Zhou Yuncheng turned around, went to get the car, and drove away in his Mercedes-Benz.
His dark eyes turned cold in an instant. With his fingers on the steering wheel, he drove on the road elegantly, but that scene kept appearing in his mind.
"Hello, it's me." He took out his phone and made a call.
When the assistant received his call, he became serious.
"Young master Zhou, please speak." The assistant could tell what he was going to do from his voice.
Normally, Zhou Yun Cheng was frivolous, but in fact, when it came to important matters, his tone would be heavier, so what he said must be taken seriously.
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yun Cheng was a Playboy! He had achieved nothing, but in fact, he was not like that.
"Help me investigate a person ... And the people she's been in contact with recently. " As he spoke, he took out his phone and sent a photo over.
"Yes." The assistant answered and hung up the phone. He left the work at hand and walked out.
