RPAGF Chapter 337: Both soft and hard tactics
Chapter 337: Both soft and hard tactics
Zhao Zhengrong never expected that Secretary Wang came to discuss something with a gun.
"Wang, Secretary Wang, Brother Aimin," he didn't dare turn around, not even daring to breathe, "Yes, yes, let's talk it out, I'm not leaving."
Secretary Wang's hands didn't move at all.
"Do you know how much evidence the Fu family has now?"
He asked Zhao Zhengrong.
"I don't know much," Zhao Zhengrong said. "My master never expected that Fu Keming would do this to us before he died. Last time in the United States, Fu Ruoshi threatened me with Xiao Ning. He knew my weakness, and for Xiao Ning's sake, I promised him that I would never retaliate. But now you can see that I won't offend others, but they want to offend me. Fu Keming is determined to send me to jail! Am I just going to lie down and let him do whatever he wants?"
Secretary Wang was afraid that something would happen to Zhao Zhengrong and he would reveal the secrets of his bribery. After all, the benefits he gained from Zhao Zhengrong would at least result in life imprisonment.
Zhao Zhengrong replied, "Aimin, put your gun down first. Aren't we family? Why has it come to this?"
Secretary Wang adjusted his glasses and moved the gun away from his mouth.
"Sit down and talk," Zhao Zhengrong said. "Let's deal with that guy first. He's here because of the trouble at the new coal mine. If I don't give him an answer, he'll probably torment my son to death."
Secretary Wang thought, Zhao Zhengrong only has this one son. Although the weak point is the most vulnerable, if the most vulnerable part is gone, the person can do anything.
"What are you going to tell him?" Secretary Wang asked. "Do you remember what happened?"
Zhao Zhengrong said without hesitation, "Who would remember such a trivial matter? I just remember that after the mining accident, many family members came to make trouble and demand compensation. At that time, the higher-ups issued a death order, saying that a thorough investigation was needed. But you know, if a thorough investigation was carried out, half of the high-ranking officials in Xindu City would be removed from their posts. Who would dare to investigate? Haha. I just helped the leaders solve a problem they were afraid to solve."
"Then it was you who killed Wen Zhixia's parents?" Secretary Wang asked again.
Zhao Zhengrong said, "There were so many lawyers who wanted to use this case to gain publicity, and each one was more adept at hyping it up than the last. The group didn't want the matter to become a big deal, so they did deal with quite a few people. I'm too lazy to ask for the details."
He spoke without making a single mistake, and Secretary Wang couldn't tell whether he was the instigator or not.
"Then how are you going to prevaricate them?"
Zhao Zhengrong took a puff of his cigarette and picked up the phone. "Let me ask about my son's condition first."
this side.
Fu Ruoshi had just finished a can of beer on the balcony and used the cool night breeze to blow on his hot and painful wound.
While waiting, he called Song Ailing to ask about Fu Keming's situation, but got even worse news.
Fu Keming has been issued a critical illness notice. Unless there is a miracle, he will only live for a few days.
After hearing the news, Fu Ruoshi was a little confused.
He didn't know how to react, whether to cry or get angry.
From childhood to adulthood, Fu Keming has never appeared in his memory as a father figure. He is more like a boss with a blood relationship.
At this moment, Fu Ruoshi did not feel that he was completing his father's unfinished work, but was fulfilling the task assigned by the boss.
This task also involves a father-son relationship. He has to do it, but he feels very constrained in doing it because he has to do it successfully and not mess it up, and he has to do it beautifully and without any mistakes.
Wen Zhixia walked into the house and came to the balcony. She saw that the cigarette in Fu Ruoshi's hand was almost burning his fingers.
"Hey!"
She quickly went over to take my cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can. “I gave you a chance, but you didn’t want to smoke.”
"So you went to the living room to give me a chance," Fu Ruoshi's brows relaxed when he saw her.
He touched her head and said gently, "Are you tired? If you are, I'll ask someone to take you back."
Wen Zhixia shook her head, "Did Zhao Zhengrong call you?"
Fu Ruoshi glanced at his phone and shook his head, "But be prepared. Even if he and Wang Aimin knew the truth, they wouldn't easily tell it."
"I understand that," Wen Zhixia said. "Then wouldn't it be faster if we just handed all the information over to the police and then followed up through our connections in the public security, procuratorate, and courts?"
Fu Ruoshi looked behind him and closed the balcony door.
He gestured, "It's a 50-50 split. Wang Aimin is the city party secretary's chief secretary, and he has very long arms. Once our information is handed over to the police, there's no turning back. If it were me, I'd send someone to set fire to the office and burn all the most important evidence, and the case would be immediately terminated due to insufficient evidence. Of course, if we could mediate, we could avoid such losses, but it would cost a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources. Instead, it's more convenient to settle personal grudges privately and then give the police some credit, as is happening now."
Wen Zhixia nodded.
Unless there is an order to arrest these big tigers from above, there are ten thousand ways to get out even if they are put in jail.
"By the way, we've investigated before," Wen Zhixia asked again, "There's a killer named Kuang Asi in the Zhao Group. Should we ask him for information about this person?"
Fu Ruoshi shook his head. "You can't ask. I've seen that man's photo. Assuming he's not dead, if you mention him to Zhao Zhengrong, he'll kill him immediately to silence him."
Wen Zhixia suddenly understood.
The bottom line of these cannot be underestimated.
"Don't worry, it will be done soon." Fu Ruoshi patted her, "Come in, the balcony is cold."
Return to the bedroom.
As soon as Zhao Xiaoning saw Fu Ruoshi come in, his sleepy eyes instantly became alert.
"No, don't hit me, I don't know anything!" He looked at Fu Ruoshi who was pressing him step by step, and arched his back like a caterpillar. "Sister-in-law, please save me. You are a doctor. Doctors can only save people, not kill them."
When he heard the word "sister-in-law", Fu Ruoshi actually paused.
He turned his head to look at Wen Zhixia, as if asking for her opinion.
"Who is your sister-in-law?" Wen Zhixia said coldly, "Why do you want to chop others?"
"Yeah," Fu Ruoshi added, "Why did you want to chop me? Also, what's in that syringe your men are holding?"
Zhao Xiaoning's ankle, which had been stepped on by him just now, had become swollen and was now whimpering.
He didn't dare say anything because he would be beaten no matter what he said.
Fu Ruoshi is the rival that he will never be able to let go of in his life. His appearance, his charm, and his talents are all what Zhao Xiaoning wants but can never get.
Fu Ruoshi looked at his cowardly appearance, and then thought of how Zhao Zhengrong doted on him and obeyed him in everything, and he felt angry again.
He took a shoe puller and wanted to go over and hit Zhao Xiaoning, but at this moment, the cell phone on the table rang.
It was Zhao Zhengrong calling.
"Hello, Xiao Fu, Xiao Wen, this is what's going on." Zhao Zhengrong was very polite on the phone. "I've already sent someone to inquire about the new coal issue. Because it's been so long, it's hard to find the right person right away. Please bear with me for a moment. I'll definitely give you a reply as soon as possible."
Fu Ruoshi gave Wen Zhixia a look, meaning, look, it's true.
Fu Ruoshi squatted down, brought the microphone closer to Zhao Xiaoning, and placed his palm on his injured ankle, about to press down hard...