Chapter 424 Life and Death Depends on You
Liang Chihui's patience was running out. He said, "If you can give birth to the baby, then we can bargain with you."
He Sang's back stiffened.
"Pregnant women should behave themselves. Your identity is Mrs. Liang. Remember your identity. I will not treat you unfairly, including the child. My property and my network of influence will all belong to the children in the future, right? My own flesh and blood, the flesh and blood of the third child, I treat them all equally." Liang Chihui kissed He Sang's eyelids, feeling her slight trembling, and he felt inexplicably happy. "The life and death of this child depends on the mother. If the mother continues to toss, the child will also disappear. The operation will more or less hurt Mrs. Liang's body. It will be more difficult to conceive another one, right?"
He Sang looked at him.
Liang Chihui's smile remained unchanged, and he looked gentle to the core. "I believe that Mrs. Liang is very smart and knows how to make choices."
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Liang Jishen was waiting for news in Lao Zhang's office.
After hanging up the phone with Liang Jing, he stood up suddenly.
Liang Jing was afraid that he would act impulsively, so he spoke very tactfully. He also understood that He Sang almost had a miscarriage, but fortunately she survived. The Navigation District Bureau was concerned about the safety of the pregnant woman and did not dare to pursue her too closely, so Liang Chihui escaped.
In fact, Liang Chihui rushed to the Maternity and Child Health Hospital tonight. He had a bad feeling and it was indeed such a tricky situation.
"Ji Shen!" Old Zhang dozed off on the sofa. "There's a ribbon-cutting ceremony for a state-owned enterprise tomorrow. The CEO of China Overseas Group is the special guest. If you're not there, who's going to fill in for you?"
"I'm the deputy. I'm not going."
Liang Jishen opened the office door. Old Zhang flung aside the blanket and darted forward to intercept him. "There's no full-time position in Zhonghai right now, so the deputy position is the most important. You're not going? Should I dig Director Feng out of the grave to attend the ceremony?"
He smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, I'll help you dig it."
"Bullshit!" Old Zhang put his hands behind his back, his roar echoing across the huge office. "If you cut the ribbon honestly, I'll grant you a week's vacation and allow you to travel to another province."
Liang Jishen took out a cigarette to dispel his sleepiness.
"There's one condition: you can only participate secretly. Zhao Kai and Zheng Ping must be in the open. Your women and children are in danger, and I know I can't stop you. You're a dog with a bad temper and will bite anyone you catch." Old Zhang scolded him, but he really doted on him. "Arresting Liang Chihui is the Municipal Bureau's task. It's not your place to interfere. Don't be so stubborn, or I'll punish you severely!"
Liang Jishen held the cigarette butt in his mouth and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder. "Thank you very much, Lao Zhang. I will repay you in the future."
"What will you give me in return?"
He unlocked the door and walked out, "Get the old lady."
Old Zhang kicked him in the knee and said, "Your master's wife passed away, and I got through it all on my own. Why would you marry an old lady when you're over sixty?"
Liang Jishen went to the bathroom, filled a basin with cold water, washed his face, and took a long time to calm down.
Cheng Xun stood at the elevator entrance and asked, "Mr. Liang, are you going back to Zhonghai?"
He placed his hands on the marble table and stared at the mirror, which was a blur of mist. "Go and ask Fang Jingru to come to my office tomorrow morning."
Cheng Xun was stunned. "What use is Fang Jingru?"
"Fang Jingru is useless, but Fang Anyi is useful." Liang Jishen straightened his back. "Now Fang Anyi is the only one who has gained a little trust from Liang Chihui."
"Fang Anyi is completely obsessed with Liang Chihui. Even if a knife is placed on her neck, she will not cooperate with you. Fang Jingru loves his daughter dearly and does not want his innocent daughter to get involved in muddy waters."
