The assistant on the side snorted mockingly after hearing the words, "Haha, Qian Bozhan, it's really a loss for you to say it, are you selling your life? You are selling the company! If it weren't for Mr. Tang, we would arrest you on the spot. Live, the results of so many people in the company for more than a year are gone, at least 10 billion will be lost!"

After the assistant said angrily, he thoughtfully handed a hand-gun to the man in the wheelchair.

As soon as the traitor saw the gun, he was so scared that his soul was gone.

The assistant didn't even look at the traitor. Instead, he glanced at Xia Yuxun next to him with some scruples, thinking that this is a private matter of the company, and it's a family ugly. Does the boss need this woman to avoid it?

He wanted to remind him, but thinking of the principle of "less talk and less mistakes" accumulated in the daily life, he chose to shut up.

In the past few months with the boss, although he still can’t guess what he wants, he understands his behavior somewhat. With the boss’s mind, how can he ignore such important things? Since he doesn’t mention it, he still doesn’t Talk too much, just obey the order.

His decision soon proved to be extremely correct.

After kowtow for a long time, his head became dizzy, and finally he carefully raised his head from the sight blurred by the blood on his forehead. I saw the man in the wheelchair remained silent all the time, playing with the gun in his hand unhurriedly, but it was like a tight bow, and the bowstring could suddenly be loosened at any time.

He saw with his own eyes that several senior executives were shot headshots unpreparedly, so he clearly understood that he might shoot suddenly every second. This feeling of extreme fear almost made him I was scared to death.

However, time passed, and the man never shot.

The psychological pressure of the **** was getting heavier and heavier. The cold sweat on his forehead formed a puddle of water on the floor. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. He squeezed his hands into fists, and suddenly said, "Lu Jingze put more than one place in the Tang Dynasty. I'm an eyeliner! There are still three in the senior Tang Dynasty! I can name their list! As long as... as long as Tang always spares my life!"

The assistants on the side were shocked when they heard the words. When the old chairman was still there, they spent two full years investigating this gangster who had repeatedly leaked company secrets. They killed two by mistake and arrested a few others. Hello, I never caught that big head until the new president took office and finally caught this traitor who had been hidden inside for twelve years. How could I have heard from him that there are three more!

He subconsciously looked at the boss in the wheelchair, but saw that his face was as usual. It seemed that he had expected it a long time ago, and the heart of worship has risen to the next level.

The most frightening thing is that he didn't use torture, or even said a word, so he forced the other party to take the initiative to confess.

Xia Yuxun, who was standing next to the wheelchair, was also amazed.

He can make the atmosphere of this bright and clean modern office look like an interrogation of the Eighteen Halls of the Kings and the Three Halls. This man really has special interrogation skills...

At this time, her hand on the armrest inadvertently touched a warm touch, which was a man's palm.

Xia Yuxun carefully glanced at the man in the wheelchair who was playing with the pistol, raised a finger, approached him little by little, and finally sneaked her little hand on the back of his hand...