My Waste Husband novel Chapter 273

At 3:40 in the middle of the night, Henry stood quietly downstairs of Chris's house.

When he heard the report from his own people, he had already figured it out in his heart.

According to the investigation, the person who appeared in the Saint Bar today was an internal member of the Yongfeng Industry, which was totally a good show directed and acted by Josh Yang.

As for what to do tomorrow, Henry had a plan in his mind.

The next morning.

Sylvia woke up from her sleep and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She looked at her side, and the soft pillow was laid out on the side, which proved that the man had not come back last night.

With a yawn, Sylvia got up from the bed and walked to the living room. Milan had prepared breakfast.

Sylvia glanced around the room and asked, "Where is Uncle Xiao?"

"If you want to ask for your husband, just ask directly. Why do you go around in such a big circle?" Milan poured herself a glass of milk. "Your husband and my father went out early to deal with some company matters."

"Oh." Sylvia nodded. After knowing that she couldn't see Henry, she seemed to be a little dispirited.

"Sylvia, do you know what you look like now?" Milan took a sip of milk and looked at Sylvia with her eyes.

Sylvia asked subconsciously, "What?"

"Like an anthomaniac!" said Milan without any expression on her face.

Sylvia was slightly stunned by what Milan said and immediately became angry. "How dare you, damn girl, make fun of me!"

As she said that, Sylvia waved her fists and hit Milan.

The two women were in a tangle, and the spring light burst out. However, no one was fortunate enough to enjoy this beautiful scenery.

A red Jaguar was driving on the way to Hangzhou City and stopped in front of the Yongfeng Industry Building.

The car door opened, and Henry and Chris got out of the car.

It was obvious that the receptionist of Yongfeng Industry knew Chris.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao. President Yang is waiting for you upstairs." The beauty at the front desk bent down and said respectfully.

"Okay." Chris nodded, pressed the button of the elevator with Henry, and went straight to the top floor.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a figure appeared and reopened the elevator door. It was a man in his thirties, about 1.75 meters tall.

"Mr. Xiao, why didn't you tell me in advance that you're here? I've been waiting for you all the time. If President Yang knew, he would blame me." As soon as the man entered the elevator, he said in a hurry.

Chris smiled and said, "You are President Yang's right-hand man. How could he talk bad about you?"

"I'm flattered, Mr. Xiao. Who is this?" The man looked at Henry.

"My godson, Henry Zhang. Henry, this is Secretary Zhao."

"Mr. Zhang, you are really young and promising. Nice to meet you." Secretary Zhao stretched out his hand to Henry.

"Hello." Henry also stretched out his hand.

When their hands were clasped together, Henry's action was slightly paused, and his eyes stopped in front of Secretary Zhao's hand.

He immediately looked away.