The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 111: The world is small, so small that it happens to be

"To be honest, I really don't believe you! If I do all these things for you, and then you achieve your goal and just leave, what should I do then? Sorry, I'm a businessman, and what a businessman values ​​most is profit..." Fu Chen said slowly.

"No, I will definitely do what I say!" Lin Fan promised solemnly.

"How about this, let's think of a compromise. When I find evidence to prove that I didn't hit the person, you have to hold a press conference to clarify Zi Xin's plagiarism. Only when Zi Xin's issue is resolved, I will have the energy to track down the real murderer!" Fu Chen said with great confidence.

Lin Fan knew that if he agreed, he would have no chance of staying in the design industry, because he would have violated the industry's taboo. Slandering others for plagiarism was much more serious than directly plagiarizing others, and he would be banned by the entire industry! However, he carefully weighed the pros and cons and felt that the truth was more important to him, so he nodded vigorously.

"That's settled then. Let's put the plagiarism incident aside for now and investigate what happened back then. Lin Fan, let's make a deal. For the next two days, no matter who's behind you, you don't have to bother with anything. Just be honest for two days. I'll definitely be able to give you the results of the investigation in two days at most." Before leaving, Fu Chen did not forget to repeatedly remind Lin Fan.

"Okay!" Lin Fan simply replied with one word. Fu Chen and Yan Zixin left, leaving Lin Fan alone, unable to suppress his grief, crying bitterly.

As soon as he came out, Fu Chen said to Yan Zixin: "Baby, I'm sorry, it seems that I have caused you trouble again this time and dragged you down!"

"Don't say that, Chen. These are just misunderstandings. There's no such thing as a burden or not. Although the senior's actions were a bit extreme, if he really went through all these things and was deceived by the truth for so many years and lived with hatred, it would be quite pitiful!" Yan Zixin said softly.

Fu Chen just smiled and didn't express any opinion. If he really wanted to say something, he could only say: What a trick of fate!

After Fu Chen sent Yan Zixin back, he immediately started investigating the matter of Lin Fan's father. He personally went to the police station in Nanqishan and asked the police chief to have a meal together.

At the dinner table, Fu Chen took out a small box, opened it and pushed it in front of the director, saying, "Director, this is just a small gift, I hope you don't mind it!"

The police chief was also a man of good judgment. On the surface, he pretended to be indifferent, but in fact, he had secretly glanced at the ten dazzling gold bricks in the box several times, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, look at you, you are so polite!"

The police chief closed the box and took it to himself as he spoke, but he was very tactful and said, "Boss Fu, if there is anything I can do for you, just tell me!"

"It's not a big deal. There was a car accident one night in Nanqi Mountain. The person who was hit was called Lin..." Fu Chen told the police chief the details of the incident, and finally said, "I want to know the road surveillance and the truth of the case..."

The police chief's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and he said with difficulty: "This... Mr. Fu, the higher-ups did give special instructions for that incident back then... This is really a bit difficult!"

"Chief, please calculate your current monthly salary plus other extra income, how much is it? Also calculate how old you are this year, and you will retire in a few years. Maybe I am a businessman, so I care more about profits. If it were me, I would not be the police chief, and I could even retire early, don't you think?" Fu Chen said while pointing to the box of gold bricks. This was obviously a hint to the police chief to think carefully about how to make a decision.

After all, the police chief was one of the smartest people in the world, so he naturally understood the deep meaning of Fu Chen's words. After careful consideration and weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded and said, "Mr. Fu, please wait a moment. I'll have someone send some things over."

Fu Chen nodded, indicating to the director to make the arrangements as he pleased. The director then quickly took out his cell phone and started making a call.

The chief and Fu Chen were chatting casually, and soon someone brought a file bag. The police chief said flatteringly, "Mr. Fu, there are photos and videotapes in it. All the truth is here."

Fu Chen took the briefcase and without further delay, he stood up, thanked him politely, and then strode away.

Fu Chen rushed back home in a hurry and exhausted. Yan Zixin was still waiting for him at the door.

Seeing Fu Chen's tired face, Yan Zixin held back the words she wanted to blurt out, and then put on a smile as bright and gentle as a flower, and said sweetly: "Chen, you must be tired. Dinner is ready. Let's eat quickly!" Yan Zixin knew that Fu Chen was particularly tired today, so she hurried to serve him hot soup and prepare dishes.

Fu Chen naturally understood his little woman's thoughts, and knew that she was worried about this matter and felt sorry for his tiredness. Fu Chen was moved and took the initiative to say: "Baby, don't worry about it. I got the result. The murderer is really someone else."

"You've found out the truth so quickly? I told you, I don't believe you're that kind of person!" The smile on Yan Zixin's face instantly became brighter and more charming. She was most happy that she didn't make a mistake or trust the wrong person. The second thing she was happy about was getting the result, which could not only clear Fu Chen's name, but also let Senior Lin Fan know the real truth!

"Who is the real murderer?" Yan Zixin asked curiously.

"Even if I tell you, you wouldn't know him!" Fu Chen responded with a smile.

"It's okay. If you don't know me, then you don't know me. I'm just curious!" Yan Zixin acted coquettishly towards Fu Chen.

Fu Chen took out the photos from the file bag, pointed at one of the figures and gestured to Yan Zixin, pretending to be mysterious and said, "Here, this is it! Even though you don't know him, you will definitely know who he is once I tell you!"

Yan Zixin really had no impression of the person in the photo, but Fu Chen's words successfully aroused Yan Zixin's strong interest. She couldn't wait to ask, "Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Tell me quickly!"

Fu Chen whispered a name into Yan Zixin's ear. Yan Zixin understood it immediately, but was also shocked. She could only say that the world is small, so small that it was such a coincidence. She never expected that it would be him...