Fang Jianwei didn't know what Qin Yiyi's gaze meant at the time.
He just felt very puzzled.
A week later.
He appeared at the police station again. After listening to the words of one of the police officers, he was a little dumbfounded.
"No, it's not the police comrade. You mean, I can't get all my money?"
"It's definitely not real. I really invested in it. I have a contract. Just wait. I'll show you the electronic version..."
The police didn't even look at the so-called contract that he took out.
"That place is fake. The contract, the official seal, and the business license are all fake."
Fang Jianwei sat down on the ground.
His four million!
Qin Yiyi got someone to carry Fang Jianwei to the small apartment where she used to live.
Looking at the dazed Fang Jianwei, she raised her eyebrows. "Uncle, you have to trust the police. Those bad guys will definitely be caught."
