Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

When Zhao Yi saw this message, his expression became serious, he put away his phone and murmured: "It's finally here."

He changed direction and arrived at the hospital.

Liu Laowai is still living in a private hospital. In order to remove the suspicion from Mr. Hu, he had his heart moved one centimeter downward and had a knife. He will have to recuperate in the hospital for at least half a year.

He changed into the same appearance as when he saw him for the first time. Liu Laowai, who was lying on the bed wearing a hospital gown, was reaching into the short skirt of the young female doctor. He didn't know what he was doing. When he saw Zhao Yi pushing the door in, he hurriedly got out of the bed. Get up: "Mr. Zhao, you are here!"

As he said that, he kicked the blushing female doctor out, stood up, moved a seat for Zhao Yi, and personally made a pot of hot tea.

There were more than a dozen bodyguards standing outside the single ward. Although it was announced that they had washed their hands, many transactions were still going on behind the scenes. And with the deaths of Meng Shuangxi and others, the volume quickly increased several times, and there was a vaguely dominant family. the trend of!

"Am I delaying your good deeds?"

Zhao Yi sat casually on the stool, looked at the tea handed to him by Liu Laowai with both hands, picked it up and put it on the table aside.

"Mr. Zhao was joking. Women are just clothes. You can wear them anytime."

Mr. Liu said with a flattering smile, his wealth and life are now tied to Mr. Zhao. As for the younger brother, he will make extra compensation in a few days.

I have to say that private hospitals are really good, and there are doctors who specialize in taking care of patients. As long as you don't have to pay for medical expenses, the services you receive are really not inferior to professional clubs.

"Give me the phone."

Zhao Yi asked Liu Laowai for his cell phone to see what message the special envoy sent.

The message sent by the special envoy only contained a few words, saying that he would arrive in Yuncheng in five days. Why could Mr. Hu not be contacted? He would be asked to stay well in the hospital and tell all the recent events.

"I completely rely on you, Mr. Zhao. I must get the real antidote from the special envoy by then!"

Liu Laowai's attitude was very low, and he also knew about the battle at the funeral. Although the police asked onlookers to sign a confidentiality agreement, it was still easy for people in this city to know about it.

Mr. Zhao showed his power and killed Master Hu and Qin Hong. Even the military district supported him. The background was tougher than expected and he could really challenge the mysterious envoy.

But seeing the joking in Zhao Yi's eyes, Liu Laowai realized that something was wrong, and retreated to the door of the ward. He could call the bodyguard in at any time, and forced a smile: "Mr. Zhao... you will definitely not... say anything." And you don’t have faith?”

"You keep calling me Mr. Zhao, why not guess my full name."

Zhao Yi regained his true appearance, and the joke on his face became even stronger.

The flattering smile on Liu Laowai's face suddenly froze. How could he not recognize the person in front of him, the college student who framed and sent him to prison: "You...you...you...how could it be you!" "

"Pay for the lives of the seven people you killed."

Zhao Yi popped out a bunch of flames and burned Liu Laowai, who was about to escape from the room, into a pile of white ash.

He had already told Gu Qingqing that when Liu Laowai was no longer of use, he would personally send Liu Laowai on his way.

Then he used two fingers to draw a fake Liu Laowai and asked him to lie on the hospital bed for the next few days. As long as the special envoy of the Xiangliu organization came, he would arrive as soon as possible.

Zhao Yi knew what happened at the funeral, and the special envoy of the Xiangliu organization almost knew it. He didn't believe that the person who injected the poison was just exposed. There must be some hidden plot that had not yet surfaced.

I thought that since I still contacted Liu Laowai, I wanted to see what kind of medicine he was selling.

Zhao Yi came out of the private hospital and found that he was not far from the Xueling Cosmetic Company. After all, he was also the boss. It seemed that he had never been present. He sent a message to Zhu Guanqi and told her that he would be there soon.

To avoid the scene in novels where the male protagonist goes to his own company, only to be looked down upon by the security guard and then slapped in the face while pretending to be cool.

It was not suitable to fly in the city, so I hailed a taxi on the street and told the driver to go to Xueling Cosmetic Company.

When the driver heard about Xueling Cosmetics Company, he seemed to be opened up and asked Zhao Yi, who was sitting in the back row: "Are you going to Xueling Cosmetics for an interview?"

