Chapter 442: I ca n’t kill you with money, my boss is poor

Song Qingyan is a very demanding person. As for other things, he doesn't look so important!
Yan Qingsi wondered, "Old Qin?"
"Qin Jingzhi."
Yan Qingsi was surprised: "Qin Yingdi, you two ... are friends?"
Song Qingyan smiled: "A long-time old friend."
The assistants ran up and sent water and a small fan.
After a break, it is time for Yan Qingsi to change into a cheongsam, with elegant and light colors, and painted two plum blossoms on the crescent-white base with ink.
The Chinese cheongsam can best show a woman's charm. Yan Qingsi is exquisite in shape, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes are indifferent, just like the plum blossom on her body.
Rao is the one who hates Yan Qingsi. She looks so pretty.
It seems that she is a beautiful woman who came out of the city's pictorials in the 1920s and 1930s. She does not have the hustle and bustle of this era and has an indescribable charm.
The director nodded in satisfaction, and the department was ready to start shooting.
Yan Qingsi stood in front of the machine and adjusted her mood.
The director just started, and Yan Qingsi's first line had not been spoken yet. The crew suddenly came to the two policemen in uniform and found the director: "We're looking for Yan Qingsi, Ji Mianmian. In some cases, they need to cooperate to investigate. "
The director quickly called Yan Qingsi over.
Ji Mianmian looked at the police a little bit, it was bad, it was broken, and he avoided the monitor last night.
Yan Qingsi was puzzled. When the police explained the situation, she showed Ye Shaoguang's car that had been destroyed, and she laughed on the spot. "Maybe someone sees him unpleasantly, what do we do?"
Yan Qingsi guessed that Ji Mianmian made it.
"Yesterday, you quarreled with the victim."
Yan Qingsi hehe: "This is very funny. If I said yesterday that I wanted to kill him, and today he died, is that what I did? Comrade police need evidence."
"We found that your assistant bought inkjet paints at the nearest store. Those paints are exactly the same as those on the victim's car."
Yan Qingsi and Ji Mianmian gritted their teeth, Madan! Should the efficiency of the maritime police be so high?
Victim, go to your uncle.
Ji Mianmian stood up and said, "I did it alone, I ..."
Yan Qingsi stopped Ji Mianmian: "I think we should go and meet the 'victim' first?"
The police took the two to the police station. Yan Qingsi finally saw Ye Shaoguang, who was sitting there comfortably drinking tea. She sneered and walked over, opening her mouth and saying: "I asked Mian Mian to do it, but hey, I just gave You're just doing a little prank. Is it so serious? "
The policeman frowned: "Are you relatives?"
Yan Qingsi sat down and said, "Isn't it? I'm really stingy. I'll call the police at this little thing. Isn't that putting a burden on the police uncle?"
The police instantly felt that Yan Qingsi was right and thought they were usually very busy.
Ye Shaoguang looked at Yan Qingsi and Ji Mianmian coldly, and tapped his finger gently on the table: "It's not stingy, it's your niece, you're so sensible!"
Yan Qingsi spread her hand: "I didn't kill and set fire. The big deal is to lose money. Anyway, my boss has money. My boss told me that what can be solved with money is not a problem. Although I want to use money, Can't kill you, that is my poor boss. "

Yan Tuhao: Yes, we have the money to kill you!