Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 315 Did Your Excellency Tell You——

Fu Xiting has never been a kind person, let alone they are tearing their skins apart now.

Fu Xiting's current methods are very strict in all aspects, and outsiders can't get in at all, and the vice presidents of Dongting Group are more loyal than each other.

Su Xin wore an expensive nightgown, and her hair exuded the delicacy of the first lady.

Taking the suit jacket from Meng Qian's hand: "The Meng family is encountering difficulties now. If Fu Xiting can't solve it, I'm afraid we won't be the next one."

"I know this, I don't need you to say it."

"I'm worried too."

"The things you are worried about are also the things I am worried about. How are you doing with the things you are asked to do?" Meng Qian picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"It's all arranged."

"Remember to be absolutely foolproof. With Fu Xiting's personality, if anything goes wrong, he will definitely overthrow us."

"Don't worry about what I do." Su Xin comforted Meng Qian softly.

Meng Qianen said, and took the pajamas Su Xin had found to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

That night, Zhou Wentang just got off work.

Walking to the eaves of Meng's house, I heard a guard muttering from a distance.

"Why did the chief of guard die?"

"It is said that he was hacked in Southeast Asia."

"The people who came back were all scattered by Your Excellency. They were originally part of a team, but now they are all scattered around. No one knows the truth."

"It's strange, I heard that Lin Bu also—"

"Why did the people brought by Mr. Fu come back safe and sound?"

"At that time, I heard from them that Fu Dong had a conflict with the chief of the guard in order to protect a vice president in his hand.

"Director Fu is really kind to people. Fang Chi has followed Director Fu for so many years since he left here."

"In the past, we met Mr. Fu when we were on a mission abroad. If anything happened, Mr. Fu would definitely protect us."

"In foreign countries, he only looks at nationality."

As the midnight wind blew past, Zhou Wentang watched the hibiscus flowers bloom in the yard, which was beautiful under the moonlight.

"It's the same with Jiang Juan in the past. When she is outside, she only depends on her nationality. If anything happens, as long as you are from country Z, she will protect you unconditionally."

Those who are at the bottom are the ones who can see who is good and who is bad.

Zhou Wentang thought of Jiang Fu during the chat among the group of people.

Some people say that Jiang Yi is Jiang Fu, how could such a scheming person as Meng Qian let go of this news.

Long before the news of Lin Qinghe came out, he had already started to investigate from all sides.

It's just - it hasn't been found.

The life of the daughter of the Jiang family these years is really innocent.

Her life was without any disturbances before she met Fu Xiting.

Jiang Fu?

The possibility is almost non-existent.

Zhou Wentang expected Jiang Fu to be Jiang Fu.

If yes, great.

However, it's a pity.

He took the cigarette case out of his pocket.

While moving forward, he lit a cigarette with his hands.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Wentang attended Lin Qinghe's funeral.

And his appearance is naturally to convey condolences on behalf of Your Excellency.

The Lin family still cried when they saw Zhou Wentang.

"Tezhu Zhou, you must seek justice for us!"

Zhou Wentang was very frightened by Mrs. Lin's action, and quickly reached out to help the person kneeling in front of him up: "Old lady, get up quickly, I can't bear it."

"My son died in a foreign country. Zhou Tezhu must help us decide! My son is dedicated and dedicated to serving the country. Now that he is being treated so unfairly, my heart aches. Zhou Tezhu must help us. "

The old lady knelt on the ground and cried.

All the guests in the funeral home looked at the scene in front of them, not knowing whether to move forward or back.

As a national public servant, he went out to negotiate such a sensitive case. It was hard to say that since he took over this task, it proved that half of his head had been detached from his neck.

But compared to these, Mrs. Lin cared more about her son's death, and had always been brooding over his son's death.

Zhou Wentang apologetically helped the old lady up: "Madam, I am also deeply saddened."

"This is obviously a man-made and premeditated injury. It is absolutely impossible for my son to die on duty. Someone must have done something. It was Fu Xiting. Why did everyone get hurt, but the person Fu Xiting brought back came back intact? Is it? It must be because Fu Xiting has a problem with my son that this happened."

As soon as Mrs. Lin's call came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and even Zhou Wentang was startled: "Old lady, Director Fu was also seriously injured."

If someone else wants to seize Fu Xiting's lifeblood at this time, he will definitely ask Mrs. Lin what she knows.

But at this time, he habitually defended Fu Xiting.