"This year, there were rumors that Fang Jingru was going to get a promotion, but unfortunately, it didn't go smoothly. He temporarily took over the position for three months and was transferred back to his original position." Liang Jishen wiped the water droplets off and threw the handkerchief into the trash can. "I personally arranged it and guaranteed Fang Anyi's safety. Fang Anyi has made a contribution, and the Hebei Province will naturally credit Fang Jingru with the credit. His promotion is almost certain. It's a deal with no loss, so why not do it?"
Cheng Xun suddenly realized, "Mr. Liang's method is really brilliant in saving the country in a roundabout way."
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Liang Chihui returned to the apartment arranged by Wu Zi. This area was remote, located outside the city, seven kilometers away from the national highway. It was bordered by mountains to the east, railway to the west, and markets and towns to the north and south.
The permanent population is 190,000, of which 180,000 are migrant workers who rent a small bungalow of 8 or 9 square meters, or a tube-shaped building with more than 20 households on one floor and a shared kitchen and toilet.
It has high mobility and is crowded, similar to the Salt Lake Port in Hebei Province.
This apartment was newly built last year. It was developed by Zhongsheng Group, one of the "Three Central Provincial Enterprises" in Hebei Province. It has three buildings, one of which has 22 floors. All of them have been sold out. Most of the buyers are young couples born in the 1990s who are working hard in the city. The price is half the price of high-end commercial housing in the city.
Liang Chihui settled He Sang. There were two bodyguards in the apartment, who were Wu Zi's men. He left one to take care of He Sang and took one out and went straight to the "Night CIUB" in the city center.
The boss's real name is unknown, his nickname is Qinglong.
He is specifically responsible for business in Southeast Asia. Anyone who voluntarily goes abroad to make a lot of money can pay 500,000 yuan per person. He has various formal and informal channels to send them out and guarantee employment.
It has a strong reputation in the grey market.
Liang Chihui was sitting in the box at three in the morning. Qinglong was entertaining friends and couldn't get away.
At five o'clock, when it was just dawn, Qinglong went upstairs.
"Brother Hui is not doing business in Ji Province, so he came to his brother's territory to make a fortune?"
Liang Chihui stood up and shook hands with him, "Qinglong, I have a favor to ask of you."
He was very polite, bowing respectfully. "My brothers go to Yunhai Tower to play, and Brother Hui often eats for free. We have a good relationship. I, Qinglong, am a man of great manners. What do you mean by 'please'? It's too much for me. Just tell me what you want."
Liang Chihui sat down and said, "Is there any way for me to leave the country?"
"No problem." Qinglong slowly opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into the decanter, and poured another glass. "How many people?"
"My wife and I."
Qinglong was surprised, "Why didn't you inform me about Brother Hui's marriage?"
"We're in the engagement stage." Liang Chihui took the wine glass. "My wife is pregnant and weak, so we need a more comfortable means of transportation. The price is negotiable."
"You need comfort... Trucks and buses won't do; they're too bumpy. I have a small RV that seats four." Qinglong poured himself another glass. "Disguise yourself as the owner of a funeral home and go to the county town to deliver wreaths and burial clothes. Your sister-in-law will hide in a hammock on the roof of the car, wearing funeral makeup. The wealthy local tycoons in wealthy counties like to put on a lavish display, hiring professional funeral teams to perform and sing funeral songs. Checkpoint inspectors generally don't pay attention to these types of vehicles, because even drug traffickers and fugitives find them unlucky and don't want to disguise themselves."
Qinglong pondered, "The shortest route to the Yunnan-Myanmar border passes through six provinces, and there are pick-ups along the way. If you travel non-stop, it will take about eight days. I guarantee you'll be out of the country."
Liang Chihui didn't care what role he played. A real man could bend and stretch, and he didn't care about trivial matters.
The key is He Sang.
Pregnant women should avoid attending funerals.
He was silent.
Qinglong advised him, "Brother Hui, I've heard about your situation. Every day you delay is a day of danger. You have plenty of money and a mansion in Thailand. Sister-in-law, please bear with me for now. Once you leave the country smoothly, you can afford to buy dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and then take good care of yourself."
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