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Salesman Zeng was very happy to see the sponsor¡¯s father: ¡°Sir, here we come again.¡± This time, regardless of what service he wanted, Salesman Zeng was very polite and made the arrangements well. ¡°The room has been prepared for you.¡±
He specially carved out a room and left it for his father, the benefactor, who visited from time to time.
Rong Li hummed.
Salesman Zeng felt that he had come here four times, so he could ask: "Sir, what is your surname?"
It doesn¡¯t matter if it¡¯s fake, just give it a name.
Rong Li said, "My surname is Xu." His voice was a little low.
Zeng Sales, a forty-six-year-old man with a smile like a chrysanthemum, said: "Brother Xu, please come this way."
Rong Li walked very slowly, and his feet had not yet recovered.
Zeng Sales led the person to a private room on the second floor below: "Brother Xu, don't worry, I'll have someone turn off the surveillance right now."
What I mean is, Brother Xu, if you do it boldly, as long as the money is in place, it will be okay no matter what you do! Absolute loyalty, absolutely no evidence!
Rong Li refused: "No need."
Not monitoring?
"I will do it myself."
Once sold: ""
You have to hack the surveillance, right? Don¡¯t worry if it doesn¡¯t get hacked, right?
Okay, who made you the father of the sponsor?
Zeng Sales smiled like a family in love: "Brother Xu, you can do whatever you want."
After Rong Li entered, he closed the door, put on his gloves, and took out a mobile phone, which was the one Xiao Ji threw out of the window - Wang Qiusheng's mobile phone.
Wang Qiusheng is very careful. The video is not only stored locally, but also backed up to his multiple cloud accounts.
Decoding and troubleshooting were a bit time-consuming, and it took Rong Li almost two hours.
Around twelve, Zeng Sales was eating fast food at the front desk, and a black card was handed to him.
"Bill, please."
Brother Xu¡¯s voice sounds very young.
"Okay." Zeng Sales took the card, swiped a sum, and handed back the receipt and the card with both hands, "Brother Xu, walk slowly."
Rong Li pressed his hat and left.
Sales Zeng waved from behind and said cheerfully: "Welcome to visit next time."
Xiao Jin, the handyman in the store, came running: ¡°Brother Zeng, Brother Zeng!¡±
Zeng Sales calmly ate his lunch box: "Is the surveillance broken?"
"how do you know?"
It¡¯s been bad lately.
¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s the sponsor¡¯s father who is here.¡±
Xiaojin: ""
Zeng Sales smiled like a sunflower: "Ah, today is such a good day."
Xiaojin: ""
The sun came out in the morning, but then it became overcast, the clouds were thick, the wind was cold, and rain and snow were coming.
Rong Li¡¯s foot was not healed yet and he did not drive himself. He hired a taxi. After getting in the car, he reported the address: "Hongqiao Hospital."
The driver said okay and took a look at the customer. The customer was wearing a mask and his eyes were pretty.
The phone vibrated, and there was a call from an unknown number.
Rong Li answered: "Hello."
"Sixth brother, me."
It is Hebei.
He got down to business directly: "Eighteen people have been found who have close contacts with Wang Qiusheng and have improper trading relationships. In addition to Xiao Ji, there are seven other artists who are forced to provide services." He Jibei He paused for a moment and added, "The youngest is only fourteen years old."
He Jibei considers himself a person with no morals, but he also has a bottom line and does not touch women and children.
Rong Li took off his peaked cap, and the driver in the front row glanced in the rearview mirror, his eyes met a pair of deep and cold eyes, and the driver quickly looked away.
"Do all those eighteen people have anything to do with it?" Rong Li asked.
The driver in the front seat suddenly panicked and didn't dare to look back. He thought to himself, could he have picked up a criminal? !
He Jibei said: "There are a few that have it, and there are a few that our Lys has no information on."
Lys Electronics specializes in collecting dirty information and secrets, and then reselling them. There is a saying that goes well, if you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. There are no airtight wounds in this world, only the mouths of dead people.
"If you don't have it, find someone to collect it. If you don't get it, find someone to make it." Rong Li ordered, "Don't miss any of those beasts."
"If you don't receive it, find someone to make it." This sentence is nothing. What surprised He Jibei was the following sentence: Those beasts.
"To be so righteous and abhorrent to evil is really not Rong Liuye's style.
"Brother Six," He Jibei, who was very steady and taciturn, asked something that was very out of character for him, "Have you changed your ways?"
Rong Li died.
At 12:38, the taxi drove to Hongqiao Hospital. Rong Li gave him cash and didn¡¯t ask for any change, and got out of the car.
The driver took a look in the rearview mirror.
Rong Li took off his mask and walked out of the hospital.
The driver was shocked: What a handsome "criminal"!
Rong Li just walked into the surgical building and saw Xiao Ji. He didn't wear a mask and ran outside in a hospital gown.
Rong Li raised his hand and held him: "What are you doing?"
His eyes were red: "Let go."
"Are you going to seek death again?"
Without saying a word, he threw away Rong Li's hand and ran out like crazy.
It was below zero outside, so he was wearing a hospital gown.
Rong Li doesn¡¯t want to care about his life or death, they are not familiar with each other, they are still love rivals, they
He turned around and chased after her.
