Regardless of grievances, it is impossible for Li Weimin to let Wei Changchun live because of the things Wei Changchun did.

Wei Changchun was not alone either, he was accompanied by Cao Guangrui on the road, and he was also accompanied by someone after his death.

"so serious."

Death shocked Huang Cuiling, and her face darkened a little bit: "It's because he can't live because of what he did, or someone doesn't want him to live."

"No difference."

Jia Zhengyi didn't explain it either, but with Huang Cuiling's scheming and wisdom, he could guess the reason.

"There seems to be a difference."

Muttering a few words, Huang Cuiling didn't say anything, she turned her head and looked out of the car window: "Having two wives is enough for him, and if he dies, he will be at ease, a good result."

"If you want to cry, don't hold back, I won't laugh at you..."

"It's not worth crying over him."

Interrupting Jia Zhengyi, Huang Cuiling didn't have time to shed tears, and turned her head with a forced smile: "I invite you to drink, do you want to show your face?"

"I have an appointment."

Chen Li's pigeons can no longer be released, and Jia Zhengyi also understands that this may be a chance for white pigeons.

"I have a sweetheart."

Huang Cuiling chuckled, hiding the disappointment in her eyes: "It's not that you don't pay back the favor, but that you didn't agree. There won't be such a chance next time."

"Maybe there is still a chance."

Jia Zhengyi smiled and turned the car into the alley of Huang Cuiling's house: "Now, it's not suitable for you to indulge and buy drunk. If you really want to drink, just drink at home alone. Put the money away and lock the door. As for the child, I think the family will not be hungry. with them."

"Do you really care, or do you want to find opportunities for the future?"

Huang Cuiling boldly stretched out her jade finger, and lifted Jia Zhengyi's chin: "The guy who is not dead, obviously has a face full of peach blossoms, but why doesn't he love girls, but miss other people's wives, you Cao Cao?"

"You're a little irrational."

Jia Zhengyi didn't turn his head away, and stared straight at Huang Cuiling: "I can miss the appointment, but you can't regret it. As you said, my face full of peach blossoms can be easily forgiven by the girl."

"Your breathing is disordered, it seems that you really have no concentration, but your rationality is far beyond ordinary people."

With a hook of her finger, Huang Cuiling let go of Jia Zhengyi, pushed open the car door, and moved her butt down: "When you are with your little girlfriend, don't think about me in your mind, it will easily damage your tall and mighty image."

"That won't be the case. Contrary to what you think, it's possible."

When he met his opponent, Jia Zhengyi replied a few words, turned the steering wheel, reversed the car and left.

"This damn rationality!"

Really left, Huang Cuiling smiled, the smile is very thought-provoking.

At the same time, he also became very curious about Jia Zhengyi.

Huang Cuiling knew that Wei Changchun was just a rotten ghost, while Jia Zhengyi was an extremely shrewd and rational person.

Because of a rotten ghost, and a woman who wants to give up and can become a stranger at any time, he is so thoughtful and caring, just for a yard?

To be honest, Huang Cuiling didn't believe it.

Even for the yard, he can drag himself into the water and get it at a lower price.

For womanizing?

It's even more impossible. If it were true, he wouldn't leave.

What is it for?

why?

If she could keep Jia Zhengyi, she would definitely tell her, in order to avenge Wei Changchun.

Of course, this hatred will wait until he is dead.

And the people targeted are not just Li Weimin or Zhou Qingnian.

It was Yang Fengshuo who went to study.

The director of the personnel department, Li Weimin, who just became the deputy director of the factory, cannot be appointed or dismissed.

At that time, it was Yang Fengshuo who covered the sky with one hand in the rolling mill.

Also, Wei Changchun used his wife to design Li Weimin, is it really because he wants to be in power?

Thinking about it now, it's really suspicious.

After all, at that time, Li Weimin's position as deputy factory director had just been hit on the ass, and he had no prestige, let alone influence.

If it was Yang Fengshuo who promised Wei Changchun the position of director in advance and asked him to design Li Weimin and grasp a clue, the explanation would be clear.

As for the death of Wei Changchun's wife, it was really an accident.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense for Wei Changchun to become a rotten ghost.

Of course, all of this is just Jia Zhengyi's speculation.

Whether it is true or not depends on whether Wei Changchun will speak to Cao Guoan before he dies.

