Chapter 304: 305: Your ex-boyfriend?
Chapter 304 305 Your ex-boyfriend?
Shiyue's name is too familiar.
Her presence in the capital has surpassed most people.
A mistress who knows what to do and what to do, just enters the room in such a grandiose manner.
Became someone else's Xiao Xiang's life position.
The original wife became worthless in front of her.
Chengwen gave her enough confidence to let her sit in that position.
Regardless of whether she deserves that position or not.
Now, when a lady from a wealthy family in the capital sees Shiyue, she is a real estate tycoon, just like she sees Cheng Wen's real wife.
In the first 40 years of life, she did not participate in it for a moment.
The next 40 years of prosperity and wealth, but she wanted to get it all.
Vanity?
No no no, this is no longer vanity, this is ambition.
When ambition swept across, Shiyue's methods were no worse than Jiang Yi's.
Zhao Ying had always looked down on such a person.
But now that such a person has found himself, he won’t, isn’t it too bad?
As soon as Zhao Ying got into the car, Shiyue handed over a towel.
"Clean."
Zhao Ying took it without the slightest precaution: "Miss Shi really put her heart into it."
"I may be perfunctory when dealing with others, but I will not treat Miss Zhao."
Zhao Ying tilted her head to wipe off the water droplets on her hair.
The smile on her lips was always faint, as if she didn't like her at all: "How many people did Miss say this to?"
"Miss Zhao is the first," Shiyue said sincerely.
But there is a little bit of posturing in the sincerity.
"Since ancient times, the first one and the last one will take huge risks. The former is to be the first bird, and the latter is the bottom one. The purpose of Miss Shi's coming to me today is not simple, but more serious. If Miss Shi is not as blunt, after the chat Let's go back and rest."
Although Zhao Ying was fighting against Jiang Yi, she looked down on people like Shiyue. It was probably because her father brought out a pair of orphans and widows to rob them of their property before his death.
Therefore, she no longer has a good temper with those women outside.
When she heard Shiyue's name for the first time, she had already put Shiyue and those women outside together.
But relying on his youth and beauty, relying on some very powerful women, how dare she come to negotiate terms now?
Is it the courage given to her by Chengwen?
"An enemy's enemy is a friend. In a sense, Ms. Zhao and I should be considered friends."
Zhao Ying frowned slightly, looking at her: "Who?"
Shiyue looked at Zhao Ying, and said word by word: "Jiang Yi."
"I don't understand when Miss Shi and Jiang Yi became enemies."
Zhao Ying's words are probing. If there is no basis for her words, the enemy is just trying to use her hands to do something. If she does such a stupid thing, then she will definitely go down in history in the capital.
Since Zhao Zhen passed away, Zhao Ying has been struggling in the capital, and some people will criticize him if he is not careful. The Zhao family's property is now under the control of Mr. Zhao.
Not to mention that Mr. Zhao still has a few years to live.
Just in the present situation alone, she is not allowed to make any trouble-making actions.
Zhao Ying had to guard against this kind of person who came to his door suddenly.
"Miss Zhao didn't go to my art exhibition, did she? If she did, she would know how this incident ended."
Even if Zhao Ying has never been to the art exhibition, she almost knows the whole story of the incident. Jiang Yi exposed her identity as a painter of the imaginative school, making it difficult for her to stand in front of the wealthy ladies in the capital.
Devaluing her efforts for nothing, making others think that all her paintings are nothing more than plagiarism of other people's imaginations.
This is a fatal blow to a painter.
Jiang Yi's move directly overturned her decades of hard work.
In the past few decades, she has experienced various ups and downs in life.
Fu Xiting is a witness, how she climbed to her current position step by step, her painting talent and her hard work, and what a painful price she paid for all of this.
He clearly witnessed all this with his own eyes.
But when Jiang Yi pointed out all this, this man chose to remain silent, not only silent, but also helping others to question her.
This breath.
She couldn't bear it.
"Miss Shi, if you don't want to talk about it, what do you want?"
Zhao Ying asked straightforwardly.
"Miss Zhao is willing to unite with me?"