"Mr. Rong." Xiao Ji's assistant called him from behind.
Rong Li looked irritated: "Your artist is going to seek death."
The assistant shook his head and said with red eyes: "The police just called and said that Brother Xiao's adoptive mother committed a murder."
Rong Li guessed: "Wang Qiusheng?"
The assistant nodded.
Wang Qiu was alive and dead. Chen Weiqing stabbed him fourteen times in total.
The time of death of Wang Qiusheng was 10 am.
At 8:28 in the morning, the police came to take notes on Wang Qiusheng.
At 8:43, Wang Qiusheng met with Rong Li.
At 8:56, Chen Weiqing came to see Wang Qiusheng.
"What are you here for?"
Chen Weiqing walked forward, put her hands on her sides, and asked, "When did it start?"
Wang Qiusheng raised his chin and mocked arrogantly: "You asked me about the people you sent yourself?"
?That is, from the very beginning.
With her nails digging into the flesh of her palms, Chen Weiqing's eyes were bloodshot and she stared at Wang Qiusheng, wishing to tear him to pieces: "If I knew you were a beast, I wouldn't"
It¡¯s all her fault.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: She only saw the Xiao family, her husband and youngest son, only saw Ah Ji's glamor, and only saw the high salary and endorsement fees.
"What will it take for you to let Ah Ji go?"
Wang Qiusheng smiled: "Let him go? I almost died in the fire, and you want me to let him go with just one sentence?" He drew a contemptuous tone and sneered, "Mrs. Xiao, you are not that big-faced."
At that time, Wang Qiusheng was still the assistant of Chen Weiqing's agent. Later, Chen Weiqing passed away. Wang Qiusheng climbed up step by step, stepping on Ah Ji into the mud step by step.
Chen Weiqing endured her hatred and bent one leg.
"Don't kneel." Wang Qiusheng interrupted with a disdainful tone, "How much are your knees worth?"
To him, dignity is the least valuable thing.
¡°You can have a video if you want,¡± he offered, ¡°50 million.¡±
Chen Weiqing's kneeling movements froze. She raised her head and looked sideways.
"Over the years, Ah Ji has been raising the lintel of your Xiao family. You have squeezed a lot of blood from him and used 50 million to fish for him." Wang Qiusheng held his hands proudly, "It's not too much."
¡°It¡¯s not too much, it¡¯s only 50 million, but it¡¯s not in vain. Anyway, he can copy a hundred or a thousand copies of the video.
The Xiao family is just empty-handed, how can Chen Weiqing get so much money: "Give me some time, I will raise money."
Wang Qiusheng smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. You still have to have some conscience towards your own son."
As soon as Chen Weiqing came out of Wang Qiusheng's ward, her husband Xiao Zhennan called.
"Where are you?"
"in hospital."
Xiao Zhennan said in an unhappy tone: "Why are you still in the hospital? Aziz brought his girlfriend here, please come back quickly."
Chen Weiqing, who had been mentally and emotionally tense for a long time, couldn't help it anymore and shouted in a broken voice: "Aqi, Aqi, will always be Aqi. I want to buy a house for Aqi, buy a car for Aqi, and drive a car for Aqi." Company, what about Ah Ji? Where is Ah Ji!"
Chen Weiqing has been cowardly for half her life. Her husband is her heaven and her youngest son is her earth.
For the first time, she yelled at her husband regardless, venting her dissatisfaction and regret: "Since you don't like Ah Ji, why did you agree to my adoption in the first place? Why did you allow me to take him back to Xiao's house?" She held her hand on the wall. , his hands were trembling, "If I didn't take Ah Ji back to Xiao's house, he wouldn't, wouldn't"
"If you don't come back, you won't come back," Xiao Zhennan was dissatisfied, "Why are you crying!"
Chen Weiqing squatted on the ground, covering her mouth and crying regardless of her appearance.
Xiao Zhennan was tired of her crying: "Okay." His tone softened, "Stop crying, we can't discuss anything."
She sobbed and said, "Wang Qiusheng wants money."
"How much does he want?"
"Fifty million."
There was silence for a long time: "I'll find a way."
Chen Weiqing is still crying.
Xiao Zhennan was impatient: "I asked you to stop crying."
" Xiao Zhennan doesn't like Xiao Ji, and he is not a good husband. He has a bad temper, machismo, and selfishness.
But he doesn¡¯t like Chen Weiqing crying and hates her crying. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Shivering, "If I didn't take Ah Ji back to Xiao's house, he wouldn't, wouldn't"
"If you don't come back, you won't come back," Xiao Zhennan was dissatisfied, "Why are you crying!"
Chen Weiqing squatted on the ground, covering her mouth and crying regardless of her appearance.
Xiao Zhennan was tired of her crying: "Okay." His tone softened, "Stop crying, we can't discuss anything."
She sobbed and said, "Wang Qiusheng wants money."
"How much does he want?"
"Fifty million."
There was silence for a long time: "I'll find a way."
Chen Weiqing is still crying.
Xiao Zhennan was impatient: "I asked you to stop crying."
" Xiao Zhennan doesn't like Xiao Ji, and he is not a good husband. He has a bad temper, machismo, and selfishness.
But he doesn¡¯t like Chen Weiqing crying and hates her crying. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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