Taking a step back, even if the deduction is wrong, Jia Zhengyi has nothing to lose.

Wei's house, and Huang Cuiling, this kind of compensation is worthy of this afternoon's hard work.

but……

Jia Zhengyi would rather not have these, but also want his deduction to be correct.

Because Yang Fengshuo came back from studying, it was impossible to stand still, and promotion was inevitable.

"Don't let me down!"

After muttering something, Jia Zhengyi stood in the way, slammed on the accelerator, and headed towards the rolling mill.

Chapter 184 Excuse me, are you moral?

Rolling mill.

Jia Zhengyi came, holding a bottle of red wine, some fruits and cooked beef...

Red wine again?

Isn't there a bottle in the office?

There is indeed a bottle, but I want to use Chen Li's words, how can a bottle be enough, if you don't drink her drunk, how can you open your heart and mouth.

thump thump~!

Humming a ditty, Jia Zhengyi went all the way up to the second floor. Before he entered the office, Cao Guoan, who was at the opposite door, opened the door nervously and waved wildly at him.

Could it be because of Liu Fang?

Jia Zhengyi walked over calmly: "You didn't leave after get off work, why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's a big deal."

Inviting Jia Zhengyi to enter, Cao Guoan was slightly taken aback when he saw the red wine and food in his hand: "Brother Jia, what is this?"

"I have an appointment with Chen Li, let's talk in the office."

Jia Zhengyi didn't hide anything, put the wine and food on the table, and sat down on the sofa with his legs crossed: "I have something to do here, so hurry up and talk about it."

"Li Weimin is about to make a move."

In a low voice, Cao Guoan sat beside Jia Zhengyi: "When we were about to get off work, Li Weimin came and hinted to me that he would attack Cao Guangrui tomorrow..."

"It's not surprising. Tomorrow will be closed. Many people in the security department will not be there. There are fewer people and the risk of exposure is small..."

While talking, Jia Zhengyi realized that it was not that simple.

Because it was tacit understanding that Li Weimin would attack Cao Guangrui, Cao Guoan wouldn't be so nervous.

"Is there something else going on here, or did Li Weimin ask you to do it?"

Apart from these two possibilities, Jia Zhengyi can't think of anything else for the time being.

"Li Weimin doesn't trust me, there's something else going on here."

After hesitating for a moment, Cao Guoan looked at Jia Zhengyi and explained, "I'm worried. It's Li Weimin who wanted to kill Wei Changchun together. Even Huang Youcai and Wu Daozhong, who should be on duty tomorrow, were also put on leave by Li Weimin."

"There is no one in the security department."

It can't be said that there is no one, there are only a few officers left, but they are not the slightest threat to Li Weimin.

"Who said it wasn't."

Li Weimin was careful, which made Cao Guoan a little uneasy, and he looked over with a little anxiety: "Brother Jia? You said that Li Weimin is suspicious of us?"

"For me, he didn't trust me a long time ago, but for you, he hasn't reached this point yet."

After analyzing, Jia Zhengyi suddenly grinned: "Old Cao, you have to work hard tonight, and in the middle of the night, you go quietly to Wei Changchun, don't say when Li Weimin will do it, just say you want him to die, ask if there is any What last words, or no face to see anyone after death."

"Brother Jia, what is this?"

Cao Guoan was a little unclear, so Wei Changchun was a rotten ghost, so even if you asked him his last words, he didn't have to be so careful.

"Do as I say, there will be surprises."

Jia Zhengyi didn't explain anything, picked up the red wine and food, and patted Cao Guoan on the shoulder: "The death of Wei Changchun's wife was not as simple as you saw..."

"What?"

Cao Guoan stood up suddenly, watching Jia Zhengyi open the door and leave, his expression kept changing.

There are surprises, surprises, and more fears.

Regardless of whether Wei Changchun's wife's death had hidden secrets or not, it was a bit scary to say these words from Jia Zhengyi's mouth.

Because at that time, Jia Zhengyi was still in the army, even fighting in a foreign country.

It has only been a few months, and it seems that the eyes of the sky have been opened, and he can know the past and the future. Is it because his brain is too strong, or his connections are scary.

Or, all over the rolling mill, even the main factory, all over his eyes?

Thinking of this, Cao Guoan broke into a cold sweat.

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