It was already past six o'clock when Anbu returned to the hotel. The bodyguard obediently did not come to disturb her. He just sent her a text message asking her if she needed to order food.

Anbu took off his makeup and changed into a new outfit. Then he asked the bodyguard to send her a set meal.

After using dinner, I surfed the Internet while sending a text message to Jian Ningxuan: [Have you eaten?]

【(Cat Master) Yes.】

[I don't believe it, take a photo and show it to me.]

Two minutes later, Anbu received a photo of a neatly arranged fast food box.

【If I'm not here, you'll eat takeout? Where is your cleanliness obsessiveness?】

[(Cat Master) assistant bought it.]

An Bu knew that when Jian Ningxuan didn’t go out before, he was the assistant who ordered food for him. There was a fixed location, so there was no need to worry about hygiene.

[Remember to eat on time. If I go home and find that you have lost weight and feel bad, I won’t give you a hair.]

[(Cat Master) My weight is already overweight now.]

【That's not fat, it's muscle!】

[(Cat Master) Do you like it very much?]

【Of course, it is both toned and sexy, never tired of masturbating!】

After posting this sentence, there has been no response there for a long time. An Bu is sure that he must be shining secretly.

He made the cat owner happy, An Bu began to reveal his true intention: [Mr. Jian, my friend is buried in the future, I want to stay here for two more days.]

【(Cat Master)…】

[I want to send him a good trip, no regrets left.]

[(Cat Master) Let the bodyguard follow you, don't take risks, protect yourself.]

Seeing that he agreed, Anbu immediately replied briskly: [As for orders, sir!]

The next day, Anbu took his bodyguard to attend Fu Haiwei's funeral. He just signed and left when there were too many people. On the day of the funeral, Anbu followed the convoy to the outside of the cemetery, but did not go in, but just watched from a distance.

This cemetery is also a shared property of the seven founders. They had agreed to gather again after their death. Now that the six are asleep, she may have lost the appointment. Although her memory is already blurred, she still retains Xinqi's shares and has not erased her identity as "Gu'an". It can be seen that they are very important friends to themselves.

Anbu didn't feel much sad about their departure, and could only do one thing for them in the end to protect their descendants.

"Brother Wang, take me back to the hotel." Anbu said to the bodyguard, "I just want to be alone today, you don't have to worry about me. If I'm hungry, I can order food myself."

The bodyguard nodded, helped her open the car door, and drove her back to the hotel.

Anbu did not leave the hotel for the whole afternoon, but she did not stay in her original room. Instead, she opened a room next door as "Gu'an".

In the evening, the door of 617 was knocked and Fu Junyi's figure appeared at the door.

"Aunt Gu'an, good evening."

"Come in." Anbu let him into the room and greeted, "Sit as you like, don't be restrained."

Fu Junyi quickly glanced around the room, then sat down on the sofa, watching Anbu pour tea for him.

"Have your father's funeral been handled?" An Bu asked gently put the hot tea on the coffee table.

"Well, everything has been handled." Fu Jun Yao looked at her without a trace, curious and scrutinized. His father and several uncles both trusted her, and he wanted to know what was special about this person.

Unlike the cold and beautiful moments when he first met, Anbu was wearing a rather loose casual outfit with his hair tied behind him and hanging a few strands of it casually. He was mature and charming, looking like a Persian cat. It was hard for Fu Junyi to believe that the aunt Gu'an in front of him was already in her forties and was better maintained than a star.

"Tell me about what happened that day." Anbu took a sip of tea, without bending around the bush, and went straight to the topic.

Fu Junyi took out a document from his bag and handed it to her: "Aunt Gu'an, take a look at this first."

Anbu put down the teacup, picked up the document, and read it carefully. It turned out that Fu Hague suspected that there was something wrong with the car accident that caused Tian Bin's death from the beginning. After many investigations, Tian Bin's wife was finally locked in. However, without waiting for him to verify, Tian Bin's wife also died in a series of car accidents soon after. The accident was purely accidental and there was nothing suspicious about it, so the matter was left in vain.

