Chapter 188 Come on, all troops, attack!

Zhang Mo glanced at her, nodded, and said to the camera, "The following events may involve some patient privacy, so we won't be broadcasting that part live."

It's enough that everyone understands that we are innocent.

As for Mr. Yu, I will use more formal methods to negotiate, and please do not harass him through online violence or other means.

Well then, that's all for today. Goodbye.

Zhang Yiming, who was staying at Yan Shuyi's company, watched the disconnected live stream and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder through gritted teeth: "Did you understand? President Zhang said, DO NOT ...

Li Wei: "I understand! I couldn't understand better!"

Zhou Yue: "Working with Boss Zhang is so exciting!"

Xu Wen had already started calling Yuan Shui: "Hey, Mr. Yuan. Oh, you've already watched the live stream? That's great, then I don't need to waste my time explaining it again. You know what to do. We'll stick to the previous payment method..."

Cheng Hu slammed his hand on the table and shouted into the office behind him, "Everyone, stop working! Take out your phones and give this bastard surnamed Yu a piece of your mind!!!"

Come on, all troops, attack!

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Since seeing the live stream being shut down, the attitude of Jiang's parents has changed.

They had both seen the chat log and finally realized that President Yu could no longer help them.

Zhang Mo, in front of them, became their only lifeline.

The main thing is that Ms. Zhang's calm and composed demeanor in the face of adversity always gives people the illusion that "she can handle any problem."

Jiang's mother was desperate for her son's sake. Since there were no onlookers around, she immediately knelt down before Zhang Mo: "Mr. Zhang, I'm so sorry, we have no other choice! Please, please, you must save my son!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang's father immediately came over and pulled her up, saying, "What are you doing? Get up! What kind of behavior is it for an elder to kneel before a junior?!"

With tears streaming down her face, Jiang's mother said with a sorrowful expression, "I'm willing to endure any hardship as long as my son can get better."

Mr. Jiang looked at his wife with heartache: "Don't be like this, don't be like this, get up first, I believe Mr. Zhang will not stand by and watch her die!"

After they finished speaking, the two of them secretly glanced at the reactions of the people around them.

This tactic of moral blackmail, where the two of them often use each other, usually results in those around them feeling guilty and agreeing to all their requests.

At least, for all these years, that's how they've treated their daughter, Xiao Jiang.

Every time went so smoothly.

However, it seems they miscalculated this time.

Zhang Mo was standing there replying to a WeChat message from Zhang Chenxiao, asking if she needed any help.

Red Hair guarded the gate meticulously.

Xiao Tao has already opened the cabinet and drunk the pure milk; it was just a few days ago that her relatives brought it over.

With nothing to do, and one end of the chain on Jiang Tianci's ghost still tied to his finger, Yu Hui was so bored that he started playing with it by hooking his finger. Jiang Tianci's ghost was like a hydrogen balloon, being swayed back and forth in the air by him.

Yan Shuyi is still gazing affectionately at "Jiang Tianci".

Well, everyone seemed to be both very free and very busy, but no one came over to try to help her up.

The attitude was: "Kneel if you want, it's none of my business. You can kneel as long as you want, I'm busy."

Jiang's parents: "......"

That's really awkward.

There was no other way but to silently get back up.

Just then, Zhang Mo finished replying to the WeChat message and raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Oh, you're up already? Are you not planning to save your son?"

Jiang's parents: "......"

What should I do now? Should I kneel again? I don't think I'll be in the same boat anymore...

Having no other choice, they could only grit their teeth and say, "I know Mr. Zhang is capable, please, you must save my son, he's our only child."

Zhang Mo: "Oh, really? I seem to remember you had a daughter."

Jiang's mother looked embarrassed: "Daughter...daughter is no longer here, is she? Only our son is left, and we can't afford to lose him."

Mr. Jiang sincerely said, "I apologize for what I did at Mr. Yan's company. As parents, we suddenly lost our daughter and in a moment of emotion, we said a lot of unpleasant things. We are very sorry to Mr. Yan and Mr. Zhang."

But we now know we were wrong, and we will never pursue the matter of our daughter's suicide again. As long as Mr. Zhang can have a change of heart and resolve my son's problem, let's pretend this never happened.

Don't be fooled by his sweet words; he's actually quite shrewd in his own mind.

First, appease this Mr. Zhang and get things sorted out for his son.

We'll settle accounts with this Mr. Yan later.

Anyway, they still have the 500,000 yuan that President Yu gave them, and they definitely won't return that money. It's enough for them to slowly wear down Yan Shuyi.

Jiang Tianci raised his head blankly and looked at his father: What do you mean by pretending it never happened?

A living person just died like that, and it's as if nothing ever happened?

Zhang Mo laughed and casually pulled up a chair to sit down: "You're not going to pursue this, huh? Then it's my turn to pursue it. No one is allowed to leave until we clearly explain how Xiao Jiang died."