Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Zuo Bowen had a good life in Geng province, and even spared his hands to help Su Lingyu clean up Zhao Ze.

Zhao Ze is the former senior. He has just returned from studying abroad. His father is the mayor of Changcheng District, and his mother runs a chain supermarket. He is married and has no children.

Two years later, his father will be arrested for corruption and bribery. At the same time, his confinement and sexual assault of more than ten women will be exposed.

When he first arrived in this world, Meng Zezhi was disgusted by what Qi Jinzhong's family did. In order to get back sick, he introduced Zhao Ze to Su Lingyu.

The other party fell in love with Su Lingyu at first sight when they were on a blind date, and they have harassed her a lot recently.

So strictly speaking, this is the first green hat that Meng Zezhi put on Zuo Bowen.

Duan Muqing was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. It took more than half a month to finally clean up all the forces left by Zuo Bowen in the company, including many middle and senior managers above the manager level.

Duan Muqing was startled, she realized that Zuo Bowen's influence in the company had grown to such an extent, and because of this, she was even more grateful for her decision to liquidate Zuo Bowen.

In mid-June, the diabetes drug officially entered the Phase I clinical trial stage. The subjects of the experiment are normal people, and the purpose is to find out the dosage of the drug suitable for human body.

At the same time, Meng Zezhi received a text message from his counselor, informing him that he would return to school for the graduation ceremony in three days.

On this day, Meng Zezhi woke up early on purpose, packed himself neatly, and then drove to Hushi University.

"Duan Guyan?"

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, he heard a hesitant voice behind him.

Meng Zezhi stopped, turned around, and faced a sunny and handsome face.

The person who came was Sun Sheng, the deputy monitor of their class. He was a mentor with him. He was cheerful, warm, friendly and helpful, and enjoyed a lot in the class.

"It's really you?" Sun Sheng looked Meng Zezhi up and down, and said with a look of surprise: "I haven't seen you for a few months, why are you so thin?"

Meng Zezhi touched his thin and sunken face, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and his tone was a little uncertain: "Probably because I have been too busy recently, and the weather is hot, so I don't have much appetite."

"Oh, that's it." Sun Sheng didn't get too entangled in this issue, he took advantage of the situation and sat next to Meng Zezhi: "By the way, where are you now?"

"I didn't dare to be high, I just found a position in the small company at home."

His previous personality was pure, and he had never revealed his family background in front of these classmates, otherwise he would not have been easily deceived by Zuo Bowen back then.

"I'll go," Sun Sheng said enviously, "You are still a rich second generation in love."

Meng Zezhi smiled and asked casually, "How about you, how are you doing?"

"Don't talk about it," Sun Sheng changed the smile on his face and sighed: "My father was ill some time ago, leukemia, and my mother died a few years ago. At home, we depend on each other. In order to take care of him, I I quit all the jobs I found so hard..."

As he spoke, he loosened the tie around his neck.

If Meng Zezhi remembers correctly, the black suit he was wearing was bought in a shopping mall two years ago in order to chase his girlfriend. It doesn't quite fit.

It has only been two years, and the cruel reality has wiped out the conscience of this passionate young man.

"Everything will be fine." Meng Zezhi patted him on the shoulder and paused: "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me, and I will definitely help if I can help."

He just doesn't want Sun Seung to go astray.

Hearing this, Sun Sheng was in a trance for a while, then came back to his senses after a while, and said with a smile: "Then I will accept your good words."

The concern in Meng Zezhi's eyes disappeared instantly.

Just as he was talking, the counselor strode in, and the noisy classroom fell silent instantly.

After saying some words of encouragement, he directed several students to hand out their master's uniforms, and then led the big guys to the auditorium.

After attending the graduation ceremony, taking graduation photos, and then going through the formalities for leaving school... Meng Zezhi looked up and saw that the sun had already set.

He walked to the parking lot.

At this time, Sun Sheng chased him out from the teaching building: "Duan Guyan, Duan Guyan..."

Meng Zezhi stopped and turned around.

Sun Sheng was out of breath: "...I left for a while, and you disappeared..."

"What's wrong?" Meng Zezhi asked.

Sun Sheng straightened up: "I heard from Zou Ping that you don't plan to attend tonight's graduation dinner?"

Zou Ping is the monitor of their class, and he is the one who arranges the graduation dinner.

"Yeah." Meng Zezhi nodded: "There is something at home."

