Chapter 309 309: Mr. Feng, where is this going to be placed?

Feng Yizhou felt panicked inexplicably, turned around and looked at Nan He puzzled, forcing himself to calm down, but he still revealed a trace of panic from his tone.

"Miss Nan, can you ...... But what else? ”

Nan He smiled faintly and said, "There are some business matters, I want to talk to Mr. Feng, I don't know if Mr. Feng has fun?" ”

Feng Yizhou was stunned for a moment, recently he asked people to check some things about Nanhua clothing, and some of the results shown showed that Nanhua clothing can come to this day, almost all because of Nan Wenzhuo's baby daughter.

She suddenly said that she had business to talk to him, and Feng Yizhou immediately felt that this temptation was too great.

"Business?"

"Naturally, otherwise Mr. Feng thinks what else can it be?" Nan He asked with a smile.

Although Feng Yizhou felt a little strange, he still couldn't control the recent business of Nanhua Clothing to be so good, if they could really cooperate, their company's business would not be as weak as it is now.

Nan He held Nan Wenzhuo's arm, and Nan Wenzhuo called in a low voice, "Xiao He, you ......"

Nan He raised his head and rushed through Nan Wenzhuo with a slight smile, and said in a low voice, "Dad, go to the place where you talked about things before." ”

Nan Wenzhuo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then nodded, and did not ask any more.

followed Nan Wenzhuo to the reception room next to Nan Wenzhuo's company, Feng Yizhou saw where they went, his eyebrows also wrinkled slightly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Feng Yizhou always felt that they seemed to be deliberately bringing him back to the reception room where Nan Wenzhuo received him before.

After entering the reception room, Feng Yizhou's eyes couldn't help but look in one direction, and when he saw that there were still things in that place, Feng Yizhou's heart was even more uneasy.

Feng Yizhou picked a seat a little farther away from that seat and sat down, and saw that Nan He did not sit down, but turned around and walked to the side, and it didn't take long for Nan He's voice to come.

"Dad, where is the tea I brought back last time?" Nan He called.

"I'll get it for you." Nan Wenzhuo smiled at Feng Yizhou, and then got up to get tea for Nan He.

"Mr. Nan, you can drink whatever you want, you don't need to ......"

"Mr. Feng, you have to try my daughter's tea-making skills, my father's picky people are full of praise for this, so you must try it today."

After that, Nan Wenzhuo turned around and walked in the direction of Nanhe, what else did Feng Yizhou want to say?

But seeing them leave, Feng Yizhou seemed even more restless.

He could hear the sound coming from the pantry, as well as the sound of opening and closing the cabinet door, Feng Yizhou glanced into the pantry, and made sure that they were indeed making tea, Feng Yizhou looked around, and when he was sure that there was no one, he also stood up, secretly glanced out, and then walked to the place where he had put things before, and took out the brown paper bag, which contained some things related to Meng Zhongtong, as well as some special evidence.

Feng Yizhou took it out and looked at it for a while, thinking about finding a more hidden place to hide.

She knew that even if she really framed Nan Wenzhuo and them today, she might not be able to make their company face some particularly important situations, but Nan Wenzhuo would have to go to this prison for him.

"Mr. Feng, where is this going to be placed?"