Yang's second floor study room.

  Yang Dongliang's private investigator sent over the photos he had recently taken of Gu Qingcheng. He saw that many were continuous shots, in the car, under the Zi Jing Yuan building, and inside the Ya Wan hotel.

  Song Tianjiao walked over from behind, put down the water cup in his hand, and naturally saw the photos scattered on the desk, picked them up and took a look.

  "Has the bank manager left?"

  Song Tianjiao nodded: "Uh-huh."

  Yang sighed: "This matter shouldn't have involved Su from the start."

  "What else do you want?" Song Tianjiao frowned, "Do you still want to take Yang Muxiao and sell her twice? Don't forget there's also the engagement with the Shen family..."

  Yang Dong's eyebrows furrowed even more.

  Song Tianjiao continued: "Moreover, I think Gu Qingcheng is not interested in investing money at all, but rather playing Tai Chi with us. I suspect that the mastermind behind the two major events of our company was actually Gu Qingcheng!"

  Now with billions of debt on his back, if he doesn't follow the schedule, the company's shares will probably be seized by the bank and sold off, but it won't even be enough to pay off the debt, only bankruptcy liquidation remains.

  Yang also had doubts, but even if he did have doubts, what could be done? The business world has its own set of rules. He thought for a moment, picked up his phone, found a number in his contacts list, and dialed it. "Find some time to send SuSu abroad first."

  "Okay, I'll find some time to go and take care of it."

  Song Tianjiao opened the door of the study and saw Yang Susu at the entrance. "Susu!"

  Yang Su held a cup of water in her hand and smiled: "Just now, Aunt Wang cooked soup, I came up to call you down to drink the soup."

  "Alright, then let's go."

  "Where's Dad?"

  Song Tianjiao said: "Your dad still has company business, let's go down first."

  She was also worried that Yang Su had heard the conversation between her and her husband in the study, but now it seems normal, if it were in the past, she would have jumped up.

  …………

  Arriving in Shanghai, it was already nearly 10 o'clock at night. The general manager of the branch office came to pick him up by car. Yang Fuchao looked out the window with great enthusiasm at the nighttime scenery outside.

  This time staying in a hotel, not staying at the chain hotel of Ya Wan in Shanghai, but went to the hotel of Fangda Group. Fangda Group is most famous for its chain hotels all over the country, which are more specialized. The professional manager hired by Fangda Group, who once created miracles, is Liang Yufan.

  Yang didn't ask much more, she also knew that staying at Fangda's hotel was also convenient for contacting Liang Yufan.

  She was now filled with restless and fervent energy, as a professional manager like Liang Yufan had always been her idol, and she would finally meet him. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep well the whole night, and woke up early the next morning. She got dressed and waited outside from 8 to 10, but Gu Qingcheng didn't come out until then, strolling out with a leisurely air.

  "Go eat breakfast first."

  It has to be said that Gu Qingcheng's life is indeed exquisite, and even eating breakfast requires driving for over an hour to a famous restaurant.

  Although Yang Mianxiao was a fake young lady, as the etiquette of a noble lady had been trained since childhood, she also ate breakfast with elegance and poise.

  However, Gu Qingcheng sitting opposite him was even more calm and composed.

  Accompanying Gu Qingcheng for dinner, Gu Qingcheng took Yang Fuxiao to a styling studio that provides designated services for film and television bases.

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  Yang Fuxiao didn't even have time to see clearly, a woman with a graceful and elegant demeanor rushed out from inside, and was about to crash into Gu Qingcheng's arms. Yang Fuxiao didn't think twice and took a step forward, blocking the woman's path.

  "Tina, long time no see, still so enthusiastic."

  The woman in front of her raised an eyebrow with deep-colored eyeliner, and the purple eye shadow swirled into a pair of big eyes. "Long time no see, Gu Qingcheng, your taste has changed?"

  Although it was Yang Moxiao who blocked the way, this passionate woman still took a step forward and hugged Gu Qingcheng, while Yang Moxiao stood behind with a dark face.

  Gu Qingcheng and Tina exchanged a few pleasantries before getting down to business.

  "This time you've come to find me, don't say it's for something serious?"

  Gu Qingcheng smiled warmly and elegantly at this moment, stretched out his long arm to pull Yang Fuxiao over in front of him, "Make a pose for her."

  "What hairstyle?"

  "Can be used in formal occasions."

  "That's quite an unusual request."

  At this moment, Yang Fuxiao felt that he should now consider himself as a puff of air and strive to minimize his sense of existence.

  Tina looked Yang Xiao up and down from head to toe, then suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Yang Xiao's arm, and asked warmly: "Little sister, how old are you this year?"

  Twenty-three.

  Tina measured around Yang Fuxiao's waist with both hands, then reached up and touched her chest, even lifting it slightly. Yang Fuxiao stared at Tina in shock, getting angry and pushing away her wandering hands on her body.

  Tina was quite nonchalant, stroking her chin: "Not bad at all."

  Yang's face slightly cleared up.

  Tina shook her head: "But the taste of wearing clothes is too bad."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  "Come on, sister, follow me," Tina said to Gu Qingcheng. "Help yourself to whatever you want to drink, don't be polite with me. It's definitely going to be an eye-opener when we go out... Ah Lu, you stay here and keep watch."