Chapter 59, Zhong Qihan, you deserve to die!

Chu Lizheng looked at the news items that were trending on the tablet screen with a gloomy expression.

The number one trending search now is the news about him and Chu Xiaoxiao being poisoned by mushrooms, and the ugly photos of the brother and sister with hideous expressions.

The second hot search was about Nancheng’s top scholar Zhong Yangyang, which was full of screenshots of Zhong Yangyang and Zhong Qihan’s live broadcast rooms, each of which could be printed out directly to make postcards.

This was not what made Chu Lizheng most angry. What really disappointed Chu Lizheng was that one of the pictures was a screenshot of Zhong Yangyang being interviewed by reporters as the top scorer in Nancheng.

Next to the elegant and generous Zhong Yangyang, Kong Xiyan was yawning lazily.

It turns out! They already knew each other!

When Chu Lizheng thought about what he had suffered, he felt a burning pain in his internal organs.

From this point of view, the poisoning of him and his sister should not be a simple accident.

You are so good, Zhong Qihan!

He actually resorted to such despicable means!

If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!

No one can play tricks on him like this, Zhong Qihan, you deserve to die!

Taking his eyes off the tablet, Chu Lizheng looked at the man with the fox eyes: "Okay, I agree."

Seeing that Chu Lizheng agreed, the man with fox eyes raised the corners of his lips and revealed a satisfied smile.

Not long after, he left Chu Lizheng's ward, walked outside the hospital, and made a phone call: "Please tell Master that this has been handled. The Zhong family will definitely pay a sufficient price this time. Please rest assured, Master."

At this time, it started to rain. The man held up a black umbrella, slowly walked into the crowd on the street, and disappeared into the night.

At the same time, Kong Xiyan sat on a bamboo chair with a reclining back, looking at the dense rain curtain in front of her, squinting her eyes slightly.

Gao Qianglin died in an accident, Gao Qianqian has been executed, and the Gao couple and their young son have gone into hiding under a different name.

Logically speaking, the Zhong family should have no other problems at the moment, but how to explain Zhong Qi Han's poison?

and……

Kong Xiyan stretched out her fingers and calculated, and it seemed that Zhong Qihan's disaster had just begun.

At this point, Kong Xiyan finds it hard to think that this is a coincidence or an accident.

"Could it be that someone is setting up a plan specifically targeting the Zhong family?" Kong Xiyan narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression solemn.

For money, or something else?

While Kong Xiyan was calculating, screenshots of Zhong Yangyang being interviewed continued to spread on the Internet.

The fans who watched the variety show live also changed their attitude from admiring the village chief to mocking the people with connections.

[Internet Superstar: It's hilarious, yet it's also realistic. To me, this is just a script, performed for idiots!]

[Mist Child: That's what variety shows are all about. Just have fun watching them! Why bother with so much?]

Earth Natives: I'm already fed up with the pretentious guy, and now, besides the pretentious brother and sister, there's also a pretentious village chief. It's like family is like family, they're all pretending together! Can we please get them to pack up and get off the planet?!

[Heavy torrential rain in the Kikube area: No, am I the only one who sympathizes with the Cheng family siblings? They're a family, so they really paid for it!]

[Durilaom: Chengze: Am I the one who suffers the loss? Of course not!]

[Cigarette Prince: Everyone, stop arguing. See how they act tomorrow! Spray them to death!]

When everyone unanimously decided to teach Kong Xiyan and Zhong Qihan a lesson, the director team was also holding an emergency meeting.

"The main focus of our program is authenticity and sincerity, but now there is not much sincerity and everything has become a mess! There are even people who have been poisoned by mushrooms, and even the official website has named us. This cannot go on!" The director frowned.

"Nowadays, the best time for live broadcast traffic is during meal times. Netizens say that our show is suitable for eating with meals, and they also ask us to do food broadcasts." The deputy director was indignant. The netizens' remarks were not very harmful, but very insulting!

Doesn't this question their professional skills? !

That’s too much!

"Yes, we still have to add some value and elevate the theme." The chief director sighed: "Hurry up, brainstorm and come up with a solution!"

"Director, I have an idea." The planner came forward and said, "I heard that there's an archaeological team in the village now. How about having the guests go find the archaeological team tomorrow? Regardless of whether they can cooperate or not, at least we can temporarily elevate this theme."

"Yeah, fine!" The director slapped his thigh and said, "That's it! Give the guests a task tomorrow morning and tell them to go directly there. Don't eat at the village chief's place. We'll provide our own food so that netizens don't mistake us for food broadcasters!"