"he----,"

"Mom, the laws of heaven and justice are in the hearts of the people. What's the use of embarrassing Tezhu Zhou?" The Lin family seemed to see the clues, and quickly interrupted what the old lady wanted to say.

If this matter was really related to Fu Xiting, Zhou Wentang would definitely ask, but he didn't, not only did he not, but he also defended Fu Xiting, which represented everything.

represents everything.

Naturally, it is impossible for the Lin family to ask the old lady to say anything.

What Zhou Wentang didn't know was that his words represented his own selfishness.

Subconsciously, he didn't want Meng Qian to continue fighting Fu Xiting.

"What did Mrs. Lin's words mean just now? Fu Dong participated in it?"

"How could Chairman Fu attend Southeast Asia if he didn't participate in it?"

"Didn't you realize that the previous cases like this were all resolved internally? No matter how powerful Mr. Fu is, he is still just a businessman."

"Jiang judge used to solve it, but isn't there no talent now? Didn't you hear what they said? The negotiation institute is about to collapse. If it wasn't for the public, who would give her face? Zhao Ying is still a bit close, If it's really powerful, how can you not take on this burden?"

"Old Madam Lin probably knew about Zhao Zhen and the others teaming up to kill Jiang Fu, so she wanted to pour out the dirty water now."

"What's this called? It's not that the time has not arrived."

"All the people who went to Southeast Asia to negotiate were public officials, except Fu Dong. The old lady probably saw her son died and wanted to drag her down."

"Is she crazy? Who is not good to pull Fu Dong? The Lin family is now at the end of its strength, can it stand the old lady's toss?"

"So! They took the old lady away. Listen to Zhou Wentang's words just now. You didn't hold on to the old lady's words to inquire, but directly argued for Fu Dong. What does that mean?"

"Too,"

In the crowd, the voices of everyone chatting with each other reached the ears of the Lin family.

Zhou Wentang watched as the old lady was helped away.

"I made Secretary Zhou laugh." Chen Zhi looked at Zhou Wentang and apologized in due course.

Zhou Wentang responded slightly: "It's not a problem."

"The old lady likes this son the most. Now that a white-haired man is giving away a black-haired man, I can't accept it for a while."

"Madam Lin doesn't need to explain, I understand."

"I'll put a stick of incense on Lin Bu and leave."

Chen Zhi called for someone to burn incense.

I just received the incense from the funeral home, and before I started, I heard whining from the back of the mourning hall, and the freezer where the corpse was stored was kicked and banged.

The people who were standing around instantly gathered to one side and leaned on each other.

Zhou Wentang's puzzled and surprised eyes also fell on Chen Zhi.

"Go and see."

Chen Zhi called out to the funeral home.

The latter is obedient and dare not move forward, are you afraid?

It must be scary.

I haven't encountered any fraudulent corpses for so many years. If I encounter it now, it would be a hell.

"Isn't this your job?"

"Our job is to deal with funeral affairs, not to exorcise ghosts. It's better for Mrs. Lin to ask her family to look at such things. It will be bad if there is a collision."

"You———" Chen Zhi looked around, looking for someone to find out, but found that everyone was cautiously hiding aside, and no one dared to step forward.

"Mrs. Lin, let's go and have a look!" Zhou Wentang became everyone's mouthpiece.

As soon as this sentence came out, the murmurs at the scene stopped instantly.

Chen Zhi was also afraid.

The marriage relationship between her and Lin Qinghe has already reached a freezing point. If it were not for the consideration of the face of adults and the interests of the two families, IU would have fallen apart a long time ago.

Now that everyone is dead and encoffined, there is a sudden noise in the coffin. If this is haunted, how terrifying it would be.

Chen Zhi moved forward step by step.

Standing next to the coffin, the closer you get, the greater the movement inside.

Chen Zhi stretched out his hand and carefully lifted the blanket.

Don't dare to bow your head.

When her hand landed on the freezer, it kicked louder.

"Mrs. Lin, take a look! Don't make people panic."

People around started urging.

Chen Zhi frowned and lowered his head to look at the ice coffin. When he saw it, he gasped.

The whole person backed away in panic.

On this day, Zhao Ying was stripped naked, her hands and feet were bound, her mouth was stuffed, and she was thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin.

When Chen Zhi looked down, he saw a female ghost lying naked on Lin Qinghe with disheveled hair.

And the female ghost's pale complexion was particularly frightening.

Chen Zhi's move made the people around scream and retreat.

