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Chapter 252 Bribery

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    Meng Zitao smiled coldly: "Okay, why are you running away?"

    The young man¡¯s eyes were a little panicked, and he said: ¡°My legs are on me, so I can do whatever I have to do. Do you need to worry about it? Let me go quickly, or I will call the police!¡±

    Meng Zitao chuckled and said, "I'm curious, have you ever gone to school? Haven't you learned an idiom called thief shouts to catch a thief?"

    The young man kept struggling: "I don't understand what you are talking about, please let me go!"

    "Haha, didn't you just say you wanted to call the police? Why didn't you report it?" Meng Zitao said.

    The young man rolled his eyes and said, "How can I call the police if you grab me like this?"

    Meng Zitao loosened his grip and looked at the young man playfully: "Okay, can you call the police now?"

    The young man did not turn around and run away. Instead, he took out a folding knife from his pocket and quickly backed away while threatening Meng Zitao: "Boy, if you dare to come here, believe it or not, I will stab you to death!"

    "Why do you people like to use knives on me?"

    Seeing this, Meng Zitao felt a raging anger rising in his stomach. He moved his neck from side to side, and then, with lightning speed, he rushed towards the young man.

    Before the young man could react, Meng Zitao came to him, grabbed his hand holding the knife with his left hand, and punched the young man in the stomach with his right hand.

    This heavy punch turned the young man into a shrimp, and several mouthfuls of half-joked food spewed out of his mouth. The pain was so painful that he felt like he was still alive.

    "Umis he okay?" The old man would be a fool if he didn't realize that he had been deceived at this time. However, seeing the young man sweating profusely in pain, he couldn't help but ask.

    Meng Hongchang said: "Why do you care about this kind of person?"

    The old man said: "Aren't you afraid that it will be damaged? Are you also responsible?"

    "It will only hurt for a while, but I won't die."

    Meng Zitao laughed and scolded the young man: "Stand up, otherwise, believe it or not, I will punch you again."

    The young man stood up miserably, clutching his stomach.

    "Stand up straight for me!"

    The young man immediately stood up straight.

    Meng Zitao said: "Tell me, what is going on?"

    Just as the old man was about to speak, Meng Zitao waved his hand and said, "Old sir, don't talk about this, let him talk."

    Then, he shouted to the young man: "Speak quickly! If you don't say anything, next time it won't be your fists, but my feet."

    In order not to get beaten, the young man had to tell the whole story hesitantly.

    It turned out that the young man was a good friend of the old man¡¯s son Fu Hai. He learned from Fu Hai that there were some antiques hidden in the old man¡¯s house, some of which were even worth tens or even millions. This made him very excited, but he had no chance to get them.

    A few days ago, Fuhai was arrested for some things. The old man was very anxious. Although his son was usually a bastard, he was his son after all, so he couldn't do it without letting his son be thrown into jail.

    So, he wanted to sell one of the antiques at home in order to run his son as soon as possible.

    And the young people seized this opportunity and wanted to defraud the old man of his antiques.

    After hearing the whole story, Meng Zitao had a strange expression, because the Fuhai the young man was talking about was, not surprisingly, the one he caught a few days ago.

    "It's a coincidence, but these two are really good friends. They even use the same knives."

    Meng Zitao shook his head, but there was something he didn't quite understand, so he asked the old man: "Old sir, you shouldn't be brought to the door of our company by him, so you believe him, right?"

    The old man shook his head: "No way. When I went there, one of your staff members came out of the office and chatted with this guy for a while, and then told me that he was right, so I believed him.  .¡±

    "What! There is such a thing?" After Meng Hongchang was shocked, he became angry and shouted at the young man: "Speak! What is going on?"

    Seeing that the young man was muttering but not saying anything, Meng Zitao waved his hand: "Okay, don't ask. I'll take a look at the surveillance camera later and you'll know who it is, right?"

    Meng Hongchang said angrily: "This kind of person who ruins the reputation of the company must be dealt with seriously!"

    Meng Hongchang had just called the police and called the company¡¯s security personnel. As soon as he finished speaking, three security guards ran over.

    Meng Hongchangsp;After closing the door, Zhang Jingqiang slammed a book on the table to the ground and said angrily: "Madeh, you are so angry with me. Do you really think I, Zhang, am easy to bully?!"

    Meng Zitao persuaded Zhang Jingqiang to calm down, and then asked him what happened.

    Zhang Jingqiang said angrily: "That's the guy who cheated, do you know who else bought him?"

    Meng Zitao shook his head, and a name immediately flashed through his mind: "Is it Xi Zhengzhen?"

    Zhang Jingqiang was a little surprised when he heard this and asked, "How did you guess that?"

    Meng Zitao said: "Last year, didn't we ruin his contract for the association's auction? Since then, he has not taken any action. I have always found it strange. Xi Zhengzhen is a man who must retaliate. How could he let go so lightly? It seems that  When this happened, he bribed our employees to provide him with information."

    Zhang Jingqiang said angrily: "Yes! It's this despicable villain. Since he is in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me for being in the fifteenth grade!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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