RPAGF Chapter 246 Framed
Chapter 246 Framed
It turned out that after the two families got into trouble, the Xu family brought Xu Hui to the United States for recuperation and refuge.
As soon as Zhao and his son were released on bail, the first thing they did was to flee to the United States to avoid the limelight.
Although both sides suffered losses in the past, they united to deal with their common enemy, the Fu family.
Zhuo Rui was the first one from the Zhao family to report the case.
In the early days of his business, Fu Ruoshi was aggressive and offended many people. There were people who hated him, but more people were jealous of him and wanted to deal with him secretly.
It's just that he keeps himself clean and does things cautiously without leaving any handles, so there is very little negative information about Zhuo Rui.
Apart from some minor issues of missing application materials in the early stage, no fundamental issues were found.
What to do?
If there is no black material, we create it; if there is no handle, we forge it.
The United States is now keeping a close eye on Chinese technology companies, and any small problem will be magnified countless times. Their market has no shortage of entrepreneurs who are willing to come forward one after another. After harvesting one batch, there will be countless more.
The Zhao family started out as an arms dealer and had connections everywhere. They quickly relied on their connections in the local capital circle to contact several partners, seized on Zhuo Rui's early loopholes in taxation and declaration materials, and reported them mixed with forged false evidence.
The crime of espionage is of great importance, and reporting a small unit may not necessarily lead to success, but the significance is different when reporting against the thriving technology star Zhuorui.
Because it stood out so much, there were so many wolves staring at it, all wanting to grab its braids and drag it into the water to share the food.
"Dad, can we just kill Fu Ruoshi?" Zhao Xiaoning's eyes flashed with excitement. "I heard he's being held in Washington. Let's bribe the prison guards and give him a shot of potassium chloride to kill him!"
"Are you crazy?" Zhao Zhengrong scolded him. "Do you think this is Jincheng? You can kill whoever you want? Just behave yourself!"
Zhao Xiaoning had no choice but to shut up.
"Are we going too far?" Mother Xu felt a little guilty. "If Fu Ruoshi really has something wrong in there, the Fu family will sooner or later find out that it's us who are behind it."
Zhao Zhengrong pondered, "It's all for the children. As parents, if we can't stand up for our children, we'd be too pathetic."
three days later.
early morning.
After failing to contact Fu Ruoshi for two nights, Song Ailing finally couldn't bear it anymore.
A few days ago, after seeing the online reports about Zhuorui’s CEO being investigated, Song Ailing knew that the Zhao family’s revenge had begun.
She discussed it with Fu Keming, and they went their separate ways. Fu Keming contacted his friends in the United States to get information, while Song Ailing went to find Wen Zhixia.
seven thirty.
Song Ailing was waiting at the door of Wen Zhixia's office.
Ten minutes later, Wen Zhixia arrived. When she saw Song Ailing standing in the corridor, her anxiety became even worse.
"Mr. Song..." Wen Zhixia stepped forward, "If he..."
"Let's talk somewhere where there's no one."
Song Ailing looked at her expressionlessly, then turned and walked towards the familiar lounge.
"Mr. Song," Wen Zhixia closed the door, "I saw the news."
Song Ailing hummed, "Did Ruoshi contact you? Did he tell you any important information?"
Wen Zhixia thought for a moment.
"There's no crucial information," Wen Zhixia said bluntly. "He called me the other day and told me he wouldn't be back anytime soon and to contact you if there was an emergency. I didn't understand what he meant at the time, but after seeing the press release, I no longer believe he's a spy. This is definitely a false accusation."
Song Ailing said bluntly, "It was the Zhao family who did it. Zhao Xiaoning had only been out for a few days when something happened. Don't make it public. I came here to remind you to be careful."
Wen Zhixia bit her lip. When she saw the bluish complexion under Song Ailing's eyes, she knew that she had also had a sleepless night.
"How about you come back with me?" Song Ailing suddenly said.
It took Wen Zhixia a few seconds to realize that Song Ailing wanted her to go back to the Fu family.
"Now the Xu and Zhao families are hiding in the United States," Song Ailing explained, "Our family has completely offended these two families. They both know that you are the woman Ruo Shi cares about the most. I'm afraid they will harm you."
Wen Zhixia pondered:
She thought that since everyone believed that she was Fu Ruoshi's weakness, wouldn't she appear more important if she just protected him?
It is like tearing open the bleeding wound again and showing it.
That will only attract more sharks.
It would be better to just chop off the hand.
"Mr. Song, protection is only one aspect, but the cost of doing so is too high, and it's difficult for you to follow me around 24 hours a day. In fact, you can use public opinion to create momentum, saying that I am no longer his weak point, such as that I cheated on him during marriage, to create the illusion that he has drawn a clear line between us. In short, don't let those people think I am important, which is a more long-term solution."
Song Ailing had never thought about this angle.
Besides being stunned, she was also surprised by Wen Zhixia's decision.
In my previous impression, Wen Zhixia was timid and indecisive, and had the pedantic air of a highly educated family. She was particularly concerned about the outside world's evaluation and her good reputation.
I didn't expect that she would gamble with her reputation, which is what a girl values most, for Fu Ruoshi.
Once public opinion gets out, she will carry this stain for the rest of her life.
When a couple is in trouble, they run away separately. Not only does she not distance herself from the matter, she is also willing to get herself involved.
Song Ailing finally understood why Fu Ruoshi loved this girl so much. She had a kind heart, a ruthless hand, and the spirit of a gambler who was willing to risk her life. If this kind of courage was cultivated, she might become a powerful figure in the field in the future.
"No." Thinking of this, Song Ailing simply refused, "Our Fu family has been through all kinds of storms, so we don't need a little girl like you to take the blame."
Although her words were still sharp, her expression softened. "My son was so determined to choose you. Now it seems that there really is a special reason. Please add me back on WeChat. If you have any difficulties, you can call me directly."
After saying that, she left without looking back.
Maryland, USA.
The NSA is built in a forest a few kilometers away from Washington, surrounded by mountains and with complex terrain.
Fu Ruoshi has been in the interrogation room for almost four days.
The Intelligence Department interrogated him three times. At first, they asked normal questions, such as tariff issues, technology, sources of funds, and declaration materials. Later, the questions became more and more outrageous, asking him what day and time he was born, which hospital and ward he was in, whether he had worked in an intelligence agency... They wanted to use this method to disrupt the defendant's thinking.
Fu Ruoshi's psychological quality was also hard-earned through his experience in the free market. He knew that this way of questioning was to stimulate the emotions of the person being questioned. Once the person being questioned became anxious and lost control, he would be full of flaws and would be caught.
Therefore, he was always very calm, answering whatever was asked, without any emotion and without saying irrelevant words.
After all, the innocent are innocent, and he has nothing to say.
He had hardly slept these past few days, and couldn't sleep.
There was a surveillance camera above his head and a small bed next to him for him to take a nap. This was the first time in his life that he had been imprisoned. He felt depressed for a while at first, but he soon accepted the fact.
A moment later, police officers came in.
"Good morning, Mr. Fu, would you like some coffee?"