The Han family.
Zhong Xueqing had just walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of red bean glutinous rice porridge.
"President han, bad news!"
Han boming's subordinates ran in from outside in a panic.
He was sweating profusely and looked nervous.
"Why are you so flustered?"
Han boming shouted angrily, and his eyes were fierce as the wound on his cheek touched.
"Miss mingmei, she ..."
Hearing that it was his daughter, han boming suddenly stood up.
"Speak! What happened to Ming Mei?"
The bloodthirsty aura of someone who had been in the pugilistic world surged at this moment, and even his eyes were stormy.
"Miss Ming Mei has been taken away by the economic Investigation Department! "All the accounts of the dk organization have been sealed. Even the people we poached from the Qi Corporation have all ... All been taken away!"
