Magic City.
Donghua Group.
Wu Xinlan came to the president's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
After opening the door, Wu Xinlan saw Wu Hewang, his hair already graying, and immediately greeted him. "Uncle."
"Have a seat. Thanks for all your effort," Wu Hewang said warmly.
Wu Xinlan shook her head. "It was nothing. You could say I went on a trip. I just couldn't find out what Li Qingye was really like."
"..." At the mention of Li Qingye, Wu Hewang's expression grew complicated. He sighed. "Forget it. He must still resent what happened back then. It's only natural that he doesn't trust me. If Zhonghua hadn't ignored my advice, things wouldn't have come to this."
"Uncle, could what happened to Yang Tianci have something to do with Li Qingye?" Wu Xinlan asked hesitantly.
Wu Hewang shook his head. "I don't know either. The Xu family in Siam and what happened to Yang Tianci have become unsolved cases. If he really was behind it, we'll just have to watch what happens next to the Du Shuping and Yang Haibo families."
Wu Hewang might have seemed nonchalant, but in reality, he had recently ramped up his personal security to the highest level.
He had also sent Wu Xinlan to Dawei Port to sound out Li Qingye.
After all, the three biggest beneficiaries of Li Zhonghua's death were the Du Shuping, Yang Haibo, and Wu Hewang families.
By the principle that whoever benefited most was the likeliest suspect,
it was clear that all of them could become targets of Li Qingye's revenge.
"By the way, Uncle, some time ago Li Qingye asked a Hong Kong law firm to receive the shares in Xin Xin Group. How is that going?"
Wu Hewang shook his head. "What can we do? Of