Gu Zhiqing lived in this house for two days, and Zhang Shui and Irene stayed with her.

Although Gu Zhiqing was anxious, she said nothing, and she didn't make any noise or make trouble.

She believed that since Tan Xiaotian brought her to the United States, there must be her reason.

On the third day, Tan Xiaotian is here.

“See the video?

Can you feel more at ease now?"

Tan Xiaotian is in a good mood and has been playing with Xiao Tanxi these two days, which relieves fatigue than anything else.

Gu Zhiqing finally saw Tan Xiaotian again. The patience of the past two days immediately disappeared. She rushed over eagerly, almost half-kneeling against Tan Xiaotian's legs, grabbing his trouser legs.

"Mr. Tan, you must have a way to rescue my father, right?

Please, think of a way to make him recover as soon as possible. I don’t want to see him suffer in the hospital.”

"Actually you can save your father yourself."

Seeing her confused look, Tan Xiaotian smiled, "We will be very busy today. Let's take a photo with the digital camera that Jing Linjia bought for you."

Gu Zhiqing followed Tan Xiaotian to Wall Street, took photos at the door of a company called Dingfeng Securities, and then entered the company. Under Tan Xiaotian's instructions, Gu Zhiqing took a few photos of the company casually.

The angles of these photos are not very good. They look like secret photos. Tan Xiaotian was very satisfied after seeing them and said that this is the effect they want.

"You send these photos to Jing Linjia and provide him with the conditions to cure your father's illness. He will definitely agree."

"How could it be?"

Gu Zhiqing really couldn't figure it out, just based on these photos, Jing Linjia would agree to treat her father?

"Let's try!"

Tan Xiaotian looked confident.

That night, Gu Zhiqing sent these photos to the designated email address by email.

The night in the United States is the day in China.

After Gu Zhiqing sent the email for half an hour, Na Xianpeng, who received a call from Jing Linjia, rushed to Guoheng Investment.

"Linjia, what major discovery is there that must be so urgent?"

Jing Linjia pulled the Xianpeng to the computer like a treasure. The screen showed the photos taken by Gu Zhiqing.

"What's this?"

Then Xianpeng didn't understand. It was just a small company, so it was not worth making a fuss about it no matter how you look at it.

Jing Linjia was full of confidence at this moment, "Old, if you guess correctly, this is Tan Xiaotian's company in the United States. He made a fortune by operating securities."

"real?"

When Na Xianpeng's eyes lit up, he pounced on him, and his face was almost on the screen.

He pointed to the first photo at the door of the company, "What does the English meaning in this mean?"

"Pincline Securities."

Then I turned around suddenly, "Linjia, this is not yours..." Jing Linjia smiled proudly, "That's right, it was sent by Gu Zhiqing.

Did the move I arranged at the beginning work?

You were in a squad with me, saying that beauty tricks are useless, and Tan Xiaotian is not lustful, he is just picky about food. I gave him a top-notch, haha, isn't this a bait?"

Then Xianpeng stared at these photos, turned them over and looked them over several times, "Linjia, don't be careless about this matter, it's better to check the authenticity."

"Of course, how could I trust a little girl so easily!"

Jing Linjia smiled sinisterly, "Since Tan Xiaotian got off the plane, my people began to follow him. I know where he went."

What Jing Linjia didn't know was that he arranged a confidant from Mingsheng Bank's American branch to follow Tan Xiaotian, the Asian young man sitting next to Harold at the time.

It’s a pity that Fat Henry used a trick on the way, and they lost it.

This confidant dared not tell the truth, so he made up a lie and deceived Jing Linjia.

Poor Jing Linjia is still in the dark until now, thinking that Tan Xiaotian’s whereabouts are in control.

"Old, aren't you having some connection with Wall Street?

Let’s go and check this peak securities separately.”

After hearing Jing Linjia say that, my eyes rolled and nodded.

What should a rich man of this level check? Naturally, someone will run for them.

Then Xianpeng is more troublesome, so he called Zong Shimeng and asked her to find He Jiyao to investigate the matter.

When He Jiyao received the order from Zong Shimeng, he was drinking tea with the club leader Chen Shuifa.

Although Chen Shuifa was kind to him these days, He Jiyao's fear of him was immersed in his bone marrow, and he was always timid and did not dare to look at Chen Sheng in front of him.

Chen Shuifa patiently waited for He Jiyao to answer the phone, "Uncle He, is it your beautiful boss lady who wants you to do things?"

He Jiyao nodded obediently.

"What did she ask you to do?"

He Jiyao dared not hide it, "She told me to check a securities company called Dingfeng on Wall Street in the United States."

Chen Shuifa grinned his yellow teeth, and laughed and took out a yellow file bag from under the table, and photographed him in front of He Jiyao, "Uncle He, am I good enough?"

I've finished your work for you."

"Thank you, Chen Sheng, I know what to do."

He Jiyao knew exactly what was going on, so he thanked Chen Shuifa while wiping his sweat.

Chen Shui smiled and narrowed his eyes, reached out to take out a fresh meat bag from the cage on the table, and squeezed it hard, with oily mud on his hands, "Uncle He, this is what my boss told me, you must be careful to do things!"

He Jiyao never dreamed that after so many years of going around, he still worked for Xiaotian, but just changed his form.

******* New York, Detective Harold.

Although it was still cold and the temperature inside the house was not high, Harold, in a suit and tie, often used a handkerchief to wipe his sweat from time to time.

Opposite him, a fat Henry, who was like a hill.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the nameless man Harold, in the private detective world, dared not show off his grandeur in front of Henry, the top ten in the United States.

"Mr. Henry, the conditions you gave are indeed very generous, but I have my professional ethics..." Harold looked out of the corner of his eyes at the thick stack of green dollars on the table.

Henry was holding a thick cigar in his mouth, full of disdain, "Harold, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. You dare to stare at my client's tip just by these two tricks. I will leave my words here now, don't worry about how long my client stays in the United States, I promise you can't even touch his side."

He was telling the truth, and Harold was silent.

Until now, if he doesn't understand what happened to the traffic accident the day before yesterday, then he will be stupider than a pig.

Compared with Henry, who is full of people, he really has no chance at all.

Fat Henry saw his expression, a smile appeared on his greasy face, and his voice became much softer, "Harold, I also know that your little employer sent you another job to check a company called Dingfeng, right?"

His voice suddenly became stern again, "My people will follow you 24 hours a day. As long as you dare to use any illegal means, I will call the police and arrest you immediately."

The thick cigar that was smoking was almost hit Harold's face, "You can't find anything. I think your employer can trust you anymore?"

"You are malicious competition, you...you..." Harold was helpless.

No private detective used conventional means in the investigation process. If he was monitored 24 hours a day as Henry said, then he would not be able to do this business.
Chapter completed!