Chapter 64 Hidden Tales【VIP】

"I'm sorry, you know my family situation, I can't help you..."

In the temporary holiday villa, Zhou Miaoting hung up the phone angrily. When the Zhou family was prosperous, these people would come to them with a shameless face and respond to their every request. But now that the Zhou family is in trouble, they all run away faster than rabbits.

She couldn't give up. Her father and brother were in prison, and Xiaoyang...

She had to do something. Zhou Miaoting calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and dialed the number that had been lying quietly in her address book.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. A lazy male voice came from the noisy music: "What's up?"

Zhou Miaoting bit her lip and pleaded, "Master Ji, can you help me?"

Ji Yuxiang sneered, as if he had heard something amusing. "The authorities have already spoken. The evidence of the Zhou family's crimes is irrefutable. Everyone will be shunned. Why do you want me to help you?"

Zhou Miaoting leaned against the sofa and said quickly, "Mr. Ji, as long as the Zhou family can get through this difficult time, we'll definitely be able to make a comeback! I'm an artist in your company, a top star with tons of fans. I can bring a lot of traffic to the Ji family. I can make a lot of money for you, and I can also..."

"That's enough." Ji Yuxiang interrupted her. "You still think you're one of the Four Little Flowers? You have so much negative information flying around, it's already a breach of contract. I haven't even gone to ask you for liquidated damages, but you've come to me on your own."

"I..." Zhou Miaoting opened her mouth, her eyes dimming.

"But it's not impossible for me to help you." Ji Yuxiang suddenly changed the subject. Zhou Miaoting held her breath. He probably found a quiet place, and the noise on the phone was much quieter.

Ji Yuxiang slowed his voice and guided her slowly, "I remember Qian Ming and your eldest brother seemed to have a good relationship, right? The Zhou family has been doing great business over the years, especially after connecting with the Qian family. Their assets have increased several times over. Zhou Hongsheng's business career has been very smooth. Do you know why?"

Zhou Miaoting's eyes flashed. "I, I don't know. Dad and brother don't usually tell me these things..."

"The Qian family is involved in bulk trade and transportation, and they have several fleets of vehicles under their control. I remember that the developer of Hengyang Community initially chose a local building materials company as their partner. However, as luck would have it, the person in charge of that company was in a car accident the day before they arrived to sign the contract. Time was of the essence, and every day of delay meant a huge financial penalty. The developer had no choice but to contact another building materials company to redraft the contract."

His words were unhurried, but the meaning behind them sent a chill down Zhou Miaoting's spine. "The Zhou family secured this great project, using it as a springboard to truly step into the upper echelons of society. Zhou Hongsheng has been blessed with luck quite a few times. As a businessman myself, I'm very interested in this."

Zhou Miaoting's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her voice became a little sharp. "I don't understand what you are saying. Since Master Ji is unwilling to help, I won't bother you anymore."

"Don't reject me so quickly. You can tell me what you know. In return, I can waive your penalty and give you something to hold against Bai Qingying. I'm sure you'll be interested."

Zhou Miaoting's thumb, which was hovering over the screen, paused, her expression changing unpredictably. The person on the other side was not in a hurry either, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

She was silent for a full half minute before speaking with some difficulty: "What handle?"

A deep, pleasant voice came through the phone, like Satan whispering in her ear with a smile: "A handle that can make Gu Shaochen despise her or even want to kill her. Tingting, do you want to know?"

"……think."

Zhou Miaoting swallowed, and her pale knuckles suddenly clenched the phone.

*

Lin Zhihua pushed open the door of the reception room. A man was sitting on the sofa with his back to her, fiddling with the tea set in his hands calmly.

"Mr. Lin."

The man turned around, his dark grey suit accentuating his tall figure, his eyes sharp with age. He smiled faintly, and all the sharpness faded instantly.

Lin Zhihua calmly closed the door and looked up. "Boss Su came in person, so it seems this isn't just a simple collaboration. What can I do for you?"

"sit."

Su Huahao smiled and poured Lin Zhihua some freshly brewed tea. "Mr. Lin, don't be too defensive with me. I have no ill intentions."

Lin Zhihua looked down at the clear liquid and didn't pick it up. "Boss Su, making tea is the master's job."

Su Huahao was slightly stunned, then put the teapot down and said apologetically, "I overstepped my bounds."

"No, you're the elder." Lin Zhihua picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Mr. Su, there's no need to test my attitude. If you have anything to say, just speak frankly."

Su Huahao's smile deepened. "Mr. Lin, I want to work with Zhixing Technology to develop a holographic game. The largest gaming company in the industry is Yunhui, a subsidiary of Su Corporation. We have the best planning and game production teams, and we're sure to create a holographic game that's a global hit."

