Making Great Fortune Overnight

"Are you the girl of the Wangs?"

Song Zhongping looks at Wang Chen with a trace of contempt in his easygoing eyes. In his eyes, Wang Chen is a little girl who doesn't know much about him. The film:

"I remember that when I went to visit your father more than 10 years ago, you were still a little girl. You haven't seen him for so many years. Don't you know uncle song

It seems that Wang Zhongchen is not angry with any of his sons.

"Hello, I really don't remember when I was a kid, but I only know that your son is a suspect at the moment. I need to take him to the record now, please forgive me!" Wang Chen says that he is going to take Song Yi to record his confession.

"Oh, wait, what are you doing in such a hurry..."

At this time, song Zhongping showed a little dissatisfaction. Wang Chen was just like his sister said last night. He was one track minded and did not know how to be social and flexible.

Song Zhongping's head slightly deviates. The man standing behind him comes to Wang Chen. He is gentle and is the most capable lawyer under song Zhongping.

"Officer Wang, as far as I know, you only have the oral evidence of Cheng Meng, and there is no written evidence in black and white. There is no such statement in oral evidence in law. If you immediately let Cheng Meng tell us that our young master is suspected of employing murderers and murderers, it will be counted as a reluctance..." Said the lawyer.

"I'll call the colleague who looks after Cheng Meng now." Wang Chen takes out his mobile phone and calls the colleague who looks after Cheng Meng.

"Give Cheng Meng my mobile phone. I want to talk to him now!" Wang Chen said.

"Captain, not now, Cheng Meng finished the operation at 6 a.m., and now he is still under anesthesia." the voice of the police came from the mobile phone.

Hearing this, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel depressed and glared at Song Zhongping's lawyer.

"What about Cheng Meng?" Wang Chen asked again.

"According to the doctor, the situation is still good. The five guns in his body are not in the key position. All the bullets have been taken out at present. After a few days, Cheng Meng's mind will be clear. We can record his confession in the hospital." Said the police in the hospital.

"OK, that's it. You two will have a good look at Cheng Meng. If you have any situation, please report to me immediately!" With that, Wang Chen hung up his cell phone.

"Officer Wang, this is our bail for our young master. Now we are going to take our young master away. Do you have any questions?" Asked the lawyer with a smile.

In Wang Chen's opinion, the lawyer is deliberately challenging her. Wang Chen doesn't want to pay attention to him. He looks at Song Yi and says, "if you are a criminal, I will take you back to the police station with my own hands!"

"Good!"

Song Yi approaches Wang Chen with a smile. He whispers, "it depends on whether you have this ability. In addition, I would like to remind you not to forget what I once said. If you wronged me this time, I would let you pay for it."

after that, Song Yi looked at Wang Chen, and the winner laughed softly, as if laughing at Wang Morning's incompetence.

Song Zhongping takes Song Yi out of the police station.

He got on a Toyota Prado directly at the gate of the police station. Song Zhongping is from Chaozhong, so although he is rich, he can't drive millions of super luxury cars!

The lawyer said goodbye to song and his son and left on his own.

As soon as he got on the bus, song Zhongping's face became very gloomy, which was quite different from that in the police station. Song Yi, who was sitting in the front passenger's seat, was very upset and did not dare to open his mouth to speak to his father.

All the way speechless, song Zhongping drove into a high-end residential area in Pingchang district.

This community is not a luxury one in Yanjing. It belongs to the upper middle class. Officials like song Zhongping live in the right place. They don't show off their wealth and leave no words. At the same time, they don't pretend to be poor and live in the lowest end like some officials.

Entering the room, song Zhongping takes off the Zhongshan suit and hands it to the nanny standing at the door. He is wearing a blue shirt, which is totally different from the Zhongshan suit he is wearing outside.

"You come in with me!" Song Zhongping looks back and stares at him. Song Yi says that he walks into his study. Song Yi is said to jump out of his heart and follows him fearlessly.

Song Yi has just closed the door. He turns around, but he still hasn't responded to it.

"pa", his eyes are black, and he has been slapped heavily on his right face! Song Yi's ears are buzzing and his face is like hot pepper oil!

"Specially, I want you to be careful and careful. You want to ruin all my reputation, don't you?" Song Zhongping angrily stares at Song Yi and scolds.

Although he was calm at the police station, he was more flustered and worried than anyone else.

He was a senior official in the imperial court. Once his son was exposed and committed such a big crime as "employing murderers to kill people", his hard-working career would collapse overnight without any room for discussion.

"Dad, I'm sorry, this is my negligence. I promise I won't make the same mistake again..." Song Yi quickly admits his mistake to his father."If you make the same mistake again, I will kill you!" Song Zhongping said that his mouth was full of foam.

He sat on the swivel chair behind his desk and held his hair with his hand. His thick black hair was lifted up.

It turns out that song Zhongping was born with baldness. When he was 30 years old, his head became "Mediterranean". Song Zhongping simply shaved off all his hair. But after all, he was an official in the imperial court. Song Zhongping bought himself a wig. For many years, his closest colleagues did not know that he was actually bald.