"What time is it? What's the matter?" Sun Sheng said: "Besides, there are no.

Meng Zezhi wanted to say something more, but Sun Sheng had already pushed him back involuntarily: "At least it's a classmate. After today, I don't know when we will see each other again. Let's go, let's go together today." Get drunk."

Meng Zezhi opened his mouth, but he did not refuse.

Satisfied with wine and food, Zou Ping waved his hand: "Go, go to KTV to sing."

"Okay." Everyone echoed.

"Which KTV?"

"Tianlu of Minjiang Road." Sun Sheng stood up and said.

"Tianlu? The consumption in that place is not low." In fact, except for the predecessor, the family background of the vast majority of students in this class can only be considered average, but it does not prevent them from hearing about Tianlu's name from some gossip .

Of course, most of these gossips are more eclectic.

"Tianlu's manager is my distant cousin, and he promised to give me a [-]% discount if I go to play." Sun Sheng said with a smile: "If you calculate it this way, it doesn't cost much, just treat it as a trip." Let's get to know each other for a long time."

"Okay." Everyone couldn't help but feel a little moved.

When we got there, we realized that Tianlu really lived up to his reputation.

The hall is brightly lit and golden; the lights in the box are flickering, the purple-red sofa is matched with a solid wood coffee table, and the air is filled with a faint smell of perfume...

Because of the large number of people, Sun Sheng directly opened three boxes, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Meng Zezhi found a corner to sit down on his own, and soon Sun Sheng came over with two cups.

He handed one of the juices to Meng Zezhi: "Here, I remember you have heart disease and can't drink alcohol, so I specially ordered a glass of juice for you."

"Thank you." Meng Zezhi's gaze stayed on his slightly trembling right hand for a moment, then took the juice, and took two sips very cooperatively.

Seeing this scene, Sun Sheng felt relieved, he suppressed his excitement and guilt: "By the way, why don't you order some songs?"

"I'm not interested." Meng Zezhi said with a smile, "Go and play, and leave me alone."

"Okay." Sun Sheng felt that he needed to find a place to calm down first.

When he came back, Meng Zezhi had already passed out.

While everyone was visiting other boxes, Sun Sheng helped Meng Zezhi out of the box and handed him over to a middle-aged man.

The other party took Meng Zezhi and turned around to leave.

"Wait..." Sun Sheng stopped him.

The middle-aged man looked back at him: "Don't worry, the balance will be credited to your account before tomorrow afternoon."

Sun Sheng's eyes lit up.

The middle-aged man directly helped Meng Zezhi into the innermost box.

"Okay, don't do it." The box was very dark, the middle-aged man kicked on the buttocks of a young man who looked like Meng Zezhi and was lying on top of an unconscious woman.

Being kicked by him like this, the young man withered immediately.But he dared not speak out, he could only climb down from the woman angrily and lift up his pants.

The middle-aged man put on his gloves, picked up the needle tube on the table and stuck it into Meng Zezhi's arm, pushed the medicine in the syringe in, then grabbed his finger and pressed it on the needle tube, and finally scratched him. clothes and threw him among the women.

After finishing this, he turned to look at the young man: "Go."

"Police, don't move, all squat down with your heads in your hands."

Seeing this scene, the security guard in the surveillance room was sweating profusely on his forehead, and deleted the surveillance video in a hurry.

When the police broke into the door, Zouping and others were in high spirits.

With a bang, the microphone in Zou Ping's hand fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, another young policeman rushed in: "Head, we caught a big fish."

Half an hour later, Zhou Ping and the others who finished recording the statement were released from control.

A group of people walked like flying, wishing to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

"It's all Sun Sheng's fault, alright, why don't you join in the fun." Someone couldn't help complaining.

Sun Sheng didn't say a word, his attention was all on the 300 million that he was about to get.

Zou Ping had lingering fears in his heart, but fortunately he was so worried that there were female classmates present, so they didn't order other services, otherwise they might all be stuck here today.

Just as he was thinking, an exclamation came from his ear: "Wait, isn't that Duan Guyan?"

Zou Ping raised his head subconsciously, only to see two policemen stuffing Duan Guyan in disheveled clothes into the police car.

The crowd of onlookers not far away were taking pictures of Duan Guyan with their mobile phones.

A team of policemen hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "The police are handling the case, no photos are allowed..."

But the photos did get out anyway.

