Catastrophe

If Mo Yan had known that Chen Ya would treat her like this, she would not have said those words to Chen Ya.

At this moment, Mo Yan was the only person in the empty interrogation room. There were surveillance cameras on the four corners of the wall. Even now, Mo Yan was still in a daze.

At this moment, two police officers in police uniforms sat on the chair opposite Mo Yan.

"Mo Yan, 22 years old, is an employee of Hong Jing Real Estate Co., Ltd."

Hearing someone naming her, Mo Yan raised her head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I really don't know about what Chen Ya said."

She was still working in the morning when Chen Ya suddenly called her to the office and slapped a document in front of Mo Yan. Mo Yan frowned and took a look. It was a project that the company had been competing with other companies for a while.

"What's wrong?"

"You actually have the cheek to ask what's wrong?"