There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Everyone understands that this is coming...

Originally, I planned to hand over some matters to the public, but thinking about the matters in our circle, we still deal with them behind closed doors. If you want to lose face, you will only be in front of your own family. Do you think I am wrong?

Although I don't know what happened, who can object to this? Even if you don't deal with it usually, but at this time, who is so stupid as to offend others!

Zhang Guoqing secretly looked at everyone's agreeing expressions with satisfaction: Next, let my wife say a few words.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this magical turn, and then burst out laughing. Everyone knew how much Zhang Guoqing loved his wife, but they didn't expect to drag her out on such an occasion.

Of course, apart from most of these thoughts, a small number of people have already woken up with laughter. This time the matter should be related to the Zhou family. After all, Zhang Guoqing is the son-in-law, and there are some things that are not easy to intervene.

Fang Fei suddenly lifted his spirits, and quietly stared at Zhou Jiao who stood up and walked out. He knows the power of this woman too well, and he doesn't know which idiot offended her?

You must know that since that year, he never saw Zhou Jiao lose her temper again, and she was always the gentle, pure and kind little white rabbit who huddled behind the crowd.

Mr. Wu looked down at the corner of his clothes that was being held by Fang Fei, frowned, then looked up at Zhou Jiao who was walking in the yard, his eyes flashed with surprise.

He looked at Fang Fei thoughtfully, saw him staring at Zhou Jiao nervously, then looked at Zhang Guoqing who looked calm, and smiled. Interesting, really interesting...

Holding the cup, Zhou Jiao walked slowly towards Liang Jiajun's desk.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she raised her wine glass to everyone, and her clear voice spread everywhere: Everyone, Zhou Jiao is rude today, replacing tea with water, and doing it first is the respect.

Sister, tell me, what happened?

I'm scared to death, which bastard has done something bad, come forward.

Shh, don't make noise.

Zhou Jiao ignored these words.

She continued to walk to Liang Jiajun's desk, looked at him, and asked in a deep voice: Brother Liang, in front of so many brothers and sisters today, I would like to ask you a question.

Liang Jiajun has been beating drums in his heart since she approached. At this time, when she opened her mouth, her mind went blank. It was over, and the Zhou family knew it.

Where did my little sister offend you? Zhou Jiao, with a straight face, was as imposing as a father, staring straight at the other party, Is there anything that can't be done face to face?

Liang Jiajun was thinking fast, shaking his hands again and again: Sister, have you misunderstood? I dare not offend you if I offend anyone?

Brother Liang, I'm very disappointed. I thought it was impossible when I saw the confession yesterday. Who in our circle is not straight?

You sent people to dig the Gu family's house for more than a month. Is there any treasure? Is the next target going to dig up the Gu family's ancestral grave? They even kidnapped and blackmailed my family, insisting on making up the name of the unfounded treasure?

Your Liang family claims to be a famous family anyway, how can you have the face to do such an outrageous thing? You openly have a good relationship with our Zhou family, but secretly use any means. Is this a famous family? Is this your Liang family's tutor?

Liang Jiajun was forced to stand up by her series of words, and pointed at Zhou Jiao: You are so bloody and spitting! What treasure? My Liang family will take a fancy to that dead money?

With a cold face, Zhou Jiao double-clicked to applaud: Okay, okay, very good. Today I will let everyone see if I, Zhou Jiao, are talking nonsense?

Liang Jiajun kicked the stool away, turned around and cursed: Crazy! She's really crazy! I can't afford to offend, I can always hide!

Zhou Jiao looked at his back coldly, The five people are in my hands, take a step and try!

When Liang Jiajun heard this, he immediately turned and stared at her.

Zhou Jiao glanced at him, looked at the five people who were escorted over, and turned her head to give him a sarcastic smile, Do you want to be sure again?

Liang Jiajun had seen these five people being pushed over by those in white and blue uniforms, his face was pale.

Zhou Jiao looked around at the quiet crowd, sighed, and said with a sad expression: These five people are dog-biting and spit out, and you spent a lot of money to hire them to dig out the Gu family's treasure.

To be honest, I really don't care. Because there is no family treasure at all. My grandma personally donated such a large sum, anyone with a brain can guess what happened.

If your Liang family likes to dig, just dig. In fact, if you say something, I will do my best. What a big deal? Still making it happen in the middle of the night?

Is your Liang family short of money?

It's impossible for your Liang family to be short of money if anyone in these four or nine cities is short of money. No one knows how much wealth you have accumulated for generations. Counting your ancestors first, counting from your great-grandfather's generation, do you really have to donate everything?

No matter how greedy you are, I don't care, but you shouldn't do bad things. He interacted with our family with a smile on the surface, and secretly not only asked someone to dig up the Gu family, but also sent someone to contact Jiang Jiangyu, the daughter-in-law of the Lin family, in order to fabricate unwarranted charges and frame my Zhou family.

I want to ask you, my Zhou family has collapsed, is the next step is to imprison our family and torture the so-called treasures of the Gu family?

Isn't that wealth from the Ming Dynasty enough for your Liang family to enjoy the glory and wealth?

These words come to this point, how can Liang Jiajun not know how to refute?

He excitedly shouted incoherently: Framing, framing our Liang family, how can you bear it? Your Zhou family is a thief with a guilty conscience, and a thief calls a thief. Don't think that your father's high status can be framed at will.

Zhou Jiao frowned and shook her head: My dad has a high status? Are you telling a joke? A big man like your aunt dare not say that she has a high status.

After finishing speaking, looking at his almost crazy demeanor, and then at the crowd who were enjoying the show, she suddenly lost interest, why bother?

Reaching out and beckoning, he took his satchel from the service staff at the side, held up the letter and the five confessions inside and shook it at Liang Jiajun.

It's because of the friendship between the Zhou and Liang families. This time I chose to deal with it within the circle. If there is a next time, don't blame me for playing the game.

Liang Jiajun was furious. With so many people gathered today, what is the difference between inside and outside the circle?

That's the end of this matter. I will hand over these five people to you and take them back. Of course, just in case, I have to keep their statements.

Today's meal, I'll take it as your apology wine. Brother Liang, in view of our past friendship, my sister advises you. Cherish the good days ahead!

Fang Fei over there watched Zhou Jiao approaching in surprise. This seems to be a bit anticlimactic, not in line with the temperament of a girl. He subconsciously looked at Zhang Guoqing.

At this time, Zhang Guoqing had already stood up, saying polite words such as being rude, saying goodbye to everyone, and walking towards his wife.

Mr. Wu and the others at the side looked at each other, smiled inexplicably in their eyes, and quickly followed the couple out of the private restaurant.

Fang Fei followed their footsteps, walked a certain distance, turned his head to look at Liang Jiajun who was kicking a stool in the yard, and shook his head secretly. This fool is still in the mood to lose his temper!

Today's deep-water bombs were thrown out, and as their children returned home to report, the weather suddenly calmed down, while the torrents and undercurrents below gathered together, waiting for the day when the wind and clouds surged.

Some people took it as a warning, and some people planned again. The wages of avarice is death. There are always those people who go down the track of history for the sake of fame and fortune.