"Isn't it really fraudulent? What's the matter, Mrs. Lin, you can say something, everyone is here to pay homage to Mr. Lin in good faith, don't make it so that everyone sees something bad."

"No, it's not a ghost."

Chen Zhi said tremblingly.

Zhou Wentang gasped when he heard this, and walked towards the ice coffin.

"Secretary Zhou, don't—"

Seeing this, the guard stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zhou Wentang raised his hand to stop the guard's movement: "No problem."

Walking to the side of the ice coffin, Zhou Wentang looked down, and what he saw was the naked Zhao Ying.

Although his reaction was not as strong as that of Chen Zhi's, he was more or less panicked seeing this situation.

Stabilizing the turmoil in his heart, Zhou Wentang looked back at the people in the hall: "Everyone should leave today! Everyone here except the Lin family can leave first."

Although everyone was curious, no one dared to stay after Zhou Wentang had spoken.

No matter what, you have to get out.

"Leadership of the funeral home stays."

The person who was about to turn around and leave was suddenly called out, and his heart trembled in shock.

"Open the coffin."

"This—we are afraid! Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Wentang seemed too lazy to respond to the other party's words, and glanced at the guard beside him, who directly took out his gun and pointed at his head: "Open the coffin or kill you, choose one, and you dare to refute the secretary-general's words?"

The two were trembling with fright, but they didn't dare to offend the powerful.

Standing tremblingly beside the coffin, he lowered his eyes and was about to forcefully push it away when he saw a naked person lying inside and fainted instantly.

It hit the floor with a bang.

Zhou Wentang closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and scolded angrily: "Trash."

He reached out to pick up the blanket on the ground and called the guards to push the coffin away.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly pulled out the person lying on Lin Qinghe's body.

The moment Zhao Ying was thrown on the ground, the blanket on her body was also covered.

Since ancient times, people have been taboo about such things.

Zhou Wentang found a knife and cut the rope in Zhao Ying's hand.

The moment Zhao Ying tore off the seal on her mouth, she cursed angrily: "Jiang Yi, I'm going to kill you."

"Jiang Yi brought you in?" Zhou Wentang squatted in front of Zhao Ying and looked at her coldly.

Zhao Ying trembled, closing her eyes to let down tears of hatred.

After half an hour.

Hotels near funeral parlors.

Zhao Ying sat in the room wrapped in a nightgown.

She lowered her eyes and covered her face with tears.

Zhou Wentang was wearing a suitable suit and sat across from her, holding a cigarette and looking at her: "You said that Jiang Yi threw you in."

"Yes," Zhao Ying responded with a sob.

"But the monitoring of the funeral parlor didn't see anyone coming in, and there was someone staying at the Lin family last night."

Zhou Wentang took a puff of his cigarette and lit some ash in the ashtray in front of him.

"What does Secretary Zhou mean? Do you think I'm lying?"

"Is it possible that I will lie in the coffin by myself?"

"Am I crazy?" Zhao Ying became more and more excited as she spoke, even her tone was crazy.

Gradually become uncontrollable.

"You said that Jiang Yi stripped you naked and threw you into the coffin, do you have evidence?"

"If it is framed, you should know the seriousness of the matter."

"Jiang Yi knew that Lin Qinghe and I had mentioned her matter before your Excellency. Last night she had someone tie me up in the Yu Garden, then pushed me into the pool, knocked me out, stripped me, and threw me into Lin Qinghe's bed." In the ice coffin."

Zhao Ying and Lin Qinghe mentioned Jiang Yi's matter before you, Zhou Wentang knew about it.

If this is true, it's fine.

If it is false, it is deceiving the king.

Lin Qinghe and Zhao Ying decided to take the risk of something that was not pleasing to both ends.

One is under the guise of wanting to survive, and the other is under the guise of wanting revenge.

Zhou Wentang didn't know for a while whether to say that the two were smart or that they were stupid.

He raised his hand, took a puff of cigarette, looked at Zhao Ying, and looked at her lips that were almost purple from the cold.

Shen Sheng said: "When Zhao Juan went to look for you, did you tell you that Fu Xiting is your nephew?"

Zhao Ying suddenly stopped crying.

Astonished eyes fell on Zhou Wentang, with disbelief and surprise: "What did you say?"

"Impossible," Zhao Yingmeng retorted.

The voice was shrill like a crowing old hen.

"If Fu Xiting is your nephew, why didn't you stop me when I mentioned this to you?"

If it is really a nephew, then this person is really terrible.

Watching her jump the beam like a clown.

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