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Chapter 414 The long night is over

The story of Zhong Hongjiao is very short.

Before Su Zhe funded this school, there were also charitable organizations.

(Note: This is a private charity organization in a parallel world. There is no hint. Please be merciful.)

"They said they had channels in the entertainment industry, selected some beautiful girls, taught us singing, dancing, makeup, gave us beautiful clothes, and told us we could become big stars."

Zhong Hongjiao's eyes were lost in memories, full of pain.

"I am the prettiest among them all. They said I have the potential to become a big star. I am so happy and have been working hard to practice according to their requirements. I don't have boy skills, but in order to practice dancing, I have to do stretching. I endured it.”

An Ling'er covered her mouth, knowing why Zhong Hongjiao gave her a very friendly and foreign feeling. It turned out that she had been trained in the entertainment industry.

Zhong Hongjiao suddenly burst into tears and could not continue talking, as if she had entered the darkest memories.

Su Zhe's vigilant expression softened. He handed her a piece of toilet paper and said in a soft tone:

"Everything is in the past. The past will no longer affect you, and those people will not be able to hurt you anymore..."

His voice constantly soothed Zhong Hongjiao's inner panic.

Don't forget, he has hypnotic ability. Although it can't be used to do bad things, it can be used as a psychiatrist with miraculous effects.

Her next description made An Ling'er grit her silver teeth angrily, anger burning in her heart. In turn, Su Zhe held her hand and comforted her silently.

What's a little shadow against the light?

Zhong Hongjiao still hesitated for a while, then slowly said:

Zhong Hongjiao was silent, her eyes red.

"You were worried that they would also be... so you used violence to coerce them into not practicing dance!"

An Linger asked again:

"But if you are hurt inside, you can't bully others! Being hurt is not a reason to hurt others."

Zhong Hongjiao lowered her head and whispered:

"Teacher An, I'm sorry."

"In the end, the person said that it would be better to practice dancing. There are many postures and it is very comfortable."

This is normal. Bullies are jealous of a beautiful female classmate and bully her. This is a common reason.

This male succubus is too versatile, right?

So Su Zhe didn't find it strange before, but now after listening to Zhong Hongjiao's story, he has another thought.

An Ling'er finally couldn't help crying, hugged Zhong Hongjiao and asked:

Su Zhe was silent.

Su Zhe asked:

"You were still young at that time, didn't you call the police?"

Su Zhe didn't want to break the hypnotic atmosphere, his tone was still very calm and indifferent, but full of extremely firm power:

"Zhong Hongjiao, since you have called me teacher, no matter who the other party is, I will seek justice for you."

But no matter who he is, he cannot tolerate this evil.

Zhong Hongjiao finally calmed down, and in a semi-hypnotic state, she recounted her experience in a calm tone:

"A group of us girls were brought to a party..."

Zhong Hong pursed her lips.

She burst into tears.

Su Zhe calmed down and asked:

"What kind of charity is it? Who are they?"

But she said fearfully:

"They told me that if I dared to call the police and the scandal spread, the school would no longer be funded and all the children would be out of school, and it would be all my fault."

She recalled:

Zhong Hongjiao is not an adult even now, let alone at that time.

But these experiences were not as harmful to Zhong Hongjiao as the last words.

At this moment, she saw the brilliance of Su Zhe's personality and suddenly made up her mind.

He knew that there must be a big shot behind this kind of thing.

An Ling'er put his arms around her even harder.

An Ling'er couldn't help but look at him, and suddenly understood why her depression was cured so quickly.

She didn't dare to tell the truth, so using violence became her only option.

Su Zhe looked at her, relied on his extraordinary memory to recall the person she bullied, and suddenly reacted:

"Silly boy, are you holding back for the sake of other children?"

Zhong Hongjiao still has doubts:

"Will I be retaliated against if I tell them?"

An Ling'er punched the table angrily.

Zhong Hongjiao collapsed all of a sudden, and even hypnosis couldn't stop her:

"I endured the severe pain, stretched my muscles, did the splits, and practiced dance hard every day, just to make him feel comfortable!"

Those words really didn't look like they were thought of by a child. They turned out to be her retelling the threats she had heard.

An Ling'er also understood:

Zhong Hongjiao's description is so specific and embarrassing that it cannot be recorded here.

An Ling'er heard the determination in his heart, looked at him blankly, suddenly stretched out her hand, interlocked with his fingers, and transferred her heat to him.

"I only know that others call him Mr. Cui, and that place is called the White House. The person who took us there was the Yi Zhi Charity Foundation."

"The classmates you bullied are all pretty, and they are still practicing dance. They are lessons left by the previous charity organization."

This was obviously deceiving Zhong Hongjiao, but Su Zhe suddenly understood why she suddenly said those words when he called the police.

Su Zhe suddenly realized and became furious:

"Ding Yizhi!"

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"Ding Yizhi, you did a good job. I didn't expect that Su Zhe was killed with just this one piece of information."

In the white house, Cui Yaokun shook his red wine glass and praised Ding Yizhi, who still had charm.

Ding Yizhi smiled and said:

"It's Mr. Cui who is planning the strategy."

Cui Yaokun was disappointed:

"I thought Su Zhe was so powerful. His previous counterattacks were like an antelope hanging its horns, knocking down the enemy silently. I didn't expect it was just luck."

Ding Yizhi continued to praise:

"How can you compare with Mr. Cui? Your family is the majority shareholder of Penguin, and it holds Su Zhe's job in its hands."

Cui Yaokun's expression turned gloomy when he mentioned penguins, but he didn't say anything and just smiled:

"Let us reveal the last big piece of information. Don't let Su Zhe have any hope of turning around."

"Okay! Master Cui!"

Cui Yaokun shook his head and sighed:

"Actually, I quite like Xiao Su. He is talented and upright. I like upright people. But I want to control the entertainment industry, and the Cui family wants to control the entertainment industry. Long Aotian and Mary Sue in his hands are the best Target."

He sighed deeply, as if lamenting that he had to do something to the person he admired, and suddenly became happy again:

"But it doesn't matter. The house has collapsed and I can't be a star. I can still work as a screenwriter behind the scenes. At worst, don't sign my name."

He seemed to regard himself as Su Zhe's confidant:

"You guys are all ignorant. You think Su Zhe is great because he has many fans. In fact, he is vulnerable. After the house collapses, his fans will be useless. On the contrary, his talent as a screenwriter is unparalleled and unique!"