Be in low spirits

Zhao Yanxin sat in the office listening to the female secretary beside him reporting on her work.

"When will Xiao Zhou be back?" He didn't listen to the female secretary's report at all. Xiao Zhou went to the underground casino in the southern suburbs to cause trouble, and he should be back soon.

"Mr. Zhou said he would be back at the company around 11:20, which is still half an hour away." The secretary's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Zhao Yanxin raised his head and glanced at her, "What conditions did your second uncle give you?"

After hearing this, the secretary was so scared that he knelt down and explained tremblingly: "Mr. Zhao, I didn't promise anything. He did come to me, but I really didn't promise anything. Please believe me!" He even started crying as he spoke.

"Why are you panicking?" Zhao Yanxin pushed the chair, stood up and walked to the secretary. He pinched her chin with his hand, looked at her pitiful crying face, and raised the corners of his lips with ill intent.

"Mr. Zhao, I didn't tell him anything." The secretary didn't dare to move, but just looked up at the person in front of her.

Zhao Yanxin shook her chin, walked over to the stool and sat down, turned the chair around, opened his thighs, and said, "Sit on it yourself."

The secretary walked up to him tremblingly, lifted her skirt and sat down, and then a few gasps were heard from the office.

Zhou Yaming returned to the company and saw that the door of the general manager's office was closed. He could only sit in the secretary's office and wait. After the secretary came out, he walked in directly.

"Mr. Zhao, the casino in the southern suburbs has been targeted by the police. We have arrested a gambler. What do you think we should do?" Because the police were there, they did not dare to cause trouble. They just arrested a gambler and made other arrangements.

"The police have targeted our casino so quickly?" He had not expected this. It seemed that his second uncle would be finished sooner or later even without his intervention.

"Yes, the police station in the southern suburbs went there today, drove everyone away, and arrested a few dealers." Zhou Yaming also found it strange. Changshi had just arrested a lot of people, and the police would not pay attention to them.

"Do you think it could be Fu Yan?" He zipped up his pants and turned the chair around to face him.

"He doesn't have any real power. I don't think he can do anything. The police just arrested a few dealers. It seems like it was arranged by the chief judge."

"Second Uncle? Giving up the big to protect the small? That's not his style. If we kick him out, how long do you think it will take us to recover the casino's profits?"

"Mr. Zhao, kicking him out might be a risky move. You have to think it through. It will take two to three years for the returns to come back." He stretched his neck, thinking that the liquidation of Cheung Kong should not be a surprise.

"Now is a good time. Think about it, the police are all paying attention to Changshi, and we don't know when grandpa will wake up. If we don't let anything happen to my second uncle, it would be a waste of such good time." He looked at the time and it was time to eat.

"Then what do you think of the gambler?"

"Keep it, it's useful. By the way, get rid of it." He pointed to the secretary at the door and said.

"Okay." Zhou Yaming also stood up and went out.

Zhao Zhiting was not annoyed when he received the news that the Nanjiao Casino was surrounded by police. He just scrolled through his phone and laughed out loud from time to time.

"How many did you catch?" he asked.

"Eleven." The subordinate replied.

"Ah."

The men closed the door and left. In the dim room, only his cell phone was lit, which made his face look a little strange. He dialed the number and said to the person on the phone, "Mr. Fu, the casino in the southern suburbs has been shut down. Can you say a few good words to the old man?"

"I'm confident that Mr. Zhiting will be able to handle the matter." After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan called Abao and asked him to book a flight to Thailand for the next day.

The old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his cane standing beside him. The doctor was kneeling on one knee to measure his blood pressure. Fu Yan stood respectfully opposite him waiting.

The doctor took the blood pressure, said something to the nurse, and left. The old man picked up his cane and asked as he walked, "Will Zhao Laoer's money go to the stock market?"

"Yes." Fu Yan hurried forward to support him.

"I heard that Qiqi was kidnapped some time ago?" The old man was not in good health, but his voice was very loud and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"I checked and found out that the Zhao family did it, so what do you think of this money?"

