The Strongest Division [Quick Transmigration]

666 said: "Relying on the power and status brought by his wife, Zhao Yuan has transformed from a dark horse wealthy businessman into a real business celebrity, and he has firmly established himself in the upper class that he was once out of reach.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan was not satisfied.With his ever-increasing desires, he actually turned his attention to the gray area. After trying the extremely low cost and huge benefits that can be brought by being above the law, Zhao Yuan was out of control.Poor his proud old father-in-law couldn't believe it when he learned the truth later, and died of myocardial infarction in anger. "

666 Having said that, he asked Zhou Zhao again: "By the way, when Zhao's mother died, she left a suicide note urging Zhao Yuan to turn back. Zhao Yuan later found the suicide note urging him to turn back. Do you know what he did at that time?" ?"

Zhou Zhao didn't reply, his expression was slightly cold, obviously not curious about the answer.

"He wrote in the letter that he forgot me. Burned the letter." 666 sighed, "What a gentle and decisive person! Fortunately, our task target was still young at the time and didn't know anything."

Zhou Zhao closed his eyes, and said, "Many tricks that people had when they were young were discovered later in the process of growing up. These truths seemed to be avoided by them luckily, but in fact they have always been with them. "

666 listened, a little confused, "You mean..."

The two were talking, when a loud noise suddenly came from outside, interrupting their conversation.

Zhou Zhao opened his eyes and looked out the window.

I saw that Zhao Mingze was being surrounded by three layers of reporters who appeared at an unknown time. If the young man was not tall enough, he might not even be able to show his hair.

"Are you Chairman Zhao's only son Zhao Mingze? What do you think about your father being arrested and imprisoned?"

"Mr. Zhao, is there something else behind Mrs. Zhao's fall from the building?"

"After Madam passed away, your father never mentioned her in front of others. Excuse me, did Madam ever do something?"

……

The black crowd surrounded them, crowded and questioned, and pointed the cold camera at the drenched young man in the cemetery with a haggard face.

"Get out!" Zhao Mingze yelled angrily, punched the camera facing him away, roaring angrily like a lion caught in a trap.

Those reporters were shocked by the young man's ruthless appearance for a moment, and couldn't help being silent, and stepped back a little, but when they saw the young man's embarrassed appearance and haggard face, they quickly realized that he was already a troubled young master who had no deterrent power, and immediately Squeezing up again, the question became more acute.

"I heard that you have been in and out of Fengyue places all the year round. Is the matter behind Senyu Group related to you?"

"Mr. Zhao, did you stay abroad to avoid inspection?"

"Mr. Zhao Mingze, please answer our questions!......"

.......

The black crowd pushed and shoved, scrambling to get on top, the pure white flowers fell to the muddy ground and were trampled to pieces by countless feet.

Although 666 actually expected the difficulties that the task target might encounter when they came to Huaguo, it really didn't expect these people to be so shameless, and couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation.

"These reporters are too much! On the day of his mother's death, they came to the cemetery to block a troubled young master who had nothing to do with the matter itself, and asked those vicious words! Is there any humanity?"

The driver who was good at observing words and expressions looked out the window, then glanced at Zhou Zhao in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Boss, do you need me to go down and help?"

Zhou Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Driving directly. Let me see how desperate these paparazzi are."

Zhao Mingze stood in the cemetery, looking at the crowd in front of him who huddled together like maggots on tarsus bones and couldn't get rid of them.

The whole body is cold, only the brain is hot.

His ears were filled with noisy and sharp human voices, his eyes were blackened by the dazzling flashlight, and the hard and cold lens hit his face again and again in the crowd, and those sharp words directly challenged his vision. Bottom line and nerves.

Zhao Mingze was so irritable that he frantically pushed him, and shouted angrily, "Get out! Get out! Get the fuck out of me—"

But then, no matter how angry he was, his roar was drowned in the indifferent and noisy crowd in an instant.

All the people, like a vicious dog that had been lurking for a long time, finally guarded a rare beast in distress, rushed up one after another, trying to dig out his most vulnerable place, tear and chew it, in order to please those who raised him with dripping and glaring flesh and blood. their master.

The tall and healthy young man, who has been tossing for several days, has long been emaciated. At this moment, he was squeezed by the crowd and couldn't move an inch. He could only struggle hard and smashed the camera that was aimed at him.

Fragments of the camera collapsed, splashing on the muddy ground mixed with blood and rain.The muscular hand also reached its limit in the collision with the hard lens again and again, bleeding profusely, curled up instinctively, trembling, and almost lost consciousness.

He suddenly remembered Zhou Zhao's words, ants can break the embankment, not to mention the embankment has already collapsed.

A harsh car sound came suddenly, and Zhao Mingze followed the sound.

Those reporters also stopped when they heard the sound, and when they turned around, they saw a car coming from a distance.

The car was speeding fast and approaching menacingly. It was obviously coming towards the crowd, but the reporters managed to squat down to Zhao Mingze, and they were probably prepared to die. Hesitating, wanting to find out.

However, the car actually sped straight towards them.

Realizing that the car had no intention of taking a detour to slow down, the black crowd finally boiled up, and scattered like birds and beasts screaming before the car hit.

Zhou Zhao's car cut through the crowd like a sharp black blade, and rushed to Zhao Mingze's side.

The two recent journalists who had the guts to post were so frightened that their legs weakened in this life-and-death situation, and they fell to the side of the car with a few fists away. splashed on their panicked and terrified faces.

Zhao Mingze's eyes also widened, he turned his head in a daze, and saw the man inside with a faint expression through the dark car window.

This man!Is it a madman?

"He's going to run away! Follow him!" But someone in the crowd who was desperate was still shouting after seeing this situation.

The driver who is usually well-trained and rigorous couldn't help laughing secretly.These people are too ignorant.

He got out of the car with an umbrella, went to the back and opened the door.

Zhou Zhao got down from the car steadily, and stepped on his shiny leather shoes onto the muddy rainy ground.He took the black umbrella from the driver's hand and walked up to Zhao Mingze step by step. Then, he tilted the umbrella forward to cover Zhao Mingze from the cold rain that was constantly pouring down from above.

Zhao Mingze was leaning slightly, covering his bleeding right hand, staring blankly at Zhou Zhao.

He is very tall, in fact, his stature is almost the same as that of Zhou Zhao, but looking at it from this angle, he somehow feels that Zhou Zhao looks much taller.

Zhou Zhao looked at Zhao Mingze who was drenched all over, suddenly smiled lightly, leaned closer to him, and whispered in his ear with a voice that others could not hear clearly: "Boy, go out without an umbrella, or you will be caught in the rain."