Zhou Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then replied: "My wife is always accompanied by bodyguards when she goes out, don't worry, she won't be able to leave!"
Zhou Hong shook his head. It was not safe at the Hanhai Hotel. He insisted, "Even if she takes him, you should send a few more bodyguards to follow her!"
Zhou Ran: “…”
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After leaving Xindu Community, Zhou Hong and Zhou Ran drove to the Zhou family's ancestral home.
The huge manor was brightly lit, illuminating the dark night sky, like a bright pearl in the darkness.
The two men went up to the small building where Grandpa Zhou lived. Just as they entered the old man's study, a teacup flew out and hit the wall next to it with a crisp "bang" sound.
Old Master Zhou sat behind the desk and angrily shouted at Zhou Hong who had just walked in: "You bastard, you still come here! You haven't come to see me for such a long time since you were discharged from the hospital. Is this still your home?! Did you come out of a stone?!"
Although Mr. Zhou was cursing angrily, his eyes could not hide his worry. If you looked closely, his eyes were slightly red.
Zhou Hong sighed when he saw this. He knew that the old man really cared about him. He also knew that when the old man first heard that he had been shot, he fainted out of anxiety and almost had a heart attack.
Poor parents in the world, thinking of this, Zhou Hong felt a deep sense of guilt.
He lowered his head and said, "Calm down, this is all my fault. There is a big case in the bureau that concerns the safety of the residents. I just finished my work today, and the first thing I did after I finished was to come and see you."
Zhou Ran didn't dare to breathe when he saw this situation. He turned around and quietly retreated, leaving the space for the father and son.
Seeing Zhou Hong say this, Mr. Zhou's attitude softened. He sighed, looked at Zhou Hong and said, "It's good that you didn't do it. However, the current situation is so chaotic, and your job is so dangerous... Do you have to continue doing it..."
Seeing Zhou Hong lower his eyes and remain silent, Mr. Zhou continued to persuade him: "If you really don't want to manage the family business, just want to stay in the system, at least go to a safer position..."
Old Master Zhou was really worried about Zhou Ran. He had already felt sorry for his wife who passed away young, and he didn't want his child to be hurt again.
The fact that Zhou Hong was shot this time was a huge shock to Mr. Zhou. If Zhou Hong didn't make it, I'm afraid Mr. Zhou would have died with him...
Facing his father's worried gaze, Zhou Hong said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. Besides, that group of people will be caught soon, and they can't hurt me."
Not intending to continue this topic, Zhou Hong changed the subject and said, "It is predicted that it will snow heavily in a while. The old house may be covered with snow in the future. You should make plans early and tell me if you need anything."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhou snorted and said, "I have dozens of people serving me here, so you don't need to worry about it! You should worry more about yourself!"
Zhou Hong smiled helplessly when he heard this: "My dear, I'm relieved that you have made arrangements here. I still have work to do in the bureau. I'll go first and come to see you after I'm done with my work in two days."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou frowned and said, "Why do you want to go right after you arrive? Is there no one else in your bureau except you? ... I asked the chef to cook your favorite dishes. You can go after dinner."
Zhou Hong shook his head apologetically: "There is a movement tonight, I have to watch it myself to feel at ease."
Because of his previous undercover experience, Zhou Hong now has to be vigilant.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhou could only sigh and did not stop him.
When he was about to speak, Zhou Hong seemed to be thinking about something. He opened his mouth and showed an expression as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
Mr. Zhou looked at Zhou Hong, frowned and asked, "What's with that expression on your face? Just say what you want to say! Don't be so hesitant, man!"
Zhou Hong was silent for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "Do you still have the sapphire brooch that you auctioned off a while ago?"
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