The day I was urged to marry the beautiful president

Li Pingan came to Chen Qin's house mainly to explain some things about Zhao Meng's funeral. First of all, everything that happened before the funeral must be kept secret, because there will be some special characters at the funeral, and the whereabouts of these characters cannot be revealed. The second is the scale and process of the funeral that day, a grand funeral, the process must be indispensable, and finally determine the location of the funeral and whether there are any taboos and particularities on Chen Qin's side.

Chen Qin didn't have any requirements, she just needed to be able to rectify Zhao Meng's name, and that was enough.

"Captain Li, I really don't know how to thank you. My mother-in-law is 60 years old and as old as Qi 81. Over the years, people have been poking her back every day, saying that her son is not old enough to support her, and that her son has made mistakes outside. I was caught, and when the time comes, we must let those who poke the spine see that the person they usually slander is a real hero!"

"Definitely." Li Pingan nodded, "Then sister-in-law, you are going to prepare for the next few days, and I will contact you in advance when the time comes."

"it is good."

Chen Qin sent Li Pingan away.

After Li Ping left, Chen Qin sat alone in the room and took out a group photo of a family of three taken a year ago.

"Mengzi, Xiaoni, there are only the last few days left. I will go find you after these few days. I really want our family of three to be together again..."

Outside the house, Ma Ziming watched Li Pingan leave, got out of the car, and walked towards the board building.

There are not many people living in the board building itself, and the living conditions are not very good.

Ma Ziming saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes. He obviously just came back from staying up all night. Ma Ziming observed it. There were some scraps of paper in the nails of this man, and there were some patterns on the scraps of paper. What's left on the playing cards, this is obviously a gambler.

Ma Ziming stopped the gambler: "Brother, ask me something."

The gambler didn't even look at Ma Ziming.

"1000 yuan." Ma Ziming took out ten bills on the spot.

The gambler's eyes lit up, and he trotted over quickly, with a more respectful and respectful look: "Say it."

"Let me ask you, who lives in that household?" Ma Ziming pointed to the door of Chen Qin's house.

"That." The gambler glanced, "That's a widow. I heard that the man never came back. His daughter died a while ago. Why do you have an idea, boss? I can introduce you, this woman is only thirty In the early days, although it doesn’t take much maintenance, it’s definitely the best if you tidy it up a little bit, you don’t know how many people cared about it before, I guess it can be won with only this amount.”

The gambler held out three fingers mysteriously.

"Okay, it's all right, let's go." Ma Ziming waved his hand.

"Okay." The gambler's face brightened, and he didn't go home with the 1000 yuan. He walked in the direction he came, and he won't let his heart down until he loses all the money in his hand.

Ma Ziming looked at the door of Chen Qin's house, tidied his clothes, walked over and knocked the door.

Chen Qin thought that Li Pingan came back and had something to explain, so she opened the door excitedly. When she saw a strange man, the smile on Chen Qin's face disappeared: "Who are you looking for?"

"Come to ask a few simple questions." Ma Ziming came out with some cash, "Do you know Li Pingan?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Chen Qin said and wanted to close the door.

The door was only half closed when Ma Ziming reached out to stop him. With Ma Ziming's strength, Chen Qin couldn't close the door.

"Don't worry, what is the relationship between you and Li Pingan? Why did he come to you? Tell me, the money is yours." Ma Ziming raised the money in his hand again.

Chen Qin's face was cold: "No comment! Please leave, if you don't leave, I will call the police!"

"Hehe." Ma Ziming sneered, and looked Chen Qin up and down, "I know my situation, so I don't intend to say anything, right? No problem, I will find a way to let you speak."

After Ma Ziming finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ma Ziming walked down the board building, looked back with a sneer, and dialed a number.

"It's not a big deal to find some people for me. Just come downstairs to the widow's house and swear a few words every day. I'll send you the address."

After explaining, Ma Ziming got in the car and left.

That afternoon, a few gangsters came downstairs.

"Show widow, how much does it cost to play once! Hahaha!"

"Go out and let my brothers take a look! I heard that this kind of widow is very obedient, and she dare not even tell who the man she is looking for is afraid that his wife will call you?"

"Tsk tsk, it's said that widows are made of water, let me show you how this widow is made of water!"

All kinds of unpleasant voices rang out. Although no names were named, everyone living in this slab building knew that there was only one family for the widow. It was heard that the man ran away and the daughter died.

The scolding was terrible, and some neighbors couldn't stand it and wanted to say something, but they immediately shrank their heads back when they saw these people dressed in gangsters, so as not to cause this trouble.

Chen Qin sat at home as if she couldn't hear. Over the years, she had heard much worse things than this. It didn't matter, let them scold her. Anyway, in a few days, she would go down to find Mengzi and Ni.

These gangsters kept scolding, but they didn't feel tired, just scolding the widow for a day can get 300 yuan, how can there be a more comfortable life than this!
In the next few days, Ma Ziming didn't go to Jiang Wanqiu, but stayed nearby every day watching those gangsters swearing in the street. In Ma Ziming's car, there was a reporter.

Ma Ziming wants to make matters worse, all he needs is for these little bastards to scold every day, the widow can't bear the pressure and will find Li Pingan, once Li Pingan appears, the reporter's camera will record everything, when the time comes, a man about Jiang Wanqiu As soon as the frivolous news about the friend and the widow came out, it would naturally become a big deal. As for how to get attention, Ma Ziming didn't have to worry about it, the reporters around him would naturally do it.

What made Ma Ziming a little anxious was that Li Pingan didn't show up for a few days. It seemed that he completely scared Li Pingan by showing the photo that day.

Ma Ziming sat in the car anxiously.

"Mr. Ma, this has been delayed for a few days, and I can't continue to waste it." The reporter also began to urge.

"Since you can't catch the current ones, use the previous ones!" Ma Ziming took out the photos he took before and handed them to the reporter. "You go back to print today, and I want to see these news tomorrow. The price is not a problem!"

"Okay!" The reporter received the photo, "This is Jiang Wanqiu's boyfriend, isn't it? I said boss, if you have this photo, you should have brought it out earlier! Why are you waiting so long?"

Ma Ziming didn't say a word. Of course he wanted something explosive, but he couldn't get it, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

In the past few days, Li Pingan has come to Vitality Pharmaceuticals every day to observe the people who come and go with Vitality Medicines, especially those places where bugs are still stored. Li Pingan has focused on observing the targets, but he has not gained much.

Li Pingan also knew that this matter should not be rushed. With the cautious temperament of the Holy See, such a big incident happened a while ago, so it is natural to be careful now.

That afternoon, Li Pingan received a call from Shangfeng that Zhao Meng's ashes would be transported back to Tianyin tomorrow, and a burial ceremony would be held!