It’s over, I’m surrounded by weirdos and players

Chapter 114: Don’t talk too much, or you may suffer retribution (4562 words)

In the office of the chairman of 888 Media Company.

"How's it going? Have you been caught?" Zhou Zhengan's face darkened and he stared at Zhou Ze and asked.

"I'm sorry, Father."

Zhou Ze lowered his head, his face expressionless.

Whether it was the mice that had sneaked into the laboratory in the past two days or Gu Tan who was taken away, he could not catch any of them.

"Useless guy." Zhou Zhengan snorted angrily.

"Give me some more time, I will definitely be able to do it," Zhou Ze whispered.

But Zhou Zhengan interrupted the rest of his words by saying "that's enough".

"I won't let these mouse droppings ruin the whole pot of porridge. Don't they like to hide? Don't they like to steal?"

"I hope they can hide it when they get vaccinated tomorrow."

Zhou Zhengan sneered, took out a watch from the drawer and threw it in front of Zhou Ze, "Tomorrow you have to keep an eye on everyone. No one can be missed."

“When everyone is vaccinated, it will be over.”

"Whether it's a mouse or a test subject, they will all be under my control."

"Yes, father." Zhou Ze reached out and picked up the watch on the table, which contained tomorrow's plans and personnel list.

Zhao Yifan's name was written on one of the pages.

Zhou Ze's eyes stayed on this line for more than ten seconds, and he pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to speak.

This silence was noticed by Zhou Zhengan. He raised his head and looked at the hesitating Zhou Ze in front of him and said, "Why, can't you be cruel?"

"Father, he can't be an obstacle to you. Now the whole company belongs to you, why can't you let him go." Zhou Ze didn't understand why after so many years, Zhou Zhengan still refused to let Zhao Yifan go.

"Aze, I gave you and him a chance." Zhou Zhengan stood up and walked to Zhou Ze, stretched out his hand and pressed hard on his son's left shoulder, "If he takes the medicine honestly, this vaccination will His name would not be on the list."

"But if you don't obey, he won't obey either. It's very troublesome for you as a father."

This sounded sincere.

It seems that Zhou Zhengan is really an elder who sincerely considers the younger generation, but is not considered.

But only Zhou Ze knew how cruel and ruthless the person in front of him was.

He will do anything to achieve his goals, even his own son.

"Why are you still blaming me?" Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't speak, Zhou Zhengan was not angry. He just raised his eyebrows and looked at his silent son and continued: "I know you and he grew up together and have a good relationship."

"But son, don't forget how Mrs. Zhao died."

"She was killed by the gift you gave her."

"Only you and I know this. What would happen if your best friend Zhao Yifan knew about it?"

"Will he still be friends with you?"

Zhou Zheng'an persuaded Zhou Ze earnestly. He hoped that his son would be more cruel and not always be bound by emotions.

He doesn't look like his son at all, but more like his old friend Zhao Dahai.

But what's the use of being like Zhao Dahai? In the end, he didn't end up with his family ruined.

None of the people I wanted to protect could do so.

"If you hadn't secretly tampered with the perfume I gave you, how could Aunt Zhao do it?" When Zhou Ze heard Zhou Zheng'an mention this matter, he was like a kitten with fried fur, and forcefully patted away the fallen one on his shoulder. Hands, eyes full of anger and resentment.

He had thought of Mother's Day countless times, of that warm smiling face and those gentle hands that had gently touched the top of his head.

Then everything dissipated in the memory along with the bottle of poisonous perfume sent out.

In fact, when Zhou Ze was very young, his mother passed away and his father was busy with work, so he was alone most of the time.

Later, a new neighbor moved next door, and he met Zhao Yifan, and then he truly felt the warmth of home in the Zhao family.

That was the first time Zhou Ze felt what a mother was.

But everything was ruined by Zhou Zhengan. For his ambition, he harmed Zhao Yifan's family and his own son.

To this day, Zhou Zhengan doesn't feel that he did anything wrong, and even used this as a threat to make Zhou Ze obey.

"Aze, don't look at me like that, I'm doing this for your own good."

Zhou Zhengan pretended to sigh sadly, "Why can't you understand your father's loving heart?"

"Loving father?" Zhou Ze looked at the person in front of him and felt funny.

"Of course." Zhou Zhengan sat on the sofa disapprovingly and made tea.

"Did I advise you before not to continue investigating?"

"It's you who refuses to listen and stubbornly wants an answer."

"I am your father, how could I not understand my son? The same blood flows in our bodies."

"So what if you know the truth, you can't do anything."

"I am your father, your only relative and support in this world, so you cannot expose this truth."

