Chapter 1084

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu strolled for a while and returned to the hotel; Jian Qiu went to take a shower, Zhou Andong picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, then sat on the sofa; his butt hadn't even sat warmly yet when the room door was knocked heavily.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhou Andong stood up to open the door; it was actually Chang Baoliang wearing a police uniform, followed by two police officers.

"Here to arrest me?" Zhou Andong smiled and shook his head: "Come in."

Entering the room, Zhou Andong pointed to the sofa: "Sit."

Chang Baoliang and the two police officers sat down; Zhou Andong took out cigarettes and lit them for them.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

"I didn't want to come either." Chang Baoliang sighed: "But Song Ziyi is missing; once this news leaks, it will be very unfavorable for you. Therefore, we do this, which is also a kind of protection for you."

Zhou Andong still understood this principle, and Chang Baoliang came in person, so this face was not small; if he hadn't made arrangements, he would definitely have followed them.

"Thank you for your trust and protection in me." Zhou Andong held the cigarette and also lit one: "There will be results tomorrow for this matter, so I won't go with you today."

"There will be results tomorrow?" Chang Baoliang looked at Zhou Andong: "What results?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "You will know tomorrow."

Chang Baoliang didn't say much; Zhou Andong was not a kind person, so since he said so, he must have made arrangements beforehand.

"Fine!" Chang Baoliang pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Since it's like this, I'll wait to see the results tomorrow."

Zhou Andong sent Chang Baoliang to the door; originally he wanted to invite Chang Baoliang to dinner.

But he was now full of controversy; if he was caught by someone with ulterior motives, he wouldn't be afraid, but it would have too much influence on Chang Baoliang, so he could only wait until this wind passed before talking.

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October 22, 1993, the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, Friday!

As soon as Yue Guoqiang entered the office, he grabbed the phone and called Chang Baoliang: "How is it?"

Chang Baoliang said: "Yesterday afternoon, I met Zhou Andong at the hotel, but I didn't bring him back."

"Eh?" Yue Guoqiang frowned: "Zhou Andong is unwilling?"

"No!" Chang Baoliang explained: "He should have made arrangements, which is why he said so; we might as well see the situation."

"That's fine, let's leave it at that."

Yue Guoqiang put down the phone, sat in the chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest; after a long while, he suddenly stood up, opened the office door, and a female police officer happened to pass by.

"Little Liu!"

The female police officer stopped: "Leader, what's the matter?"

Yue Guoqiang asked: "Has the morning newspaper arrived?"

"I don't know." Little Liu shook her head: "I'll go see."

Yue Guoqiang said: "If it arrives, send it to my office immediately."

"Okay!" Little Liu walked away quickly.

Yue Guoqiang turned to the window; Zhou Andong said there would be results today; what results would there be?

In his view, for this matter, if Song Ziyi didn't spit it out, Zhou Andong would have no way to wash himself.

"Pop, pop, pop..."

The office door was knocked lightly; Yue Guoqiang shouted: "Come in."

The door opened, and a young man in a police uniform walked in, smiling when he saw Yue Lei.

"Sister Lei is here too."

"I'm looking for Old Yue for something; you guys talk." Yue Lei stood up with a smile and walked out of the office, closing the office door on the way.

"How is it?" Yue Guoqiang asked.

The young man said in a deep voice: "Song Ziyi's whereabouts have been investigated."

Yue Guoqiang's spirit was lifted: "Where?"

"Xiangjiang!" The young man said: "Left three days ago."

"He caused such a big thing, how could he suddenly run to Xiangjiang?"

Yue Guoqiang muttered to himself, and immediately thought of the results Zhou Andong mentioned.

"Could it be..."

Just then, the office door was knocked again: "Come in."

That female police officer took a newspaper and walked in, greeted the young man, and then placed the newspaper on the desk.

"Morning newspaper, just delivered."

Yue Guoqiang picked it up; the front-page headline, the bold title was very eye-catching.

"Returning Chinese Merchant, Angel or Devil!"

Then there was a photo of a person kneeling in front of a hospital bed, kowtowing to another person.

Below was the text, a large space, detailing the truth about Zhou Andong ordering his subordinates to beat up a returning Chinese merchant.

Finally, this reporter with a sense of justice said: If you are a friend, we welcome all Chinese merchants and Western entrepreneurs to invest in China; if you are not a friend, we don't welcome you even if we are poor.

Yue Guoqiang laughed out loud, and his mood suddenly became bright: "So that's it, so that's it; that Song Ziyi must have fled in fear of crime."

The young man leaned over to look at the newspaper, and Yue Guoqiang handed it to him directly: "You take a look."

The young man took it, and after reading it, the expression on his face became very wonderful.

"This... this reversal is really a bit caught off guard."

Yue Guoqiang's mood was incredibly good: "Now, some people should vomit blood."

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Still that courtyard with strict guards, an old man sitting on a rattan chair drinking tea, a middle-aged doctor explaining.

"Cannot smoke anymore; as for alcohol, you can only drink a small cup every night, no more than one tael."

The old man was very dissatisfied: "I can not drink alcohol, but I cannot not smoke."

The doctor smiled bitterly: "Chief, you really cannot smoke anymore."

The old man waved his hand: "I know my own body; smoking won't be a problem, not smoking will be a problem."

The doctor also knew that cigarettes were the old man's lifeblood; letting someone who had smoked for a lifetime quit smoking was not very likely.

"If you can't quit, then control the amount." The doctor said: "No more than five cigarettes a day."

The old man thought for a while, and finally agreed: "Fine, five cigarettes a day is five cigarettes a day."

The doctor smiled: "Now the weather is cool; you should wear more clothes when you come out. You can stay outside for a while at noon, and try not to come out in the morning and evening."

"Report!" A report came from outside.

"Come in!" The old man shouted.

The doctor gave the nurse beside him a few more instructions, then turned and left.

Zhan Jiang walked in; the old man saw the smile on his face and asked.

"What good thing is there."

Zhan Jiang handed the morning newspaper in his hand to the old man: "You take a look."

The old man took the newspaper, and after seeing that report, he laughed happily.

"This little comrade Zhou Andong still has some means."

Zhan Jiang nodded: "This is something no one expected."

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Time came to noon; the Legal Daily, Youth Daily, and City Daily and other major newspapers reported one after another the fact that Song Ziyi framed Zhou Andong, causing an uproar in public opinion.