, and delicious cuisine. French and Japanese cuisines are all about noodles. Only Chinese food can satisfy the appetite!"

Eiffel repeatedly nodded in agreement, "From now on, I will only eat Chinese food boss."

Yang Cheng raised his head and laughed, "That's not enough. It's good to change the taste occasionally, but it's your first time. I didn't take you to the most authentic store. The tastes of this store have been improved and are biased towards foreigners. It’s not authentic. I will show you the authentic Chinese food that I have eaten with thumbs up."

Eiffel nodded happily, had no time to speak, his mouth was full of stuff, and there was no image of eating western food. If he didn't know how to use chopsticks, he would have liked to even pick up the chili to taste it.

After Eiffel finished eating, Yang Cheng personally poured a cup of tea for Eiffel. Seeing Eiffel respectfully, she waved her hand, "Okay, don't be so polite in private. Let's talk about business. How did the reporter investigate? Is there anything Doubts?"

Eiffel took a sip of the tea, feeling the warmth of his appetite, and most of the previous greasy feeling was gone. It was amazing, it was really cool and crooked. It may also be related to the qualitative changes in his recent life. Looking at his daughter’s happy smile every day When he went home and told him about his new friends at school, he was relieved and felt that the decision to follow Yang Cheng was not made in vain.

When facing Yang Cheng, he also became more and more respectful. After all, this is the person who brought him changes. He smashed his lips and started reporting, "Boss, what you expected is not bad. The reporter really has a problem. I found his At that time, he did not return to Fox Sports, but drove around Manhattan in circles, and also put down the photographer during the period.

It took more than 20 minutes to go to an ordinary three-story apartment alone, and it took about 20 minutes to come out, with a satisfied expression on his face. "

Yang Cheng frowned, "You didn't inquire further?"

Eiffel nodded heavily, "After following the boy back to the company, I returned to the apartment. This apartment has been around for a few years. The door hasn't even been pressed by cctv, and the wall has fallen off. I watched outside the door for a long time and there was no sound. , I took the risk of picking the lock when there was no one. There was indeed no one inside. What’s more surprising was that the furniture in that apartment was covered with white cloth. Judging from the dust on the white cloth, it should have been unoccupied for several months. Fortunately, there are carpets on the floor, so you can’t see the footprints, otherwise it’s troublesome."

Yang Cheng took a sip of tea and quickly analyzed what Eiffel had said in his mind, "So it seems that this apartment should be temporarily bought as a joint location?"

"I was so skeptical so afterwards, I pretended to be an employee of a natural gas company to conduct investigations and visited several neighbors nearby. They all said that the former owner of this apartment committed suicide because of bankruptcy due to gambling. Without family members, the neighbors didn't know who owned this apartment in the end, but just a few days ago, some people suddenly came to this apartment. The neighbors didn't think much about it. They just thought it was bought by someone and planned to move in. "

Yang Cheng's brain was hurting. He was only angry at the provocation of the hapless reporter and sent Eiffel to check. He thought it was nothing unexpected. At most, it was someone who was bewitched to find him. But now it's not bad. Everyone knows that it's not that simple. It's hard to say whether he is conspiracy, but he must have been targeted by someone. There is no doubt about this.

After thinking about it, he slammed a punch on the table, and viciously ordered Eiffel, "No matter what is hidden behind this, we can be sure that the young reporter must be a chess piece. Before the other party noticed that it was exposed, this Chess pieces are our only clue. We must be careful in the next investigation and we must not be discovered. This unfortunate reporter must have something we need."

After a pause, he snorted and said contemptuously, "He doesn't look like he has been rigorously trained, and the possibility of being bought is very high. Find a way to check whether his recent material life has suddenly improved? Or he Have you ever received a large sum of money, etc. In short, don't let any clues go, I want to know who is going to **** me!"