Two years later, Luo Tiancai jumped off a building and committed suicide due to depression. Fu Hague asked a doctor to learn about his condition and confirmed that his mental state was indeed abnormal, and it was getting worse and worse, and it had not relieved. But Fu Hague always felt a bad feeling in his heart. He sent someone to investigate for a long time, but he found nothing. Until half a year ago, he seemed to have found some clues and made some arrangements secretly, but he didn't reveal too much to his family. He probably felt that he could solve it. But after half a year, he suddenly died at home suddenly.

The document in Anbu recorded the investigation results of Fu Hague in recent years. Although there were suspicions, there was no definite evidence. Fu Hague was very smart and did not allow these people to enter the senior management of Xinqi from beginning to end. However, with his death, Xinqi inevitably showed shocks, and no one could suppress the ambitions of Fu, Luo and Tian families.

"What do you want me to do?" An Bu closed the document and looked up at Fu Junyi.

"Find out the real cause of father's death and prevent those people from getting involved in Xinqi." Fu Junyi said in a cold tone.

Anbu was silent for a moment and said, "I can try to help you investigate the cause of their death, but the problem of Xinqi must be solved by you."

"Why? You are the founder of Xinqi. If you come forward, no one will object."

"I haven't intervened in Xinqi's affairs for many years." An Bu smiled, "But you are different. You have followed your father to learn business management as a teenager. You are more familiar with the company's operations than me. You are Xinqi's future successor."

"But I am too young now to convince the public at all." Fu Junyi had confidence in his ability, and the only thing he lacked was prestige. However, Gu An was both and was the most suitable management candidate at present.

"How can you know if you don't try it?" An Bu had long known about Fu Junyi's situation. He was smart and had a high talent. More importantly, he was steady, not arrogant or impatient, and had the style of a general.

Fu Jun Yao was stunned for a moment, try it? Such a big company, can you try it casually?

Anbu seemed to see through his thoughts and encouraged him: "Let go and do it. I don't have anything else, it's just that I have more money. I'll fill in as much as you lose."

Fu Junyi: "..." Is this the last ace that his father and several uncles really praised?

The two talked for more than two hours, but Fu Junyi did not receive Gu An's clear support and left the hotel in a heavy mood.

After driving back to the villa, the family was already asleep. Fu Junyi was also about to go back to the room to rest. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the housekeeper passing by the corridor. He thought about it and shouted: "Uncle Long."

Uncle Long turned around and saw Fu Jun Yao and asked, "Young Master, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

"Uncle Long, how long have you been with your father?"

Uncle Long recalled and said with a look of remembrance: "It's been about ten years. At that time, Xinqi had just started, and I was just a security guard hired by the company."

Fu Junyao's eyes lit up and he greeted: "Uncle Long, I have some questions to ask you, let's go to the room and say."

The two walked into the room, and Fu Junyao couldn't wait to ask, "Uncle Long, do you know Aunt Gu'an?"

"Miss Gu'an..." Uncle Long smiled while making tea, "She is a very good person."

"Dad and several uncles said so, but is she really worthy of their trust?"

Uncle Long smiled and said, "If her life was saved by her father and several uncles, would you say she is trustworthy?"

"What?" Fu Junyi was shocked.

Uncle Long poured a cup of tea for the two of them and said slowly: "You should know that all the funds for the founding of Xinqi were provided by Miss Gu'an."

Fu Junyi nodded.

"At that time, they were not famous and their skills were not mature. No one or company was willing to invest in them. Only Miss Gu'an supported her without hesitation."

"That means Aunt Gu'an is very sensible and courageous."

Uncle Long smiled: "You said this because you saw the success you are now. But in the first five years of Xinqi's establishment, the company has been in a state of insufficient income. Miss Gu'an spent all her savings and did not get any rewards, but even so, she still did not give up. It is precisely because of her persistence that your father and several uncles can stand up under the pressure."

A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Junyi's eyes.

