"No, no good!"
"What's the panic? It's just auditing the accounts. The sky isn't falling."
At the Century Group, in Chen Baoming's office, seeing Chen Dong rush in flustered, Chen Baoming pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Baoming, it's not about the audit!" Chen Dong was a bit out of breath, Chen Baoming sounded a "Oh": "Not the audit? Then what could it be?"
"It's about the hospital."
"What happened at the hospital?"
"Uncle's body was taken away by someone surnamed Li."
"What."
Chen Baoming's expression slightly changed: "Are you sure?"
"Of course, I'm sure. Didn't you tell me to have someone watch Uncle's body? I didn't expect that Li person thought of it too, probably got scared off while at the villa."
"Where is he?"
"I don't know." Chen Dong scratched his head.
"You don't know? You're telling me you don't know? Do you realize if he has Uncle's body cremated, we won't have any evidence to investigate Li Feng's mischief?"
