Transmigrated to the 60s with a System, Thriving in the Era

Profligate rich second-generation heir Li Qingming transmigrated.

He became a vegetative patient. His family used half a bag of cornmeal to get him a wife, ostensibly for "good luck."...

Chapter 819 On-site shooting

"You don't know me, remember, I'm not someone to be trifled with."

Li Mingqing smiled and sat down, pointing to the tape recorder beside him. "Vice President Zhang, please look, are you surprised? It's recorded. If you know anyone in the Ministry of Health, just wait for the Discipline Inspection Commission to investigate. I guarantee they'll find out."

Zhang Dehai's face turned pale.

You're shooting yourself in the foot.

What to do?

Li Mingqing held up the radio and said, "Reporter Zhuo, let's go."

When Zhang Dehai heard this, he stared at Zhuo Yongchun.

What?! Reporter!

It’s completely over!!!

He was so frightened that he lost all his strength, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

Some are frightened and some are happy.

Liu Chong felt that he was alive again and could live another five hundred years.

In the room.

The two women got dressed.

"Manager Zhou, what should we do? Our photos are being taken," Xiaoli was extremely worried.

She is getting married next month. What if the photos get out?

"Calm down first. They're targeting Zhang Dehai." Zhou Yuqing opened her bag and took out a wad of money. "Here, the promised reward."

Xiaoli took the money, put it in her pocket and left.

Only Zhang Dehai and Zhou Yuqing were in the huge suite.

Zhou Yuqing lit a cigarette, looked at him with disdain, and sneered, "You have come to this day!"

Zhang Dehai slapped her: "Bitch, you are so ungrateful."

"Hmm? Where's the hmm? You slept with me, so it's only right that you buy my medicine. You've been greedy for so many years," Zhou Yuqing smiled, touching the slap mark on her face.

"Bitch, who asked me to have sex with you in the first place? Why are you playing the victim?"

"Hahaha, neither of us is a good person," Zhou Yuqing laughed and then cried, "Zhang Dehai, you're done. When I was pregnant, you got me drunk and sent me to sleep with someone else. In the end, the child was gone. Zhang Dehai, this is karma."

"Bitch!" Zhang Dehai kicked her. "It's all your fault!"

Zhou Yuqing rode on him and struggled hard.

After more than ten minutes, both of them were exhausted.

Zhang Dehai whispered, "Yuqing, go ahead and live in Hong Kong. The money you earned in the past few years will be enough for you to live comfortably in your next life."

"Zhang Dehai!"

Zhou Yuqing cried out heartbreakingly, "I've slept with so many men for your benefit! Do you deserve me?! Why did you lie to me in the first place?"

He closed his eyes and said, "Let's go, go far away, and never come back."

"Haha, neither of us can escape."

"It's too early to say that. It's not the last minute yet. I'll go find someone." Zhou Dehai put on his clothes. "By the way, hide the previous list."

Zhou Yuqing didn't raise her eyes: "I hid it a long time ago."

He lifted her up from the ground and slapped her hard.

"Wake up, the battle is not over yet."

"It's not over yet? The reporters are here. You think such explosive news won't be published? Don't dream." She smiled bitterly, "At this point, it's better to be honest."

He pinched her jaw hard and said through his teeth: "Don't talk nonsense."