Everyone nodded.

Not long after, Kong Xiyan received a notice from the director team: there was no need to prepare meals for the guests all day tomorrow, as the director team had other arrangements.

"That's great. I'll go check out the archaeological team tomorrow." Kong Xiyan yawned, remembering that the archaeological team members had reported to her that they were short of manpower, and even the seriously ill Captain Lu was preparing to get up to participate in the archaeological work. She shook her head helplessly.

There are so many things to do, more than enough to finish even if you work around the clock, so why rush?

The ancient mysterious city has been buried underground for so many years, and these few days are enough?

Have a good rest! Let's improve the food for the archaeological team tomorrow!

Those players are so skinny...

The next morning, when the guests were about to go out to the village chief's house for dinner, they received a notice from the program team asking them to gather at the village entrance for dinner, and then go to the nearby archaeological team camp together to experience the charm of history and culture and the hardships and difficulties of archaeological excavation.

Arriving at the village entrance, the Cheng brothers and sisters ate the breakfast prepared by the director's team, and they found it tasteless: "How can this compare to the chicken noodle soup at the village chief's house!"

The director team pretended not to hear. Fortunately, Qin Siyang and his sister brought some sour and spicy appetizers, so the Cheng siblings stopped complaining.

When the group arrived at the archaeological site, they found that there were about ten archaeologists busy there.

Seeing such a large group of people coming, the archaeological team became alert.

The theft and poisoning incidents occurred not long ago, and the culprits have not been found yet. What are these people doing here?

The director team immediately stepped forward to negotiate, claiming that this was a variety show with real feelings, and they wanted the guests to come and learn about archaeology and promote the importance of archaeology to history.

Although the director team spoke in a glorious and righteous manner, the archaeologists still did not nod and looked at the director team warily.

"No, you dragged us here early in the morning, but you didn't even negotiate, okay?" Cheng Ze frowned: "Do you still want us to wait?"

"Our variety show focuses on authenticity!" The director said calmly, "Guests can negotiate on their own. Of course, if you feel you can't handle it, you can wait a little longer."

"Who can't handle it? Who can't handle it? Is there anything we can't handle? Of course not!" Cheng Ze raised his chin and ran towards the archaeological team. Cheng Yue followed his brother closely. Then, the brother and sister both hit a wall and came back in disgrace.

"Is your person in charge here? I want to talk to your person in charge directly." Zhong Qi Han also went over.

"The person in charge?" The archaeologists glanced at Zhong Qihan. "Are you looking for our deputy captain?"

"Yes," Zhong Qihan continued, following the archaeologists' words, "Looking for your deputy captain."

"That's a bit risky. Our deputy captain is very busy. We can't say for sure when he will come." The archaeologist frowned, looking embarrassed.

At this time, another archaeologist pointed to an electric tricycle heading towards them not far away and said excitedly: "The deputy captain is here!"

"Huh?" Everyone immediately looked over when they heard the sound.

In the distance, a woman wearing a round straw hat came back riding an electric tricycle. Seeing the person getting closer and closer, compared with the excitement of the archaeological team members, Zhong Qihan's expression became increasingly ugly.

Kong Xiyan?! Why is she everywhere?

Zhong Yangyang's expression didn't improve either: Where did my sister steal this electric tricycle from?!

"Eh? Village chief?" The other guests and the director team were also stunned. Isn't this their village chief Xiao Kong?

Kong Xiyan got out of the car with her long legs, threw her straw hat into the truck bed, and smiled brightly: "Kids! I'm back!"

"Deputy Captain, what delicious food are you going to buy for us again?" The archaeological team members surrounded him.

"Two chickens, a fish, some beef, some vegetables, eggs, and a few watermelons. They're so sweet!" Kong Xiyan said with a smile, "I bought all of them from the villagers."

"Where's the car?" Zhong Yangyang immediately stepped forward and asked nervously, "Where did the car come from?"

"I borrowed it! It's Uncle Zhu's car from the village, and I have to return it to him this afternoon!"

Hearing Kong Xiyan say this, Zhong Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they weren't robbed, then she seemed to remember something and asked, "No, how come you became the deputy captain again?"

"It's a part-time job during the summer." Kong Xiyan answered as a matter of course: "Didn't I tell you when I was in Nancheng? I came here to work part-time."

"Part-time job? Haha." Zhong Qihan looked at Kong Xiyan and sneered.