"Then let the Liu family take charge and see if both sides can suffer losses." The old man sat down at the dinner table, and the nurse picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks and put it into his bowl.

After hearing this, Fu Yan nodded and winked at A Bao behind him, and A Bao retreated.

After returning to China, Fu Yan sent a WeChat message to Kong Zhixi, asking Li Li to meet him at the teahouse. When he arrived at the teahouse, he was still alone, without bodyguards or a car. He changed to a private room. This time Li Li did not come. It was Kong Zhixi who met him. He gave her the stock code and asked the people above to keep a close eye on this stock.

She asked, "Is this stock related to the disappearance of the girl a few days ago?"

"Not at the moment." He glanced at the time and it was almost time to leave. After hesitating for a few minutes, he took out some cash and put it on the table. He walked a few steps, then turned back to pack up the pastries in the private room and said, "Well, Qiqi likes it very much. Ask his parents to give him a discount next time."

When I got home that night, I checked the stock and found nothing wrong with it. Mother Li knocked on the door and asked cautiously, "Xixi, we are calculating the accounts of the teahouse, do you want to come and see?"

"I don't understand either. Doesn't Yiran have an accountant there?" She didn't know much about the accounts.

"You don't need to understand. Just look at how much money you have earned. I will give you the money for safekeeping. Come." She invited her to sit in the living room.

Father Li was wearing glasses and pointing at the data on the computer while talking to the two people. Li Li pushed the door open and looked at the three people and said, "Mom, is there anything to eat? I haven't eaten yet."

"Hey, don't eat yet. Come and see, mom and the others have made money." Kong Zhixi pulled him to sit in front of the computer. Li Li hugged her and kissed her, then asked in a sweet voice, "Have you missed me after so long?" He had some beard on his face, which pricked her face a little.

"Oh!" She frowned and scolded. Father and Mother Li were no longer surprised. The young couple only saw each other a few times a month, and the son would stick to his wife every time he came home.

"The money you earn must be kept by Xixi. Use the money to buy a new house. You haven't been home for ten days or half a month. You don't even want a home anymore." Father Li seemed a little unhappy.

"Dad, isn't he investigating a case? Don't blame him." Kong Zhixi thought about the stocks Fu Yan mentioned, and also wanted to know where the case was going.

Li's mother also comforted Li's father, "The child hasn't eaten yet, why are you saying this."

"How about we go out for something to eat? Dad is tired from cooking today."

"it is good."

The two of them sat in the food stall, and Kong Zhixi asked, "Why didn't you go to see Fu Yan today?"

"Ah, there was an operation today, and I didn't have time to tell you. What did he say?"

"He gave me a stock code and said he wanted to check it out."

"Well. How much money did my parents earn? They could actually buy a house?" He was not in a hurry to talk about the case.

"I was asked to look at the accounts, but I couldn't understand them either."

"How about putting your name on the property title? I'll pay the mortgage. If anything happens to me, you'll still have some money..."

"Why are you talking about this again? Have you done something to let me down?"

"No, then you didn't want my salary card, and you didn't let me buy a house. I'm not afraid that something will really happen, you..."

"Then why don't you just make sure you're safe?"

"Can't you be like other women who want my money or my body? You don't want anything. I feel very insecure."

"Another woman? What woman? Did you give the money or the person to another woman?"

"No...no, I was just making an analogy. You...look at you, where did I get any woman?" He licked his lips nervously, becoming more and more nervous as he spoke.

"Just investigate the case thoroughly and make sure everyone is safe. If you really like someone else, tell me in advance and I won't bother you." The porridge in the bowl was cold and ready to drink.

"I was wrong. I won't say it again. I promise to return home safely." He stretched out his right hand and swore.

"Mrs. Zhang from the area comes to the police station every week to ask about her daughter's disappearance. Have you found out anything?"

"No, there's no life left and no body found." He had almost finished eating and was ready to pay the bill and go home.