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Of course it was Xie Ci who did this.

Since I suspect that Jin Zeyu has something to do with the explosion in the chemical plant, and I can't leave and keep an eye on him, I'd better lock him up in a place where he can't move freely.

“ Then this place must be the Orange.

So, just as Jin Zeyu and his followers were preparing to pack up and set off to steal raw materials, a group of uniformed uncles rushed in and pinned them to the ground.

Jin Zeyu squatted in the detention room, called the deputy director, and then called Jin Jianguo.

As expected, he was scolded by his own father!

In the past two days, everything in the company has not been going as planned. The capital chain was suddenly broken for no apparent reason. The chain reaction caused by this made Jin Jianguo completely helpless.

Several suppliers came to his door to press for money, but he couldn’t even raise 100,000 yuan of available money.

Just when he was so worried, his son was caught in the orange!

As soon as Jin Jianguo saw Jin Zeyu, he rushed forward and kicked him!

Jin Zeyu was kicked until he was rolling around, and he heard all kinds of dirty words from his father. He was so shocked that the uniformed uncle beside him had a dull expression.

Jin Jianguo came with him, he is the director here.

He stopped Jin Jianguo and lowered his voice:

"Take it back quickly! Don't let Xiaoyu show off outside these two days, someone is going to target him!

"What happened tonight was ordered by someone from above. Do you understand what I mean?""

Jin Jianguo's expression changed, he looked around and lowered his voice: "Your superior?"

The director looked serious and nodded.

Jin Jianguo’s expression was distorted, he tilted his head and cursed, then turned back to greet the director and thanked him, and then took his son back home.

It was just nine o'clock in the evening, and the streets were busy with traffic. Bright street lights passed by one by one, illuminating Jin Zeyu's gloomy expression.

"Dad, I think this matter has something to do with that little bitch Jin Langque. You might as well ask your uncle to see if there is something wrong with the luck formation."

Jin Jianguo also had this suspicion and said calmly:

“I have to stabilize the company first. Let’s invite your uncle to my house for dinner tomorrow night.

You stay at home for these two days and don’t go anywhere!"

Jin Zeyu’s expression twitched for a moment, and he made a muffled hum without retorting.

Jin Jianguo’s driver drove Jin Zeyu back to the community where Jin’s family lived, and then drove the boss back to the company.

Jin Zeyu stood downstairs, watching the car taillights disappear from sight, and said coldly to the follower on the other end of the phone:

“Come and pick me up, let’s do it now!”

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