Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 315 316 Have you ever told you——

Fu Xiting has never been a kind person, let alone how they are now at odds with each other.

Fu Xiting's current methods in all aspects are very strict, and outsiders cannot break in at all, and the vice presidents of Dongting Group are more loyal than the last.

Su Xin wore an expensive nightgown, and her hair exuded the exquisiteness of the first lady.

Taking the suit jacket from Meng Qian's hand: "The Meng family is encountering difficulties now. If Fu Xiting can't solve it, I'm afraid we won't be next."

"I know this, I don't need you to say it."

"I'm worried too."

"What you are worried about is also what I am worried about. How did you go about the things you were asked to do?" Meng Qian picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"Everything has been arranged."

"Remember to be absolutely foolproof. With Fu Xiting's character, if anything goes wrong, he will definitely overthrow us."

"Don't worry when I do things." Su Xin comforted Meng Qian softly.

Meng Qian smiled and took the pajamas that Su Xin had found and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

That night, Zhou Wentang had just gotten off work.

When we walked under the eaves of Meng's house, we heard a guard muttering from a distance.

"Why did the chief of guard die?"

"It is said that someone was hacked in Southeast Asia."

"All those people who came back were dispersed by Your Excellency. They were originally in the same team, but now they are scattered in all directions. No one knows the truth."

"It's weird, I heard that Lin Bu also——."

"Why did everyone brought by Mr. Fu come back safe and sound?"

"At that time, they heard that Fu Dong had a conflict with the chief of security to protect a deputy chief in his hand.

"Director Fu is indeed very kind to people. Fang Chi has been following Director Fu for so many years since he left here."

"In the past, I met Director Fu during missions abroad. If something happened, Director Fu would definitely protect us."

"In foreign countries, he only looks at nationality."

The midnight wind blew past, and Zhou Wentang watched the hibiscus flowers in bloom in the yard, which were beautiful under the moonlight.

"The same was true for Judge Jiang in the past. When she was away, she only looked at your nationality. If anything happened, as long as you were from country Z, she would protect you unconditionally."

Those of them who are at the bottom can best see who is good and who is bad.

Zhou Wentang thought of Jiang Fu during the chat among this group of people.

Some people say that Jiang Yi is Jiang Fu. How could such a scheming man as Meng Qian let go of this news.

Long before the news about Lin Qinghe came out, he had already started investigating from all sides.

It's just that - it has never been found.

The daughter of the Jiang family has lived a very innocent life these years.

Her life was uneventful before meeting Fu Xiting.

Jiang Fu?

The possibility is almost non-existent.

Zhou Wentang is looking forward to crossing the river and intending to be Jiang Fu.

If so, how great.

But, what a pity.

He took the cigarette case out of his pocket.

While moving forward, he raised his hand to light a cigarette.

Early the next morning, Zhou Wentang attended Lin Qinghe's funeral.

And his appearance is naturally to express condolences on behalf of Your Excellency.

The Lin family burst into tears the moment they saw Zhou Wentang.

"Special Assistant Zhou, you must seek justice for us!"

Zhou Wentang was so frightened by Mrs. Lin's move that he quickly stretched out his hand to help the person kneeling in front of him up: "Old madam, get up quickly, I can't bear it."

"My son died unexpectedly abroad. Special Assistant Zhou must help us make the decision! My son worked hard and served the country wholeheartedly. Now he is being treated unfairly. My heart is really hurting. Special Assistant Zhou must help us."

"

The old lady knelt on the ground and cried to the sky and the earth.

All the guests in the funeral home looked at the scene in front of them, and for a moment they didn't know whether to move forward or back.

It's not nice to say that he is a public official and goes out to negotiate such a sensitive case. From the moment he took over this task, it was proved that half of his head has been detached from his neck.

But compared to these, Mrs. Lin was more concerned about her son's death, and she had always been brooding about her son's death.

Zhou Wentang helped the old lady up apologetically: "Old madam, I am also deeply saddened."

"This is obviously a man-made and deliberate injury. It is absolutely impossible for my son to die in the line of duty. Someone must have done something. It was Fu Xiting. Why is everyone injured, but the person Fu Xiting brought came back intact?

Really? It must be that Fu Xiting has a problem with my son, so this happened."

As soon as Mrs. Lin's cry came out, the scene was in an uproar. Even Zhou Wentang was shocked: "Old lady, Fu Dong has also been seriously injured."

If someone wanted to seize Fu Xiting's lifeline at this time, they would definitely ask Mrs. Lin what she knew.