"However, this is not the most admirable thing about Miss Gu'an." Uncle Long continued, "The other three founders of Xinqi, Yang Cheng, Mr. Yang Yong and Miss Yang Liu, both came from a polluted village. They suffered from cancer and did not live long. In the last few years, they were suffering from illness. It was Miss Gu'an who sought medical treatment for them at any cost, conditioning their bodies, alleviating their illnesses, prolonging their lifespan, and allowing them to spend the rest of their time peacefully."

Fu Junyao frowned and said, "When Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang died of illness, did Aunt Gu An have already left the company?"

Uncle Long shook his head: "Ms. Gu'an left when the company was on the right track and no longer had to worry about funds."

If you never leave me when you are poor and destitute, and quietly retreat when you are brilliant and prosperous, how can such a person not be trusted?

Fu Jun Yao finally understood why his father and several uncles value Gu An so much.

At this time, Uncle Long continued: "Yang Cheng, Mr. Yang Yong and Miss Yang Liu have no descendants. After they died of illness, they transferred all the shares they had to Miss Gu'an."

"What?" Fu Jun Yao said in disbelief, "So, Aunt Gu'an is now the largest shareholder of Xinqi? No, plus 2% of her father's transfer, she obviously only has 12% of the shares."

Uncle Long smiled a few times: "Of course it is only 12%, because she gave all the shares given to her by the three founders of the Yang family as the original shares of the company, and used them to help the company absorb talents. Most of the shares in Xinqi's existing shareholders were transferred by Miss Gu'an."

Fu Jun Yao looked shocked, unable to believe that someone could give up such a huge wealth.

Uncle Long said affirmatively: "Anyone in this world may covet Xinqi, but Miss Gu'an will not."

Yes, as long as she wanted, Xinqi was hers.

Fu Junyao's face unconsciously appeared in his mind, and a strange touch appeared in his heart.

After a while, Fu Jun Yao said again: "Uncle Long, I went to find Aunt Gu'an today."

"Oh? Why look for her?"

"I suspect that Uncle Tian, ​​Uncle Luo and my father have a problem with the cause of death." Fu Junyao took out the document he had read for An Bu before.

Uncle Long didn't look through it because he had known what was recorded in it for a long time.

"You are right. There is indeed a problem with the cause of death of Mr. Tian and Mr. Luo." Uncle Long affirmed his guess.

"So I want to ask Aunt Gu'an to help me investigate their deaths and avenge them!"

Uncle Long sighed and looked at him helplessly: "Why didn't you discuss it with me in advance?"

Fu Jun Yao hurriedly said: "Sorry, I don't mean I don't trust Uncle Long, but Aunt Gu'an rarely shows up, so I want to contact her as soon as possible."

Uncle Long waved his hand: "I am not talking about this, but the cause of their death. Your father has already found out, and your aunt Gu'an has already avenged them."

"What?" Have you taken revenge?

Uncle Long pointed to the document on the table: "The investigation on the cause of death was actually over a year after Mr. Luo committed suicide. The investigation was basically about the business spies and competitors within the company. Your father just destroyed all the key content because he did not want Miss Gu'an to be suspected."

"What's the meaning?"

"Your father found out the murderer who killed Mr. Tian and Mr. Luo. Unfortunately, there was no evidence and he could not punish them through legal means, so he was ready to set up a plan to make them lose all their money. Not long after, the two murderers suddenly developed symptoms of mental disorder and were sent to a mental hospital one after another, with a miserable end. Although it was not stated clearly, your father once vaguely revealed that it was Miss Gu'an's work."

Fu Junyi was really shocked now.

On the other hand, Anbu sent Fu Junyi away, then returned to her original room, took out her handheld computer, and plugged in/into the memory chip. This small chip carries her memories for more than ten years.

Open the file and read the details of her and Fau Theatre and others establishing new starts and starting a business together.

Half an hour later, she breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that they were indeed killed by someone, and she had already avenged them, but it was too long that she could not remember them at all...
Chapter completed!