Chapter 896: Scheduled death

Chapter 896 is scheduled to die
Wen Qiao was nestled on the sofa beside her, with a computer on her lap, her fingers dancing quickly on her shoulders.
First, I checked Huaihe on the Internet. The legal representative was not William, but Zheng Huailiang.
She checked Zheng Huailiang, the nationality of M country, Chinese descent, and it took a lot of time to find William from his network.
It took her an hour to finally find out William.
The full name is William Dawkins, and there is a very vague photo. She is indeed the person who hit them today.
The identity introduction is the boss of a low-key investment company in M ​​country, worth hundreds of billions, and he is a very rich man.
Digging deeper into William’s news, I found that there are very few online news. He is very low-key and mysterious. He only knows that his industry covers many industries. Medical entertainment, e-commerce, oil financial investment, and the industrial chain are huge and complicated.
But nothing was found to be related to her or anyone she knew.
She asked Fu Nanli again: "The boss of Daojin Pharmaceutical, William, do you know him?"
The lamp light enveloped him, he looked up at her, and thought for a moment: "Well, I know, what's wrong? The Dawkins family, the ancestors of the Dawkins family migrated from Europe to Country M. They used to be a member of the royal family of a small European country."
Wen Qiao: "Do you know him?"
"I don't know, people in the Dawkins family are relatively low-key, and I am not a person who likes to socialize and socialize.
Wen Qiao frowned. She did not know this William, nor did Fu Nanli know anyone from the Dawkins family, nor did the Fu family and the Dawkins family celebrate the festival, so...
So is she thinking too much herself?
Today’s car accident was purely an accident?
In the office of the president of Huaihe Company, only one table lamp was turned on. On the boss's chair, He Xihuai sat with long legs crossed, and two photos were clamped between his slender fingers.
The person in the photo is surprisingly Wen Qiao.
The bright looks, raised his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, it was indeed very attractive. The other hand tapped the tabletop lightly. The man's eyes drooped slightly, his black pupils were not bottomless, his expression was so dark that he was completely caged. chill.
"It's just using this face to let Gu Xiao's wife's benevolence and let you go, but you mercilessly hurt him like that, didn't you?"
It was coming, Gu Xiao couldn't bear to hurt Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao, it was all because of this face.
As Tereza said, Gu Xiao liked the little girl very much.
The idea is good. After Fu Nanli died in order to save Wen Qiao, he would replace his brother, not only to inherit his family property, but also to accept his girlfriend.
Oh, it fell short.
It's all because of this face.
He got up, picked up a dart on the side, and threw it hard. The dart stuck on the photo, aimed at her face, and stuck in the middle.
An annoying face.
He booked her a date for her death.
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In the morning, Wen Qiao struggling to open his eyes, sat up lazily, moved his neck, looked around, did not see anyone in the room, went to the bathroom with bare feet, no one, then went to the cloakroom, the man dressed in dark The dressing gown is a long jade, standing in front of the closet gracefully, with one hand on the waist, taking off the clothes hanger, and the model is in shape.
Hearing the movement, the man stopped his hands and turned to look at her: "Why don't you sleep more?"
Wen Qiao walked barefoot on the carpet: "The biological clock is fixed, and I can't sleep at one point."
"Then come and help me get dressed. There is a flight to fly today."
(End of this chapter)