In the office on the top floor, a person's office was even weirder than usual. The main thing was that there was no movement at all.
Fu Yimo had been waiting for news from home for the past two days. He had already asked his informant to take action.
When necessary, he would add a medicinal herb into the soup that his grandfather usually drank. It would be able to directly convert the tonic that he usually ate into poison.
The poison was not too great. It would just cause his grandfather's old illness to relapse. The family would definitely fall into chaos, and no one would care about his side.
Black fire had been looking for him for the past two days because he wanted to talk about investing in the company. How could he agree to it? One million, and another 500,000. The time was too tight.
If not, because everything in the house had been looted, he could simply take out some antiques to pay for it. There was no need to be like now. He had basically been avoiding black fire all day.
Now, he only waited for a call from home every day. As long as an insider called him, he would dare to take action.
The phone suddenly rang, and he immediately picked it up. He didn't say anything, only waiting to speak to the Investment Bank.
Qiu Rong was very careful, and the phone was close to her ear. "Young Master, is that you? ". In order to make this call, he deliberately picked six o'clock in the morning because he was afraid of being discovered by everyone
Fu Yimo made a judgment, and it was Qiu Rong's voice. "It's me. How did it go? Did it work? "
"It worked. I used it twice in a row, but the old man didn't come out for breakfast today.
I guess the effect of the medicine has already taken effect, so I took the opportunity to call you now.
"Young Master, what should we do next? " Qiu Rong looked expectant, hoping to hear the praise on the other end of the phone!
Fu Yimo knew that he had succeeded, and the gloominess on his face disappeared. He whispered into the phone, "be careful. Don't let anyone find out that you did it?
"I'm still in the state city now. What will I do if something happens to you? "
Qiu Rong said, "young master, I'm willing to give up everything for you! " She had just turned 18 this year, and she was already at the age of the first love. Hearing the young master speak to her so gently, the girl's heart melted into his gentleness Now, even if she had to die, she was willing.
Fu Yimo laughed mockingly. What he hated the most was women being stupid. However, he could only use this weakness of women to complete the next mission.
Qiu Rong's identity was rather special. She was a servant girl that his elder brother had given to his grandfather. Even if something happened, he was not afraid and could easily push it away.
"Qiu Rong, find out as soon as possible how serious the old master's illness is.
Remember, don't let anyone find out.
Also, the medicine that I gave you, don't let me do it. I'm very worried about you. Wait until this matter is over.
"I will definitely give you a proper title. I won't let you be a servant anymore. "
Qiu Rong was so emotional that she cried, "young master, I'm already satisfied with your words.
"I'll go and find out what exactly is going on with the old man today.
"Just wait for my call. "
"Okay. " Fu Yimo hung up the phone. It seemed like the plan had already succeeded halfway, so now was the time for him to take action.
Previously, he had always had some reservations about the organization, [ Black Hell ] . There were quite a number of people, and most of them were grave robbers. If he did not have absolute strength, he would not dare to make a move against black fire. If he wanted to do something, he had to make sure nothing went wrong.
"Men! "
The door was opened, and a subordinate came in and said respectfully, "young master, what are your orders? ''
"Go and find Zhao Shan. I have something to discuss with him. "
"Yes! " The subordinate turned around and left. He quickly went downstairs and called Zhao Shan Up. The young master had been moody recently, and no one wanted to be punished.