My boss betrayed me

Chapter 162 I have the responsibility to point out

"I have the responsibility to point out that there is a mistake in your plan." Xia Muchu frowned slightly, his serious expression like a cold sculpture. He folded his hands in front of his chest, looked at Renault firmly, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Baiyun is a person who must not be used. He can even betray me, so what else can't he betray?

Letting this person into the group will definitely cause endless troubles. We must get rid of him and keep a distance from him. We can't let a bad apple spoil the whole pot of soup!" At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze in an instant, with only the slight hum of the air conditioner echoing in the air.

Xia Muchu thought to himself: These people always want to control everything, we can't let them succeed. Then he said: "Fang Baiyun must pay the price for his betrayal."

"I'm sorry, I don't have the right to make any changes to the original plan." Renault said earnestly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He spread his hands slightly and shrugged, "But I can convey your opinion. This will take some time, and I believe your opinion will definitely be taken seriously.

We can't become a big fat man in one bite, we have to take it step by step." The light in the room shone on Renault, casting a long shadow, as if suggesting that the complexity of this matter was beyond imagination.

"Whoever leaves this person behind will be responsible for the consequences in the future." Xia Muchu's tone was firm and unquestionable. He waved his hand vigorously, "In addition, Fang Baiyun must pay the corresponding price for his betrayal.

According to the agreement, he will be paid 3 million Dragon Teng coins. I decided to return his 500,000 Dragon Teng coins and only pay him 1 million Dragon Teng coins. Even so, I am doing him justice. Please tell him my decision and let him come to me if he has any questions.

We can't indulge his bad habits." Xia Muchu's eyes revealed a determined light, as if the sunlight outside the window was frightened by his momentum.

"If it's inconvenient for Miss Xia to convey the message, I can send someone to inform him." Renault said, "Do you have any other requests?"

"Yes." Xia Muchu said without hesitation, "I need a pen and a piece of paper."

The secretary immediately handed over a pen and paper. Xia Muchu lowered his head slightly and wrote down attentively: Luo Song. Male, 5 years old, living at No. , rue de la Darraca, th arrondissement of Paris. At this time, the room was so quiet that only the rustling sound of Xia Muchu's pen tip on the paper could be heard, as if telling a mysterious secret.

Xia Muchu thought in his heart: I don't know what consequences this move will bring. After writing, he handed the note to the translator, who read it to Renault.

Afterwards, Xia Muchu's expression was serious, with a hint of warning in his eyes, and he said: "I got this address from Nangong Yue's notebook, and she doesn't know it. Whether this matter succeeds or not, Nangong Yue must not know about it. This is very important to me.

We can't let her know about these messed up things, otherwise it will be a big trouble." The air in the room seemed to become tense because of this sentence.

Renault nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked: "Why do you want to kill this man?"

Xia Muchu clenched his fists, raised his chin slightly, and answered: "First, Nangong Yue hated him because he caused her friend to jump off a building and commit suicide in Manchester. Second, in order to make people abide by the discipline, they should first understand the seriousness of the group's discipline.

Third, this killing order will prove that I have committed murder, and the evidence will be kept by you. If my previous crimes are not enough to lose my head, then this will be enough. I think this is the best way for me to show my sincerity to you.

We are in this desperate battle, with no way out." At this moment, the city outside the window was still noisy, but the room was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere.

"This kind of thing costs money," Renault reminded, tapping the table with his fingers.

"The problem is, this guy is worth nothing." Xia Muchu said, "I won't pay a penny for this guy, because a penny is also a price. We can't waste money on this guy." The light in the room shone on Xia Muchu's face, making his expression look even colder.

Xia Muchu curled his lips in disdain.

"Okay." Renault personally put away the note and carefully put it into his jacket pocket. "I will convey this request and then give you a reply in an appropriate way. We must also follow the rules and not mess around."

"Then we have reached an agreement." Xia Muchu said, turning around and preparing to leave. "If there is nothing else, I should go back. We can't waste time here."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to ease a little, but it was still filled with unknown tension.

"There is one last thing," Renault said. "It's very simple, but you have to do it. We don't want to wait until you become chairman to inform you. That would be impolite. We have to do it beautifully."

"Please speak." Xia Muchu stopped and looked back at Renault.

Renault tapped the table with his fingers and said, “According to convention, the construction and decoration projects of the Hanzhou Grapple Hotel should be carried out through public bidding, but we need two designated companies to get these projects.

After you take up the post of chairman in Hanzhou, you will be responsible for ensuring that these two companies win the bids openly and fairly, without leaving any traces of human intervention. We must be careful with this operation and not let anyone discover it."

The sunlight outside the window shines through the window onto the ground, forming spots of light, as if hinting at the complexity of the matter.

Two words immediately flashed through Xia Muchu's mind: money laundering.

Xia Muchu said: "Please rest assured, I will take responsibility for this matter. I am not a pushover, I can still handle this matter."

"Very good." Renault said, "Our meeting was very successful. We have reached a cooperation agreement."

Xia Muchu was leaving. The secretary and the translator each carried a large suitcase to see the guest off. Renault took out a list of items written by Fang Baiyun and handed it to Xia Muchu. When shaking hands and saying goodbye, he said, "I noticed that you didn't ask who we are or what our background is.

I appreciate your silence. We are all in the open, so don't ask around." At this time, the door of the room slowly opened, and the corridor outside seemed particularly quiet. Renault smiled and stretched out his hand.

Xia Muchu held Renault's hand, exerted a little force, and said, "Theoretically, we are all in the open. Let's rely on our own abilities."

"Hey, that's not the case! Let's take the second child to live in the county town."

Mr. Fang spoke slowly, the deep fatigue on his face like an indelible mark left after going through countless arduous "battles of life".

He sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Then he said, "Your aunt has always been in poor health, so her family didn't dare to let her go to the oil field, fearing that she couldn't bear it. But unexpectedly, she still fell seriously ill.

During this period, there were people coming to the house all the time, all of them were Yi Chen’s friends, and there were also reporters from the newspaper.

I was afraid that she would get hurt again, so I quickly asked the second brother to take her away.

Oh my, this is really frustrating, just like encountering a super boss in a game, making you feel overwhelmed. "