Half an hour later, news about the second generation of rich people taking drugs and whoring became popular on Weibo.

"What did you say?" Duan Muqing suddenly raised his head, his pupils dilated, and shouted.

"...The matter has become a trending topic on Weibo," the secretary stammered, "Mr. Duan, what should we do now?"

Duan Muqing's body swayed, almost fainting.

"President Duan?" the secretary called out anxiously.

Duan Muqing propped her hands on the desk and barely stabilized her body. Panting heavily, she gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go to the Public Security Bureau."

At this moment, her cell phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, her eyes lit up, and she frantically connected the phone: "Hello, Gu Yan?"

"Auntie, it's me."

"Boss Lu?" Duan Muqing was taken aback.

"Well." Lu Congzhou said: "Gu Yan specially left his mobile phone with me, he said that if something happened to him, he would let me come to you..."

It was already an hour later when Qi Jinzhong arrived at the hospital.

"You mean stomach cancer?" Qi Jinzhong's eyes widened and he was breathing heavily.

"Well," the secretary nodded, with a sad face on his face: "Although the diagnosis has not yet been made, the doctor said that there is an [-]% chance of it."

Qi Jinzhong was short of breath, the corners of his mouth trembled, his eyes were red: "How could this be?"

As he spoke, he staggered and fell backwards.

The secretary quickly reached out to support him: "Mr. Qi, Mr. Duan has just entered the bureau, and Mr. Duan has found out such a disease. If something happens to you again, the Duan family will really be over."

"Yes, yes, I can't have an accident, I can't have an accident," Qi Jinzhong wiped his old face with his hand, turned and walked out: "I'm going to the Public Security Bureau right now."

Halfway there, he stopped and turned around: "Mu Qing, please take care of me first."

"Yeah." The secretary nodded.

After finishing speaking, Qi Jinzhong hurried away.

Just because of this acting skill, she didn't deserve to lose.

Lying on the hospital bed, Duan Muqing opened her eyes, looked at Qi Jinzhong's back, smiled self-deprecatingly, and closed her eyes again, but tears slipped down the corners of her eyes into the pillow disobediently, soaking a large area.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, the panic and sadness on Qi Jinzhong's face disappeared instantly. He looked back at the direction of the inpatient department, sneered, let out the news that Duan Muqing had stomach cancer, and then went home and hugged him. Su Zhuxin slept soundly in his and Duan Muqing's room.

The next morning, he adjusted his mood and went to the Public Security Bureau to meet Meng Zezhi.

"Dad, you have to believe me. I really didn't take drugs and go whoring. Someone must be framing me behind my back. Dad, you have to believe me..." Meng Zezhi shouted in pain as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

Qi Jinzhong's face was full of hatred: "How can you make me trust you? Look at your current appearance, and the police have found out that you have a history of drug abuse for at least two months."

"How is it possible?" Meng Zezhi's eyes widened.

"Did you know, because of your matter, Duan's stock price fell to the limit this morning, and, your mother, your mother..."

"What happened to my mother?" Meng Zezhi asked anxiously.

"...Your mother vomited blood and passed out after hearing that you were arrested and taken to the police station. She is still lying in the intensive care unit." Qi Jinzhong's eyes were red: "The doctor said she had stomach cancer."

"what?"

With a bang, Meng Zezhi sat back on the chair and muttered to himself, "Stomach cancer, how could it be?"

Seeing that Meng Zezhi was almost crying, Qi Jinzhong said: "The matter is already like this, the top priority is to stabilize the company first, and that is the hard work of your grandfather and your mother."

"Company?" Meng Zezhi raised his head suddenly.

"I don't understand this. Your mother is lying in the hospital again. I can only come to you. But you committed this kind of thing again. I don't even want to release you on bail. I mean, should I Get Zuo Bowen back..."

Speaking of this, Qi Jinzhong lowered his voice: "Anyway, he doesn't know about your cheating. You have a good talk with him. If he loves you so much, he will definitely not take the previous things to heart. No matter what, you must first tell him After this crisis is over... as long as the shares are still in your hands, he can't turn the world around, what do you think?"

"Okay." Meng Zezhi was at a time when he was "at a loss". Naturally, he did what Qi Jinzhong said.

As soon as he came out of the Public Security Bureau, Qi Jinzhong couldn't wait to call Zuo Bowen. He was triumphant: "I'll do it myself. There's no reason why things won't work."