C553 He Has a Fever!

Ann Qianxi had asked herself this question countless times. When she first saw Chi Shaojun, she thought it was because she fell in love at first sight. In the process of getting along with Chi Shaojun, she was liked by his talent and knowledge. She admired him like the stars in the sky.

She thought that she would be very magnanimous and could become a different woman in his life. Later on, when she found out that she was with another woman, the persistence in her mind collapsed abruptly. Crazy jealousy grew like wild grass in her heart.

When she saw that he was a little nicer to her, she wished that she could pour all her love into him like an unstoppable sea. The surging love was all directed at him.

No matter how much he wanted to lose his temper with him, once he saw that he was smiling, he lost all his temper. Seeing that he was sick was more anxious than anything else, and his heart ached at the same time.

At first, she thought that he was an existence that she could not hope for. It was like a dream. Now, she had walked step by step into his life. People said that when one was in love, one's heart would be moved first. The person who paid the price first would often lose the most miserably. In this game of love, what kind of ending would she have in this game?

Ann Qianxi did not know. She only knew that people would be in love for the rest of their lives. For a man, for one thing, for one thing, that would not be a waste of his life.

Moths to the flame were not necessarily a kind of virtue. When they approached the light, they were already dead.

They came to Fang Yuzhuo's big house again. It had only been three days, but the scene was very different from the last time they came. A large group of people gathered in the living room. Everyone's faces were bathed in the afternoon sunlight, but they were all like dry weeds, lifeless.

Chi Shaojun looked around. The people in the house were all men. He asked Chen Rong, "Where's Fang Jiajia? I have something to tell her."

One of the middle-aged men in the group wore a gold ring. He did not know Chi Shaojun's identity. He spoke without thinking and was as arrogant as ever. Chi Shaojun had heard from Lawyer Lin that men with gold rings had a lot of things to do and could not talk. He liked to act. " Why are you looking for Fang Jiajia? Who are you?" His mouth was full of thorns the moment he opened his mouth.

"I'm from the Detective Agency." Chi Shaojun showed his ID. "There's something I need to talk to Fang Jiajia about."

Seeing that it was a detective, the man with the gold ring immediately put away his arrogant face. He softened his tone and said to his assistant, "Go and see if Miss Fang has warmed up."

Fang Yuzhuo left behind a golden mountain, and all of her assets belonged to her other daughter - Fang Youyou. He didn't know if others knew about Fang Youyou's existence, and his words were in his throat. In the end, he didn't say anything. Out of professional habit, he was strict in his work, and he didn't dare to act recklessly in anything.

Moreover, as an outsider, He was instinctively wary of these leaderless men, who knew whether they were loyal and worthy of entrustment, or a group of white bones in sheep's clothing and abacus.

Therefore, Chi Shaojun tried his best to remain calm and said, "When Fang Yuzhuo was in the hospital when she woke up, she had a few words to tell Fang Jiajia. She wanted to tell her herself."

The assistant went to the study room next door. The middle-aged leader of the company thought of something. He turned to Chen Rong and asked, "Where is the beauty, Lawyer Lin?"

"Lawyer Lin is not well. He is sick." Chen Rong was very respectful.

"Yes," the middle-aged man said. He nodded and walked to the study room. The middle-aged man looked back at Chi Shaojun and said, "Mr. Fang just passed away. There is only one daughter in the family. Don't say anything to provoke Jia Jia. She is very emotional now."

"Don't worry. I won't."

The design of the study room was antique. The background wall of the solid wood table was carved out of solid wood. It was a painting of an ancient famous artist. It was vague and elegant. There was a hint of solemnity in it.

The solid wood tea table was fragrant. Green smoke curled up. The room was surrounded by the dim light of the setting sun. The curtains were half open and half closed. Through the clearly hidden light, it added a bit of hazy color to the room.

She saw Fang Jiajia in the window. She was still wearing delicate makeup. She looked exactly the same as what she saw on the stage that day. She looked down at the document in her hand and signed it. However, when she heard someone calling her, she turned around.

Chi Shaojun could clearly see her bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that she had cried a few hours ago or even longer ago.

"Miss Fang, someone is looking for you." Assistant Chen Rong said.

Fang Jiajia did not answer immediately. She turned around and looked at Chi Shaojun at the door of the room.

Chi Shaojun continued, "I am a detective from the Sea City's Blue Clothes Branch. My name is Chi Shaojun. The last time I was investigating a case, your mother died. There was a will signed by her. I want to read it in front of you now!"

Lawyer Lin received the news that there were legal issues with the remaining will. Chi Shaojun waited until Lawyer Lin had dealt with most of the problems in the court before handing it over to her.

The Rainbow Garment Factory, which was also the growing OR company, was now in chaos. They had no leader, and all the assets of the will were divided into other people. Now, even the experienced Fang Jiajia could not control the current situation at all.

Although the main company was controlled by Fang Jiajia, However, the position was just a general manager, and the power of life and death was in the hands of all the successors of the property. The mysterious woman had never shown herself.

Now that the country was easy to fall, and all the important members of the major subsidiary companies and branch factories were fighting over the big cake of the main company, who would have the time to care about the murder of a branch factory?

Chen Rong had been so busy these few days that his face had turned yellow. He could not eat or sleep well. He had always been a good-tempered person. He looked extremely impatient when talking to anyone. He was just a moving gunpowder barrel.

As Chi Shaojun was a special detective, he had a good attitude when talking to him. "Detective Chi, the company is in a mess now. We are really busy. Please forgive us if there is anything wrong with our hospitality. Also, it is quite late today. I have arranged for Nanshan Hotel for you. Why don't you go back and rest? If you need anything, we can contact you on WeChat."

Chi Shaojun returned to Nanshan Hotel. He washed up briefly and laid down. In the afternoon, he had finished handing over the will to Su Manling. He secretly thought that after tonight, it would probably have nothing to do with the property dispute of the Fang family. As for the property dispute between Fang Jiajia and Fang Youyou, what kind of story would it involve?

His thoughts were in a mess. He felt that it was morning and there was no dream.

Chi Shaojun turned on his phone and thought about the flight ticket he had booked. He was responsible for helping Fang Yuzhuo solve the murder case in the factory, and it was also his job. He didn't like to take on the job and take advantage of others. He booked his own flight ticket on WeChat. As soon as he opened the page, a phone call came.