"That depends on how Miss Shi is."
…..
"Where is Zhao Ying?"
"gone."
As soon as Wu Mei came out of the kitchen, she saw that Zhao Ying, who was still in the living room, had disappeared.
"Where did you go? Don't you know how to send it to others in such heavy rain?"
Lin Jingzhou paused while holding the water glass: "Are you sincerely thinking that Zhao Ying and I can develop well, or is it because Zhao Ying is useful now that you have plans for her?"
Lin Jingzhou saw early in the morning that it was not so simple for Wu Mei to be close to Zhao Ying.
It stands to reason that the Zhao family is gone now, and the current situation is not as good as before. How could a person like Wu Mei, who keeps everything in his hands, allow a daughter who has settled down to be his daughter-in-law?
She definitely has plans for Zhao Ying now, if she didn't have plans, Wu Mei would never waste her time doing these useless things.
As for what the picture is.
Only she knows.
Wu Mei stared at Lin Jingzhou with deep eyes, and said after a long time, "Whether I have plans for Zhao Ying or not, you should know that I am not for myself, but for the Lin family."
Zhao Zhen is dead, and the old man of the Zhao family is old.
And Zhao Zhen has no other brothers.
This huge country has no one to take care of it for a while, Mr. Zhao is old, even if he wants to take charge of this huge empire, he doesn't have the energy, Zhao Ying?
A girl who is on a political path, even if she wants to go into business, it will take a very long time to change.
In the current scene, although Zhao Zhen is dead, the Zhao family still has some residual warmth, and this little residual warmth is all directed at Zhao Ying.
If it weren't for the Lin family still standing in the way, there would be many people in the capital climbing up to Zhao Ying to ask her to marry her, not for anything else but for the huge empire in her hands.
"You think you are for the Lin family?" Lin Jingzhou retorted Wu Mei.
"Lin Jingzhou, if I were Jiang Fu, I would definitely not like a man like you. If you go to the left, you can't sacrifice yourself wholeheartedly for my family's great cause. If you go to the right, you can't give up everything for a woman. She lives the life she wants, and if things don’t work out, you’re stuck in the middle, you’re up and down, and I’m going to blame others. What’s missing in this world is not critics, but comrades-in-arms who can walk with you. Criticize others Who wouldn't? But how much do you criticize others for? Now that things have happened and come to this point, we should work together to find a suitable solution to reduce our own losses. To the minimum, instead of looking forward and backward, looking at those past lives and blaming them."
"The things you discard like trash are the objects that others rush to. You look down on, you look down on the things you don't want, and most people can't get what they want."
"I have plans for her, am I wrong? Am I going too far? Do you know how many wolf-like people in the capital are staring at her now, if it wasn't for our Lin family to block her in front. She would still Can you sit in the negotiating court safely? Mr. Zhao has long been sent out to stabilize the family business by finding a good marriage. Jing Zhou, the family is given to others to let others inherit it. Do you think Zhao Ying doesn't know these thoughts of mine?"
At the beginning of October, Lin Jingzhou was transferred back to the capital. Interestingly, the high position in the capital was vacant, and there was no room for him to go in. Some people made assumptions that he came back to inherit Lin Qinghe's position.
If this is the case, the capital will be interesting.
"What does Jiang Fu's death have to do with you?"
In the police station, the police interrogated Lin Qinghe.
And what about Lin Qinghe?
That is completely ignorant At this time, facing the police's questioning, he pretended to be stupid: "I don't know what you are talking about."
The other party asked again patiently: "What does the death of former international negotiator Jiang Fu have to do with you?"
Facing the other party's inquiry, Lin Qinghe directly chose to remain silent.
Consecutive days of inquiries were unable to ask anything, and all kinds of high-tech means were used to no avail.
Those who watched a good show gave people the attitude of letting go if they have nothing to do.
Lin Qinghe was not able to sit in that position for nothing.
He has seen the scene of being exhausted and today too many times.
Coping methods have naturally penetrated into the bone marrow.
"If it has nothing to do with you, what kind of confession did you write?"