Lin Zhihua paused while drinking her tea. She raised her question: "Why didn't President Su choose to cooperate with Xinrui Technology for development, but came to me instead?"

"He's not as good as you. If you want to find a partner, of course you have to look for the best. Starlight and light can make up for it. Compared to Xinrui, I am more optimistic about Zhixing Technology." He looked at her with undisguised admiration.

Lin Zhihua put down the cup and met the pair of smiling eyes: "Forgive me for refusing. Looking for the best, in my opinion, you are not

She was genuinely surprised.

"Oh? I wonder what Su did wrong that caused Mr. Lin to have such a low opinion of me?"

Lin Zhihua gently stroked the cup with her fingertips. She didn't answer his question, but instead changed the subject: "Boss Su, do you still remember the fire at Longxing Winery two years ago?"

"Boss Lin suspects I set the fire," Su Huahao said thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled and asked, "There are many ways to make someone disappear. Boss Lin should understand this, right? Besides, taking action on your own territory is unwise, isn't it?"

Lin Zhihua didn't say anything.

Fire, car accidents, drowning... There are indeed many kinds of accidents, but not all of them are natural disasters, nor can they be attributed to fate. Some of them are man-made disasters, which are extreme measures taken by some people to achieve certain goals.

After all, the dead can't move or speak.

Lin Zhihua smiled, "Boss Su, I still hope you can be more honest. After all, I know much more than you think."

Su Huahao's expression was complicated and gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long silence, he finally smiled, his tone unrecognizable as either joy or anger. "Boss Lin is truly well-informed, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. The fire at Longxing Winery was indeed an accident. Who would have thought he'd just drop his cigarette butt on an exposed electrical wire? Looks like God is helping me, too."

The tea in the cup was no longer steaming. Su Huahao took a sip before continuing, "I really wanted to do something. That young man was too greedy. He saw Qiqi and I getting mad... I don't know how he got Qiqi's contact information, and he often used it to threaten her. I realized Qiqi was not in a good state, and then I found out that he had been sending threatening letters every other day. Besides money, he even wanted to become my son-in-law."

Su Huahao concealed the expression in his eyes and slowly poured himself another cup of tea.

Lin Zhihua looked a little puzzled. She had just lied to him, and Su Huahao had confessed so easily? Ji Yuxiang hadn't told her about this hidden secret before.

"Since President Lin knows about this, I hope you can keep it a secret." Su Huahao said solemnly. Seeing Lin Zhihua nod, he casually handed her a document. "I know President Lin is investigating the overpass accident case recently. This information should be of some help to you."

Lin Zhihua lowered her eyes and saw the name of the Qian family. Her eyes moved, "Why are you helping me?"

"Just consider it my sincere sign of cooperation." Su Huahao smiled gently. "After all, I don't like people who 'turn the chessboard over when they can't win.'"

*

"Captain, the technical investigation team found surveillance footage at the International Financial Center and discovered that several black taxis passed by here yesterday afternoon. They are suspected to be the suspects." The young policeman handed over a surveillance video.

Zhuo Jing frowned, "Continue to trace the license plates of these cars and see where they were last seen."

He Anwen had just come out of the interrogation room when he heard the conversation inside. He closed the office door and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Master, we just sent out special police to arrest me, and my son got the news and ran away. Do you think there is a mole in the bureau?"

Zhuo Jing glanced at him and said nothing.

They were colleagues who worked together day and night, and He Anwen didn't want to doubt them at all, but he knew in his heart that every time they found evidence, the other party would immediately get the news and flee in a hurry.

The successful arrests in this operation were made possible thanks to a secret task force set up by the bureau, which was directly coordinated by Zhuo Jing and the superiors. After these few fish that slipped through the net were caught, all those involved in the case would be suspended and subject to internal investigation.

When He Anwen thought about this, he felt as if his internal organs were left in the cold wind and were being blown.

"Don't think too much, let's arrest him first." Zhuo Jing closed his notebook and stood up. "Come with me to interrogate Zhou Hongsheng later. Make sure to pry his mouth open."

He Anwen nodded and looked at Zhuo Jing with a worried look, "If the bureau really has the Zhou family's 'ears', then Lawyer Fu and Miss Lin who provided us with evidence are in a very dangerous situation now? What if the suspect holds a grudge, will they be deliberately retaliated against?"

Zhuo Jing patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I have arranged people to protect them. If any criminals dare to show up, they will be arrested immediately."

Zhou Hongsheng was halfway through the interrogation when Zhuo Jing's cell phone rang in his pocket. He glanced at He Anwen, said a few words to the police officer next to him, and left.

Seeing the contact displayed above, Zhuo Jing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he answered the call without hesitation.

An anxious voice came from the phone.

"Oh no, Captain Zhuo, Miss Lin is missing."