"And Zhao Yifan is your friend, your only true friend in this world, so you don't dare to tell him the truth."

"My poor son, knowing the consequences is so painful."

After Zhou Zhengan finished speaking, he took a sip of the hot tea in his hand, "I have always loved my son, how could I see him in such a situation. Do you think this is the heart of a loving father?"

Facing this sophistry, Zhou Ze felt his heart go cold.

He never knew why the kind and honest father in his memory became like this.

Was it because his memory was wrong, or because the man in front of him was pretending too well.

Zhou Ze didn't know, he only felt a deep powerlessness.

"Father, even if I beg you, let him live." Zhou Ze clenched his fists, suppressed all his anger and resentment, and begged Zhou Zheng'an, "For the sake of his son's face."

"Silly boy, why don't you understand yet." Zhou Zhengan put down the tea cup in his hand, "Secrets cannot stay secrets forever. I have always believed that only the dead can keep secrets."

"Because you are my son and will inherit everything from me in the future, so I am tolerant to you."

"This is already a concession made for your sake."

"Even if you are my son, you can't be so ungrateful."

Zhou Zhengan's face turned cold, his eyes full of warning, "It's just an injection, but it won't kill him. I need someone who can fully control it, not a time bomb."

"I know." Zhou Ze lowered his eyebrows, said nothing more, and walked quietly to the door.

As he walked out of the door, he heard Zhou Zhengan add another sentence, "Find a reason to shut Liu Jiaming's mouth and don't let him know about Gu Tan's absence."

"Yes, father." Zhou Ze responded and walked out of the office.

After the person left, there was a "click-click" sound in the white walls of the room.

A secret door was opened.

A man wearing a white mask came out.

"I can't believe that a person like you can actually raise such an emotional son." The man in the white mask slowly sat down opposite Zhou Zhengan, his tone full of ridicule, "Aren't you afraid that he will ruin your business?"

"Arcas, you also said that my son values ​​emotions." Zhou Zhengan poured a cup of tea, pushed it to the person in front of him, and continued: "I am his father, and he knows what he can and cannot do. "

"You are such a bad father." Arcas pushed away the hot tea in front of him. He didn't like bitter tea and only liked to drink sweet milk.

Zhou Zhengan laughed loudly, "Who gave me a good son? You can't envy him."

Speaking of this, he showed a trace of nostalgia on his face, "When he was three years old, he lost his mother. I was both a mother and a father to take care of him." "When I got older, my work became busier, and I could spend time with him at home. He didn't have much time. In thundering and raining weather, he huddled in a small ball by the wall, too scared to even cry loudly."

"Until I hurried back, he rushed into my arms, holding me tightly and calling me father in a low voice."

"Oh, he has grown so big in the blink of an eye." Zhou Zhengan shook his head and took another sip of tea. "We, father and son, have gone through the most difficult moments together. There is no way he will abandon me as his father."

He knew what Arcas meant, but he believed that his son would understand the right choice.

"In that case, I wish you success." Arcas didn't say anything more. Anyway, it was Zhou Zhengan's own business. They just had a cooperative relationship and didn't have much friendship. They couldn't worry about others.

He handed a golden liquid potion in his pocket to the table, "It's what you asked for. I hope we can continue to cooperate happily."

"Of course, it's an honor to work with Miracle."

Zhou Zhengan smiled and put away the potion, watching Arcas leave through the secret door.

After Zhou Ze left the chairman's office, he immediately returned to the laboratory and summoned several confidants into his office.

"There is no need to look for people any more, just withdraw them all."

"Assign a few good trackers to keep an eye on Gu Nanli and her department. If there is any trouble, report it immediately."

"Move people from the first and second teams to watch Zhao Yifan. One team is in the light and the other is in the dark."

"Team 6 continues to do what they are doing. The potion must be made at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Everyone else is keeping an eye on what's going on in the lab, especially as it relates to the vaccine."

"Report to me every half hour."

"As per the contents on the table, arrange a team of people to verify the situation. All actions tomorrow will be carried out according to my orders, regardless of other people's orders."

Zhou Ze gave several orders in succession. He didn't know whether his next choice was right or wrong, but Zhao Yifan was the only one left in the Zhao family and nothing could happen to him.

"Understood!" the subordinates replied in unison.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that they could go out.

In the end, everyone in the room except the leader of Team Six left.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Zhou Ze glanced at the leader of the sixth team indifferently.

This sight of oppression made the leader of the sixth team break into a cold sweat, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "Boss, the time given for that potion is too short, it really can't be made."

"What did you say?" Zhou Ze asked expressionlessly.