"Framed," Lin Qinghe responded.
"The handwriting is yours, and your fingerprints are also on the pen, and we are investigating the people Jiang Fu met after his death. You are one of them, and all kinds of evidence point to you."
Lin Qinghe remained calm: "Then I want to ask the police officer, do I have a motive to kill her? Will killing her benefit me?"
"Just because someone else framed me, you want me to take the blame? If you really don't have the skills, can you change someone else? Don't waste my time here, do you know that it will have a great impact on my career."
"You——," the other party was annoyed by Lin Qinghe's contemptuous voice.
Moreover, Lin Qinghe's words carried a bit of warning inside and out.
When the threat was raised, the look on the policeman's face became increasingly ugly.
After the interrogation time, if there is no evidence, they should release the person.
Once a person is let go, it is difficult to get it back.
"Why don't you ask your leader how to solve this matter?"
Lin Qinghe also gave advice to others in a friendly voice.
Bang, the cop smashes the table and leaves.
"Why are you competing with him?"
Gritting his teeth in anger, who had just come out of Lin Qinghe's interrogation room: "I'm just not reconciled. Is it true that people from poor families who come out to high positions are destined to become stepping stones for the rich and powerful?"
"This kind of case abounds at the feet of the emperor. Do you think it's about ability? The more you go up, the more connections and background you go up. You and I are just a small grassroots staff. If you don't sit in a certain position, you don't have that. The ability to fight injustices for anyone, otherwise you won’t lose money if you steal the chicken, and you carefully put yourself in it.”
…
"Who was the person who tried Lin Qinghe just now?"
In the car, Jiang Yi looked away from the police station entrance.
"Feng Kai, do you know him? It is said that he took the initiative to close this case."
Qian Xingzhi was also a little surprised when he heard the news.
Just a policeman, he would offend the powerful for the sake of the dead.
It shouldn't be.
Jiang Yi frowned and thought for a while: "I don't know."
"That's weird," Qian Xingzhi has been staring at this person for several days, but he hasn't seen any different behavior from this person.
But regarding Jiang Fu's case, she seems to be particularly concerned.
"Keep an eye on who will pick up Lin Qinghe."
When Qian Xingzhi heard Jiang Yi's words, he always felt that she had a winning posture.
His eyes slowly retracted, and he fell on Jiang Yi from the window: "Who do you think it will be?"
"It won't be my family."
"Lin Han?"
"He's not so stupid. Knowing that there are rumors everywhere right now, and Lin Qinghe hasn't been completely cleared of his charges, isn't it just to send shocking news to those media with poor resources? By then, no matter what It doesn't matter whether Lin Qinghe is the real murderer or not, Lin Han comes up to make a pair, and he will be a part of everything."
Qian Xingzhi was silent for a moment: "Then who do you think will come?"
"No benefit is required, anyone can come. If the benefit is maximized, Lin Jingzhou is the most suitable candidate."
Qian Xingzhi was shocked: "Your ex-boyfriend? Didn't he know the cause of your death?"
As long as Lin Jingzhou still has Jiang Yi in his heart, and has doubts about the cause of her death, then this matter cannot be carried out, and he will not come, but if-knowing that her death is strange, and the grievance of death still comes, it proves this. The man is no different. In his heart, the future and great career are far more important than the life and death of his fiancée.
"So what if I know? Can I still count on a man to be buried with me? Guard me like a jade and avenge my father's killing?" Jiang Yi unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand and took a sip of water, his light-hearted tone tinged with sarcasm.
Before Jiang Yi's bottle cap was screwed on, he saw a car slowly driving in not far away.
Immediately following, the man opened the car door and got out of the car, striding into the police station.
Qian Xingzhi's heart skipped a beat, as if he didn't expect Jiang Yi to guess right.
A slightly worried look fell on Jiang Yi, and the latter, looking at all this with a blank face, seemed to have expected it.
The indifferent look gave people a sense of indifference.
On October 8, 2010, the evening sky in the capital was gray. When she left the company, Wen Sirui reminded her to bring an umbrella.
