This sentence was like a death warrant, bringing back Lao Zhang's bloody memories.
The car stopped at a reservoir in the suburbs.
Old Zhang shrank back and glanced out the window: "Where's the first wife? I want to see the first wife!"
Xu Liang put out the cigarette in his hand: "Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car!"
Old Zhang watched as some of those people took hemp ropes and some went to the reservoir to pick up stones. He had lived for almost sixty years and had done a lot for Lin Jing. Even if he was stupid, he knew what would happen next.
With trembling hands, he took out his cell phone and called Lin Jing, but no one answered the call.
Xu Liang looked at Lao Zhang as if he was watching a joke: "Give up, the first wife won't answer your call, let alone come to see you, just get out of the car and save yourself some trouble."
Old Zhang was stunned, and then he remembered what Qiao Ruoxi had said to him before.
"What do you mean by that? I have something to say to the First Madam. If she doesn't show up, I won't leave even if you carry me!"
Xu Liang glanced at his brothers behind him and laughed happily: "Listen to what Uncle Zhang is talking about. He still thinks he is eighteen years old and can fight ten people alone!"
"He's just a lame old man, big brother, why are you nagging at him? Let's quickly complete the task assigned by the eldest lady, and then we brothers can go drink and pick up girls!"
Xu Liang waved his hand: "Hey, why rush? Lao Zhang is still our senior after all. We must let him go clearly, so that he will not have worked in the Pei family for so many years in vain!"
When Lao Zhang heard the words "the task assigned by the eldest wife", his heart felt like it was punched hard and his palms were full of sweat.
Qiao Ruoxi's prediction came true. He didn't want to believe it but had to. He began to regret not listening to Qiao Ruoxi.
But it's too late.
All he could do at this moment was to stare at Xu Liang.
"Don't look at me like that. If you want to die with regret, don't come looking for me. Go find the first wife. It's your fault that you know too much."
After saying that, Xu Liang winked at his brothers behind him.
The brothers had already lost their patience, and two or three of them dragged Lao Zhang out of the car and threw him on the ground.
The sound of rushing water in the reservoir and Xu Liang's voice filled my ears: "Tie him up and throw him down. Be quick!"
Lao Zhang felt pain all over his body, especially his heart.
He had just lost his leg because of the first wife half a month ago, and now his leg hasn't healed yet, but he is about to be abandoned by the first wife and even killed.
What's even more ironic is that what Xu Liang just said to him were exactly what he had just said to Zhou Nan.
Retribution came so quickly.
He was old and had a broken leg, so he was completely unable to resist.
He could only watch helplessly as these people who once respectfully called him Uncle Zhang tied him and a stone together with hemp ropes and pushed him to the edge of the reservoir.
Finally, Xu Liang lit a cigarette for Lao Zhang and brought it to his lips: "Uncle Zhang, now you know why I brought you here, right? After all, friends who often kill people know that it's easy to kill someone but hard to dispose of the body."
Xu Liang cleared his throat, gestured to the brothers behind him, and then spoke angrily.
"Old Zhang, remember this, this is what happens when you mess with Master Pei. Be a good person in your next life and don't go against Master Pei again!"
After saying that, Xu Liang pushed hard.
The reservoir splashed with water, and Lao Zhang disappeared without a trace with the rushing water.
"Did you take the picture?" Xu Liang asked his brother behind him.
The brother immediately handed over the phone: "Brother, we've recorded everything. Don't worry, there's only your voice and back view, nothing else can be seen."
Xu Liang nodded: "Great, clean up the place and let's go."
After Xu Liang left, a car stopped by the roadside.
*
Three days later, the Autumn Haute Couture Fashion Show was held at the largest convention and exhibition center in Beijing - Far Eastern International Exhibition Center.
As the host, Pei was previously at the center of controversy due to a plagiarism incident.
At that time, many professionals even speculated that Pei's clothing exhibition would be a failure.
Unexpectedly, Pei not only did not make any mistakes, but also took on the responsibilities of the host and arranged the exhibition perfectly.
Pei seems to be unaffected by public opinion and is still the industry leader in Beijing.
As for what kind of works Pei will exhibit this time, it became the biggest suspense of this fashion exhibition and once jumped to the top of the hot search list.
You should know that several other companies had already posted model photos on the Internet before the exhibition and carried out a week-long promotion.
Only Pei’s official website seemed to have disappeared and has not posted a single Weibo post since it was exposed for plagiarism last time.
There is also another explosive news.
Emily, editor-in-chief of ASA, a column for the international top fashion magazine, served as a judge for this fashion show. She brought her own team directly and started a global live broadcast.
As soon as the live broadcast started, nearly 100 million people flocked to watch it, and it was broadcast by fashion industry leaders.
At this time, Ren Quan, as the manager of Pei's autumn fashion show, was moving around every corner of the backstage.
"Zhang Xiaoyue, Zhang Xiaoyue!"
Ren Quan called out twice before Zhang Xiaoyue came to her senses. Like a child who had made a mistake, she lowered her head in panic.
"Sorry, Special Assistant Ren, I was just thinking about something else. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Ren Quan patted Zhang Xiaoyue on the shoulder and said, "I know you're nervous, and I'm nervous too, but we have to have confidence, okay? With Third Master and Madam here, there's nothing we can't do!"
Zhang Xiaoyue looked at Ren Quan's trusting eyes and felt a little guilty, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
"Go backstage and check the clothes on the models and finalize the final details with them." Just as Ren Quan finished speaking, his cell phone rang.
So he gave Zhang Xiaoyue a gesture of encouragement and hurried away.
Zhang Xiaoyue sighed and walked towards the backstage.
Unexpectedly, she was stopped by a man wearing a black hood when she was halfway there.
"Director Zhang, are you free to chat?"
Now, whenever Zhang Xiaoyue heard the words "Do you have time to chat?", her scalp would go numb and she would turn around and leave.
"Aren't you wondering why there has been no news from your father since he returned to his hometown for so long?" The man in the black hood spoke slowly.
Zhang Xiaoyue paused, her expression changing immediately: "How did you know my dad went back to his hometown? Who are you? What happened to my dad?"
The man in the black hood raised the corner of his lips: "Follow me and you'll find out."
"The show is about to start. Is there anything that can't be said here?" Zhang Xiaoyue looked at the time, feeling a little anxious.
The man in the black hood didn't say anything, but turned and walked forward. Qiao Ruoxi looked around, gritted her teeth and followed him.
The man stopped only when he reached a dark corner where there were no cameras and handed the phone to Zhang Xiaoyue.
"Why not watch this video?"
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