But at this time, he habitually defended Fu Xiting.

"he----,"

"Mom, justice is in the heart of the people. What's the use of embarrassing Special Assistant Zhou?" The Lin family seemed to have seen the clues and quickly interrupted what the old lady wanted to say.

If this matter was really related to Fu Xiting, Zhou Wentang would definitely ask what happened, but he didn't. Not only did he not, he also defended Fu Xiting. This defense said everything.

represents everything.

Naturally, the Lin family couldn't let the old lady say anything anymore.

What Zhou Wentang didn't know was that his words represented his own selfishness.

Subconsciously, he did not want Meng Qian to continue fighting Fu Xiting.

"What did Mrs. Lin mean by what she said just now? Did Fu Dong participate in it?"

"How could Mr. Fu attend Southeast Asia if he didn't get involved?"

"Didn't you realize that cases like this in the past were all solved internally? No matter how powerful Mr. Fu is, he is still just a businessman."

"President Jiang used to solve the problem, but now aren't there any talents? Didn't you listen to them? The Negotiation Institute is about to collapse. If it weren't for the public, who would give her face? Zhao Ying is still a little bit behind after all.

If you are really powerful, how could you not be able to shoulder this burden?"

"Mrs. Lin probably knew that Zhao Zhen and the others teamed up to kill Jiang Fu, so she wanted to spill the dirty water now."

"What's this called? It's not about not reporting that the time has not come yet."

"All those who went to Southeast Asia to negotiate were public officials. Only Fu Dong was not. The old lady probably saw her son dead and wanted to help him out."

"Is she crazy? Who can't be pulled by Fu Dong? The Lin family is at the end of its tether, can it withstand the old lady's torment?"

"So! They took the old lady away. Listen to what Zhou Wentang just said. They didn't stick to the old lady's words and ask questions, but directly defended Fu Dong. What does it mean?"

"Too,"

In the crowd, everyone's conversations reached the ears of the Lin family.

Zhou Wentang watched the old lady being helped away.

"I made Secretary Zhou laugh." Chen Zhi looked at Zhou Wentang and apologized at the right time.

Zhou Wentang responded slightly: "It doesn't matter."

"The old lady likes this son the most. Now that a white-haired person is giving a black-haired person, she can't accept it for a while."

"Mrs. Lin doesn't need to explain, I understand everything."

"I'll put some incense sticks on Lin Bu and then leave."

Chen Zhi called for someone to burn incense.

As soon as I received the incense from the person at the funeral home, I heard a whining sound coming from the back of the mourning hall before it started, and the freezer where the body was stored was kicked and banged.

The people who were standing around immediately gathered in one direction and leaned on each other.

Zhou Wentang's confused and surprised eyes also fell on Chen Zhi.

"Go and have a look."

Chen Zhi called the people at the funeral home.

Are you afraid that the latter is only submissive and dare not move forward?

Definitely scared.

I haven't encountered any corpse fraud in so many years. If I encountered it now, it would be really bloody.

"Isn't this your job?"

"Our job is to deal with funeral affairs, not to exorcise ghosts. It would be better for Mrs. Lin to take care of this kind of matter with her own family. It would be bad if there is a collision."

"You————," Chen Zhi looked around, looking for someone to find out what was going on, and found that everyone was cautiously hiding aside, and no one dared to step forward.

"Mrs. Lin, let's go take a look!" Zhou Wentang became everyone's talking point.

As soon as these words came out, the muttering in the scene stopped instantly.

Chen Zhi was also afraid.

Her marriage to Lin Qinghe had already reached a freezing point. If it were not for the dignity of adults and the interests of the two families, IU would have fallen apart.

Now that everyone is dead and buried, there is a sudden noise in the coffin. It would be so scary if it was haunted.

Chen Zhi moved forward step by step.

Standing next to the coffin, the closer you get, the louder the movement inside is.

Chen Zhi reached out and carefully lifted off the blanket.

Don't dare to bow your head.

When her hand landed on the freezer, the kicking sound became louder.

"Mrs. Lin, take a look! Don't make people panic."

Someone around started urging.

Chen Zhi frowned and looked down at the ice coffin. When he saw it, he gasped.

The whole person stepped back in panic.

On this day, Zhao Ying was stripped naked, his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was gagged and he was thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin.

When Chen Zhi looked down, he saw a naked female ghost with disheveled hair lying on Lin Qinghe.

Moreover, the female ghost's face was pale and ferocious, which was particularly scary.

Chen Zhi's move made everyone around him scream and retreat.

