Chapter 1009: Raise suspicion

"There are those who are the main ones? Don't you just molest a woman! What's the big deal, they were arrested and detained."
"He molested Ningning." Meng Ping roared impatiently.
"Fuck it." The little fat man's feet were soft and he almost fell enough to eat shit. "Who gave him the courage? He is desperate?"
"Yes! I had known that I would not go, let him be locked to death." Meng Ping said viciously.
"It really deserves it. I can't see anyone who has stayed abroad. It's so shameless. Boss, will we lose out if we dug him over?"
"No." Meng Ping shook his head earnestly, "He molested Ning Ning, first of all, he shows that he has good vision. Having this courage shows that his future performance can also keep up with my requirements."
Next Magazine, since he wants to do well, he must hire professional talents. I dug a few from other newspapers before, and after hearing his opinions, they all ran away that night in fright, none of them dared to do it.
Some people even heard that the gangster who made trouble in the city last time came from him, and they just refused.
A group of short-sighted people who make magazines with old ideas will sooner or later be eliminated.
The little fat man admired the five-body appearance, "Boss, you are amazing."
"Stop flattering." Sitting opposite the little fat man, Meng Ping put away his careless look, and said seriously: "I met a woman at the police station today, and she looked at me with strange eyes."
"Strange?" The little fat man guessed: "Could it be the woman you abandoned?"
Before he could speak, he received a murderous look from Meng Ping, "Ha ha ha... Boss, I was wrong. I know that you will become an ascetic monk if you clean yourself now."
"The woman I've played with is not unfamiliar to this point." Although he can't remember her looks, the woman just now is definitely different from the type he knew before.
The little fat man saw him being so serious, and he didn't dare to make jokes. Instead, he asked carefully: "Boss, you think it is strange, what is it? Tell me, and I will analyze it for you."
"At that time, the first time she saw me, she should be familiar, surprised, contradictory and a little frightened."
"...This is...so complicated?" He doesn't have enough brains! How to analyze?
"But she acted like she was confessing the wrong person again."
The little fat man said casually: "Then he must recognize Brother Meng Fan as you."
Speaking unintentionally, the listener is mindful. The little fat man's words flashed across Meng Ping's brain like a flash of lightning, "She is from the south, and my brother has only been to the south once."
"Yes...Yes!" The little fat man cautiously didn't dare to say more.
Meng Fan has been to the South once for three years. Going alive and coming back from death, the little fat man vaguely remembered that the bright red national flag was placed on Meng Fan's coffin.
"Go and check and help me keep an eye on the woman and the person she released on bail from the police station."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Meng Ping was sitting on the sofa, his hands trembling and he could barely hold the cup in his hand.

In the evening, Sheng Ning came back from crazy fun with her little partner. As soon as she walked into the hospital, she noticed something was wrong, and the defenses around were much tighter. Passing by Guo's nurse's desk, she was watching her in a trance.
"Sister Guo, I brought you something to eat." When Sheng Ning came back, he brought sugar-fried chestnuts, one for Xu Qigang and one for Guo.