"So be it."

Zhao Yi simply replied and looked at Liu Laowai's cell phone, hoping to make new discoveries.

The driver who received the reply continued: "Xueling Cosmetics is a big company and has business relationships with several major families in this city. In the future, it will have to be in line with international standards. Young man, you have to pass the interview. Then in the future The future is very bright!”

As he spoke, he showed his pride and straightened his chest: "What's your name, young man? We are very destined. My son is the head of a department in Xueling Cosmetics. If you can pass the interview, he will take care of you." you!"

Zhao Yi listened quietly and showed off his son's father to passers-by. He had good intentions and declined politely in a few words.

Twenty minutes later, he was about to arrive at the door of Xueling Pharmacy. The driver, who had not stopped yet, looked at the two women standing outside and was so frightened that he almost stepped on the accelerator and ran out.

Both men recognized each other because of their sons.

The older one is the acting general manager of Xueling Cosmetics, and the younger one is the deputy general manager and head of the research department. They are the number one and number two figures in the company. Looking at Zhao Yi sitting in the back seat, I thought to myself, whose prince is this, who can be personally welcomed by the number one and number two person for an interview?

Zhao Yi paid and got out of the car, saying hello to the two of them gently.

Lu Qingqing was dressed as always, exuding a faint fragrance. No matter who he stood next to, he would not be overwhelmed by the other person's appearance. He had an indescribable feeling. He was very happy to see Zhao Yi really here.

Zhao Yi looked at what Su Yunshang was looking for, acting general manager Luo Xue.

He is thirty-six or seventeen years old, with a standard pebbled face. He wears a purple Suzhou embroidered cheongsam. His waist is slightly fleshy but not fat, and his plump legs wrapped in stockings are slender and plump. He was once the vice president of Jubao Pavilion and has outstanding abilities. Because of Su Yunshang's trust, he is now transferred as the acting general manager, allowing Xueling Cosmetics' performance to increase steadily!

"Mr. Zhao...Hello."

Facing the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Zhao Yi, Luo Xue was very reserved.

As the three of them entered the company, Luo Xue introduced: "Mr. Su has gone to the crew to film, and Xueling is temporarily under my care. Sales in the third quarter have exceeded 700 million, and the final turnover is expected to exceed 1.2 billion!"

"In addition to the favor given by several big families, what's more important is that the product is really good and very popular in the market. If the raw materials were not enough, the sales could have doubled!"

Luo Xue was telling the truth. The new concept of cosmeceuticals has surprisingly obvious effects, which are better than the 10,000 beauty shots in a beauty salon.

"Nowadays, all the major cosmetics stores have long queues for the first time, all of which are buying our company's products."

Zhao Yi didn't speak, just listened quietly, and gave suggestions from time to time, which surprised Luo Xue.

Obviously Mr. Zhao has never been to the company for a day, but he knows the internal situation better than she does. Several suggestions have indeed had obvious results after being adopted. At the same time, he named nine people. They were moles sent by other cosmetics companies. He tried to find a way to get them. Product formulation.

Luo Xue's face was slightly red. Although she was not the person to conduct the review, she still had some responsibility.

After chatting for about half an hour, they were basically finished. Luo Xue was also very discerning and sensible enough to do other things, leaving Zhu Guanqi to chat privately with Zhao Yi.

The two came to the top floor of the company, which was the chairman's office with an area of ​​100 square meters. Although Zhao Yi had never been there once, a cleaner came in every day to clean up and ensure that the desktop was spotless.

Zhu Guanqi combined sign language and typing, and when he found out that Zhao Yi had been wronged, he was finally relieved. Then he shared that they had started researching the second product. The funds and conditions were in place, and they would have a plan soon.

Zhao Yi looked at the graceful and beautiful Zhu Guanqi, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. It seemed that whenever anyone saw her, his anxious heart would calm down.

On the day she was sentenced to death in court, she was the only one to explain for herself that in order to fulfill his dream after being imprisoned, she was willing to stay in an apartment of more than ten square meters and study day and night. Now it was time to change Zhu Guanqi's fate.

"Watch chess."

He spoke and looked at the girl: "Now I give you two choices."

"One is a flat road where you can speak normally like ordinary people, and the other is a path where the future is full of uncertainty, but a hundred times more difficult than now and full of thorns?"