From a Cuban iron box, he took out a cigar box and put it on the iron desk.

Song Zhongping takes out one, lights it and draws it. At this time, he needs nicotine to calm him down.

A breath of light blue smoke came out of his mouth, which relaxed his nerves for a while.

"There can't be any problems in this matter. Do you have any ideas on how to solve them?" Song Zhongping looks at Song Yi and asks him that he is no longer as excited as he was just now.

"Dad, don't worry, I can solve this problem!"

Song Yi was slightly relieved and said, "at present, Cheng Meng has information that is not good for me. Just let him shut up forever."

"Well, you can do it as soon as possible, and you must do it without fail." Song Zhongping explains that he is still quite at ease about Song Yi. However, the incident was so sudden that he could hardly respond to it. Therefore, song Zhongping was furious.

"Yes, I know," said Song Yi.

"In addition, there was clear news from the American Huaqing Gang yesterday. They agreed to my request that once we had a showdown with the Zhong family, they would send experts to help us defeat the Zhong family in one fell swoop," said Song Zhongping, thinking about the phone call he had made with Tianya, the leader of Huaqing Gang, yesterday.

Song Zhongping has been planning to completely and thoroughly seize the underground world of Yanjing and even North China from the Zhong family. He has never fought an uncertain battle. Over the past few years, the underground forces controlled by the Song family have been developing indecently. Until the last two years, song Zhongping felt that the opportunity had come for the Song family to replace the Zhong family.

Song Zhongping began to communicate with the Huaqing gang in the United States, who had been in contact with them several months ago, and asked them to help him with his actions. The attitude of the Huaqing gang was always vague. Song Zhongping knew that the Huaqing Gang needed to assess the strength of the Song family.

Yesterday, when he called again the chief of the Huaqing Gang, Zhan Wuyuan, he finally got the reply he wanted. Zhan Wuyuan made it clear that he supported the Song family in seizing the underground world of Yanjing and North China. Once the Song family wanted to have a decisive battle with the Zhong family, the Huaqing Gang would provide the strongest assistance.

"The Huaqing Gang agreed. That's great!" Song Yi also exclaimed in surprise. He knew that his father had been communicating with Huaqing gang.

"You should deal with this matter first, and then go to Zhong's house and negotiate with Zhong Jiuzhen immediately! Just tell him what I told you before Song Zhongping smokes his cigar and thinks about the scene of the negotiation between Song Yi and Zhong Jiuzhen at that time.

"Dad, is it too urgent?" Song Yi asked a little confused.

"Urgent?"

Song Zhongping looks at Song Yi, and is slightly dissatisfied with his query: "I always teach you that timing is a fleeting thing. At present, for our song family, our strength has also reached. In addition, with the support of the Huaqing Gang, this is the best time. When you miss it, you don't know when you can come back. To be a man, you have to be decisive. Do you know?"

"Yes, Dad, you're right. I'm too hesitant! As soon as I've solved Cheng Meng, I'll go to Zhong Jiuzhen for a showdown! " Song Yi said with a slight bow of his head.

"Well, you go out and think about your own business." Song Zhongping waves his hand to Song Yi, who quits the study.

The next day, at 6 o'clock in the morning, Cheng Meng lived in the Third Hospital of Yanjing Medical University.

Outside Cheng Meng's ward, there are two policemen sitting in row chairs. They lean against their backs and close their eyes. They guard Cheng Meng in the hospital. They can't sleep in bed, which makes them feel very tired. At the moment, they can promise to snore as long as they give them a pillow.

"Cheep, cheep, cheep..." A small cart came slowly.

"Stop!" When the cart passed in front of the two policemen, the two policemen woke up at the same time and looked at the person behind the trolley.

The trolley is made of stainless steel, with a height of about 1.3 meters. There is a blue garbage can, a green water bucket, a broom and a mop. This is a cleaning car. Pushing the cart is an old woman with wrinkled face and bent figure.

Hearing the two policemen's drinking, the old woman was startled and covered her chest with fear.

"Police comrade, I clean in the hospital. I come to clean every morning. If I can't finish cleaning this floor before 7 o'clock, the hospital will fire me!"

The old woman quickly explained to the two policemen, then looked at Cheng Meng's ward and said, "I heard that there is a murderer in front of me. I'm afraid of it. Comrade, if you say that this ward needs no cleaning, I can't get it. As long as you go to the hospital management office to help me, the old woman can tell the director that I can't deduct my salary.""Ah?" The two policemen looked at each other in awe of each other. If they went to the management, they got to the inpatient department and then went around a big circle. They didn't want to go.

"Well, grandma, you can go in and clean it. Don't worry. The man is still in a coma, and he still has handcuffs on his hand. It's impossible to hurt you. Go and clean it!" Said the policeman.

"OK, ah," she sighed. She pushed the cleaning car into Cheng Meng's ward. The two policemen leaned on the row chairs again and lifted their eyes.