"It's not really a corpse scam, is it? What's going on, Mrs. Lin, please tell me something. Everyone is here sincerely to pay homage to Mr. Lin. Don't let everyone see anything bad."

"No, it's not a ghost."

Chen Zhi said tremblingly.

When Zhou Wentang heard this, he took a deep breath and walked towards the ice coffin.

"Secretary Zhou, you can't—."

Seeing this, the guard stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zhou Wentang raised his hand to stop the guard's movements: "No problem."

Walking to the ice coffin, Zhou Wentang lowered his eyes and saw Zhao Ying, who was naked.

Although his reaction was not as strong as Chen Zhi's, he was still more or less frightened and panicked when he saw this scene.

After calming down the turmoil in his heart, Zhou Wentang looked back at the people in the hall: "Let's all leave today! Everyone here except the Lin family can leave first."

Although everyone was curious, no one dared to stay after Zhou Wentang had spoken.

No matter what, you have to exit.

"The director of the funeral home stays."

The person who was about to turn around and leave was suddenly called upon, and his heart trembled with fright.

"Open the coffin."

"This - we are afraid! Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Wentang seemed too lazy to respond to the other party's words. He glanced at the guard beside him. The latter took out a gun and pointed it at his head: "Open the coffin or die. Take your pick. Do you dare to refute what the Secretary-General says?"

The two were trembling with fear, but they did not dare to offend the powerful.

Standing tremblingly next to the coffin, lowering his eyes and about to push it open, he saw a naked person lying inside and fainted in an instant.

It hit the floor with a thud.

Zhou Wentang closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and cursed angrily: "Trash."

He reached out to pick up the blanket on the ground and called the guards to push the coffin away.

He stretched out his hand and directly pulled out the person lying on Lin Qinghe.

The moment Zhao Ying was thrown to the ground, the blanket fell off his body.

Since ancient times, people have been taboo about this kind of thing.

Zhou Wentang found a knife and cut the rope on Zhao Ying's hand.

The moment Zhao Ying tore off the seal on his mouth, he cursed loudly: "Jiang Yi, I'm going to kill you."

"Did Jiang Yi bring you in?" Zhou Wentang squatted in front of Zhao Ying and looked at her coldly.

Zhao Ying trembled and closed her eyes with tears of hatred.

Half an hour later.

Hotels near funeral homes.

Zhao Ying sat in the room wrapped in her nightgown.

He lowered his eyes and covered his face and began to cry.

Zhou Wentang was sitting across from her in a suitable suit, holding a cigarette and looking at her: "You said Jiang Yi threw you in."

"Yes," Zhao Ying choked in response.

"But the funeral home's surveillance did not see anyone coming in, and there was a vigil at the Lin family last night."

Zhou Wentang took a puff of cigarette and lit ashes in the ashtray in front of him.

"What does Secretary Zhou mean? Do you think I'm lying?"

"Is it possible that I will lie down in the coffin by myself?"

"Am I crazy?" Zhao Ying became more and more excited as he spoke, even his tone sounded crazy.

It gradually became uncontrollable.

"You said Jiang Yi stripped you naked and threw you into a coffin. Do you have any evidence?"

"If it's a frame-up, you should know the seriousness of the matter."

"Jiang Yi knows that Lin Qinghe and I mentioned her matter in front of Your Majesty. Last night she had me tied up in Yu Garden, pushed me into the pool, knocked me unconscious, stripped me naked and threw me into Lin Qinghe's

In an ice coffin."

Zhao Ying and Lin Qinghe mentioned Jiang Yi's matter in front of Your Excellency, and Zhou Wentang knew about it.

It would be great if this was true.

If it is false, it is deceiving the emperor.

Lin Qinghe and Zhao Ying decided to take this risk in a matter that was unpalatable to both parties.

One is under the guise of wanting to survive, the other is under the guise of seeking revenge.

Zhou Wentang didn't know for a moment whether to call the two of them smart or stupid.

He raised his hand, took a puff of cigarette, looked at Zhao Ying, and looked at her lips that were almost purple from the cold.

He spoke in a deep voice: "When Judge Zhao went to see you, did you tell you that Fu Xiting is your nephew?"

Zhao Ying suddenly stopped crying.

His stunned eyes fell on Zhou Wentang, with disbelief and surprise: "What did you say?"

"Impossible," Zhao Ying retorted fiercely.

The voice was as sharp as an old hen crowing.

"If Fu Xiting is your nephew, then why didn't you stop me when I mentioned this matter to you?"

If he is really his nephew, then this person is really terrible.

Look at her dancing like a clown.

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