The leader of the sixth team shivered in fright and whispered: "Boss, we are really pressed for time. We will not achieve the effect you want."

"What are you talking about, speak louder." Zhou Ze's tone became colder and colder, and he looked at the leader of the sixth team with a look that was no different than looking at a dead person.

The leader of the sixth team couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the ground and cried loudly: "I can't do it, I really can't do it."

"Boss, you can't do it even if you kill ten of me."

Zhou Ze looked at the man in front of him with disgust. If he couldn't find anyone who knew medicine better than him, he would really want to throw him on the street.

"I won't kill you." Zhou Ze reached out and smashed a box of tissues on the table onto the head of the leader of the sixth team. "Stop howling and speak clearly. What can you do now?"

"Ouch." The leader of the six heads touched the smashed head, wiped the few tears that had fallen, looked at Zhou Ze carefully and said: "The current medicine can only be purified to 65%. It can only temporarily contain the power, but it cannot destroy the balance of power in the body. And it can only last for half an hour."

"Is it useful to increase the dose?" Zhou Ze proposed a new idea.

The leader of Team 6 shook his head, "It has nothing to do with the dosage, it's a matter of purity. The effect is only so limited."

Zhou Ze frowned and continued to ask, "Is there no other way?"

"Yes." The leader of the sixth team said with a troubled face: "If we can get another 100cc of fresh blood from Gu Tan, we can also purify it by %. Then it can barely have the effect of breaking the balance, and time can be further improved. Add half an hour.”

"Where do you want me to find someone for you now?" Zhou Ze rolled his eyes at the other party.

There is no difference between mentioning this method and not mentioning it.

"Think again!"

He knew time was running out.

The leader of the sixth team scratched his head in embarrassment, and after thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a new method, "Maybe Zhao Yifan's blood will work, but he said it would take at least 800CC to achieve the same effect."

"Do you want to die?"

800CC What is the difference between this and killing Zhao Yifan? His current physical condition is not very good.

When Zhou Ze heard this method, his whole body became angry. He looked at the leader of the sixth team with cold eyes. At this moment, he really had murderous intentions.

"No, no, no. Absolutely not. I was wrong, boss." The leader of the sixth team shook his head wildly, fearing that his boss would kill him in the next second.

Zhou Ze's cold gaze stayed on the leader of the sixth team for a while before looking away, "You make two at the current pace and have the materials ready. Gu Tan's blood, I'll think of a solution later."

"Okay, boss." The leader of the sixth team quickly agreed and exited the office, closing the door and humming without daring to stop for a moment.

A second later would be disrespect for his life.

It’s terrible to have a boss who is ruthless and capricious.

No matter how much money he is given next time, he will not work with such a boss, and his life will be shortened easily.

At the same time, Liu Jiaming's call came to Zhou Ze's office.

"Hello?" Zhou Ze's tone was cold, and he looked at the number displayed on the landline with a hint of disdain.

He really didn't want to answer the phone if he could.

Zhou Ze didn't like Liu Jiaming at all.

Not only because the opponent's ability is much worse than Gu Nanli's, but most importantly, his character is also average.

He likes to pursue power, values ​​interests and values, and discards them after using them. This is very consistent with his father.

"I would like to ask why this application was rejected." Liu Jiaming couldn't sit still as soon as he received the email. He hadn't seen Gu Tan for half a month.

It was clearly agreed before that he would see her once a week, but last week it was said that Gu Tan's health was unstable and he could not see her until next week.

Now I finally waited, but was rejected again.

The reason is still the same.

"The reasons are not very clear. You also know that seeds react differently in everyone's body."

Zhou Ze's explanation did not make Liu Jiaming feel at ease. Instead, it caused more uneasiness. It seemed that something unknown was happening quietly.

"If I don't go in, can't I just take a look at the door?"

"No, you also know that something happened in the laboratory recently, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering."

Zhou Ze immediately rejected Liu Jiaming's request.

"Where are the photos? Photos are okay, right?" Liu Jiaming continued to ask without giving up.

"Okay, I'll send it to you." Seeing this, Zhou Ze couldn't refuse anymore, otherwise it would really arouse suspicion.

He casually sent a photo he took two days ago to Liu Jiaming, and received a thank you from the other party.

Zhou Ze looked at this thank you and sneered, "If I had known earlier, why would I do it in the first place?"

His hand unconsciously touched Lin Yi's profile picture. After a moment of silence, he slowly typed a message, "Are you interested in making a deal?"

"Alas." Zhou Ze looked at the successfully sent message and sighed.

Before, he mockingly said that he was not qualified, but now he is rushing to find someone to trade with.

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