I thought it would rain after returning home no matter what, but I didn't expect it to start raining at the police station.
Not long after Lin Jingzhou entered, the drizzle began to fall, covering the dark sky with a layer of rain and mist.
Jiang Yi looked at the raindrops on the car window, and recalled the streets of France many years ago in her mind. She had just finished her work, and those who stayed at the venue for a long time had no idea that it was raining outside.
In the evening, the hazy drizzle continued. Although the temperature was not high, it did not wet the clothes.
She stood under the eaves and considered for a moment, preparing to walk back to the hotel in the rain.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped down the steps, he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes coming with an umbrella not far away. This person was Lin Jingzhou.
At that time, she was on the streets of a foreign country, and from Lin Jingzhou, she seemed to have obtained the warmth that was extremely difficult to obtain in ordinary times.
She never denied that she was touched by Lin Jingzhou.
But all these emotions disappeared when the truth surfaced.
"Come out," Qian Xingzhi's words made Jiang Yi look up.
Looking around, I saw Lin Jingzhou and Lin Qinghe were about to go down the steps, probably never expecting it to rain.
His steps hesitated.
"Go—give an umbrella to Lin Fan."
"If this matter gets to Fu Dong's ears, I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between husband and wife," Qian Xingzhi thought carefully.
And recently, Fu Xiting's control over Jiang Yi has become more and more obvious, so obvious that he, an outsider, can feel it personally.
It's just that the street lights haven't been turned on yet, and the light in the police station is all supported by the surrounding high-rise buildings.
"No problem, I'll explain."
At six o'clock, the sky was already dark in the rainy and foggy sky.
Lin Jingzhou was about to go down the steps to get out of the car to get an umbrella, when he saw a man in a black jacket walking towards him from a distance.
Handed him an umbrella: "Lin Fan, our wife asked me to give it to you."
Mrs?
Lin Jingzhou has never met Qian Xingzhi, so he is not ready to accept the umbrella that was sent.
"Which one?"
"On the streets of France in 2006, I still remember who Lin Fan gave an umbrella to."
Qian Xingzhi's hand was never taken back.
"The umbrella is not the same umbrella as it used to be, and the person is not the same person as before. Lin Fan came to pick up people today, which means that some things have changed. The road is long and difficult. If there is a confrontation in the past, Lin Fan should take care."
For the last five words, Qian Xingzhi seemed to be afraid that people would not be able to hear them clearly, so he pronounced each word very clearly.
As soon as the words "French streets" came out in 2006, Lin Jingzhou knew that he was from Jiang Yi.
The latter words made Lin Jingzhou hesitate.
What if it was a confrontation in the past?
Can the former lovers only become rivals?
Lin Jingzhou looked past Qian Xingzhi to look for the vehicle behind him.
Looking for a vehicle?
No, no, no, what he was looking for was Jiang Yi, and that gaze was too obvious.
When did Qian Xingzhi first meet Lin Jingzhou?
It was in an era that was still peaceful, and he stood beside the leaders to visit the peacekeeping country where he was.
At that time, the young man was full of will, his appearance was better than that of Pan An, and he had the blessing of his life experience. He was like a character in a romance novel.
Later, he got to know him because of Jiang Fu's death, and he even got to know him in the newspaper.
Today, it can be regarded as the first time in reality.
After learning about the series of events, Qian Xingzhi didn't have a good impression of the international translator in front of him.
"Lin Fan, the saying that different roads lead to the same goal only exists in the beautiful world in books. In the real world, different roads will lead to the end in the end. Once people choose a road that deviates from the one they love, few can return to the world in the end. On the way, it is your choice for Lin Fan and his wife to become strangers."
Lin Jingzhou is not unaware that Jiang Yi is struggling on this road, nor is she unaware that she is taking risks on this road.
He obviously only knew about this, but he still chose to appear here today.
This is enough to prove everything.
"It's good to do it for yourself," Qian Xingzhi finished, turned and left.
"Please, sir, bring me a sentence for her—."
The sound of Qian Xingzhi's footsteps stopped when Lin Jingzhou shouted.
(end of this chapter)