Chapter 347 354, Could It Be that Your Brain Is Squeezed by the Door?

Zhang Guosen has been sitting on the boss chair behind the desk, completely different from the nodding and bowing appearance when he saw Song Li last time, and now he is completely superior, "What are you talking to me about?"

Shu Xin sat down on the sofa by herself, looked at Zhang Guosen indifferently, "Talk about a business with Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Guosen chuckled disdainfully, "Don't tell me you want to come here under the banner of the Huo Group again?"

"No." Shu Xin stretched out her slender white onion-like index finger and waved it, "I'm the one who discusses business with you personally."

"Ha!" Zhang Guosen sneered unabashedly, "What can I talk to you about?"

Shu Xin took out her mobile phone and played with it in her hand, her tone was rather casual, "Let's talk about the Fuyuan project."

The smile on Zhang Guosen's face froze for a moment, and then he said mockingly, "Could it be that your brain is squeezed by the door? The Fuyuan project was completed three months ago, what else is there to talk about?"

Shu Xin didn't say anything, she swiped open the phone screen, and swipe through the photos she took from Zhang Guosen last time, one by one, um, the photos are quite clear.

Two months ago, in the murder case in Fuyuan, Zhang Guosen finally said that the contractor fell down by himself. The newly built house did not have a camera, and everyone did not know what the truth was.

So Zhang Guosen has the final say.

And the contract that Shu Xin took was the one signed by Zhang Guosen and the family of the chief Baotou.

The general meaning is that he lost money, and then he slipped and fell by himself, and the family members agreed not to trouble him in the future.

Zhang Guosen saw that Shu Xin kept silent, so he knew how to play with the mobile phone in his hand, his face was very ugly, "I'm very busy, I don't have time to play with you, please leave!"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Shu Xin edited the photo into a multimedia message and sent it to Zhang Guosen.

Soon Zhang Guosen heard a reminder that a text message came in.

Shu Xin put the phone back in her pocket, looked up at Zhang Guosen, "I sent you something, please take a look, and then we can talk."

Zhang Guosen frowned, looked at Shu Xin suspiciously, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and clicked on the message. When he saw what Shu Xin sent, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly restrained himself. Shu Xin, "The last time you disguised yourself as a man and came to my place just to secretly take pictures of this contract, didn't you?"

Shu Xin didn't bother to answer the obvious question, and just said lightly: "You took the initiative to clarify to the media that the collapse of the studio had nothing to do with Liao Yufan, so I deleted all these photos and pretended I didn't know anything about it."

Zhang Guosen looked at Shu Xin with a look of "you are seriously ill", "Is it because you were not awake and talking in your sleep, or is it because my ears are bad?"

Shu Xin knew that Zhang Guosen understood what she said, ignored his sarcasm, and continued: "Have you ever thought about what consequences you will bear if I send these to the media?"

Zhang Guosen's face turned slightly pale, and there was a fleeting trace of tension in his eyes, then he smiled indifferently, "Just post it, there will be no accidents to any construction company, not to mention that I have already dealt with it, and the family members have signed it. It won't have any effect on me if you spread the word."

There was a sneer in Shu Xin's eyes, and her tone was still casual, as if she didn't hear Zhang Guosen's words, and continued: "You tampered with the pillars of the studio building in order to keep Liao Yufan, and now the building has collapsed, you should bear all the responsibilities. You took all the responsibility, at worst the company went bankrupt, but..."