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Chapter 293 Guanghai Group collapsed
Zhuang Wanzhen frowned, "You are working for Qiu Haitao, why don't you ask Qiu Haitao for the money?"

Although she was taken care of by Wu Shaohan, Wu Shaohan only paid for her medical expenses and rarely gave her money directly.

And she, in order to keep Wu Shaohan's guilt towards her, would not take the initiative to ask for his money.

Because, once she accepted his money, his guilt towards himself would lessen, and the emotional connection between them would gradually fade.

Yan Sanrang scratched his scalp, "Qiu Haitao was also arrested."

"Qiu Haitao was arrested?"

"Well, it was at Menghong's concert last night."

The live broadcast of Menghong's concert was only filming the performance outside. As for the arrest, it happened in the background.Except for one of the ancient warriors who once climbed to the stage to make a chandelier, but that, everyone thought it was an acrobatic performance for the effect of the show.

Therefore, no one knew about Qiu Haitao's arrest.

Qiu Haitao had already been arrested once, so Zhuang Wanzhen didn't have any special reaction when he was arrested this time. Anyway, the last time the ancient warriors cleaned up the special team, all the evidence about her had been destroyed.

When Zhuang Wanzhen was thinking, Yan Sanrang's eyes fell on the huge pink diamond ring on Zhuang Wanzhen's finger.

"This ring is given to you by Mr. Wu? It must be worth a lot of money, right? Can you-"

"cannot!"

Yan Sanrang was severely interrupted by Zhuang Wanzhen before he finished speaking.

Yan Sanrang scratched her head embarrassingly, and then her eyes fell on the necklace hanging around her neck, "Then can you pawn the necklace first?"

"cannot!"

When Zhuang Wanzhen refused this time, her eyes were about to burst into flames.

She has always shown a weak but strong image in front of others, but her temper will explode only in front of Yan Sanrang.

"You all know that he gave it to me. What will happen if he knows that I pawned the thing he gave me?! Idiot!"

Yan Sanrang's expression was a bit embarrassed, but he really needed money.

"Then what should I do? My brother, I can't just sit and watch their internal strength be destroyed. I have to give some comfort money to their families."

People who practice ancient martial arts are generally poor.

Because they need a lot of time to cultivate their internal strength.

For example, Yan Sanrang should have contacted Zhuang Wanzhen earlier after suffering such a big blow at Meng Hong's concert last night.

But after Yan Sanrang escaped from the sports center, after eating and resting for a while, he found that it was time to cultivate his inner strength, and he had to find a place to practice first.

I didn't have time to find it until tonight.

In such a situation, it is impossible to ask the ancient warrior to roll up like an office worker to make money.

"You can't steal or rob if you don't have money? What's the use of practicing ancient martial arts?" Zhuang Wanzhen shouted, the hatred in her eyes made Yan Sanrang a little unable to handle it.

Yan Sanrang felt guilty and couldn't make a sound.

The loud noise attracted the nurse to inspect here.

Yan Sanrang heard footsteps at the door, and said, "Zhenzhen, I'll come to see you later." He hurried out of the window.

When the nurse came in, she saw Zhuang Wanzhen sitting alone on the dark bedside, holding a mobile phone in her hand and scrolling through videos.

"What happened just now?" the nurse asked.

Zhuang Wanzhen pretended to be fascinated by watching the video, "What's the matter? Oh, I don't know, I was just watching the video."

The nurse looked around and saw nothing unusual, "Your heart is not good, go to bed early, or you will increase the burden on your heart."

"Okay, thank you nurse." Zhuang Wanzhen obediently agreed, and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

Yan Sanrang was still hanging on the sill outside the window at this time, listening to his daughter's sweet voice. Only when he was away could he see his daughter looking so docile.

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On the other side, after Qiu Hongying answered home, the more she thought about it, the more she became angry. Zhuang Wanzhen, this woman, might only need to kill her to make her world quiet.

Qiu Hongying called Qiu Haitao angrily. This time, no matter what Qiu Haitao tried to evade, she would let Qiu Haitao kill Zhuang Wanzhen.

Qiu Hongying probably doesn't know that Qiu Haitao's most effective assistants are all ancient warriors brought out by Zhuang Wanzhen's father, Yan Sanrang.

How could Qiu Haitao touch Zhuang Wanzhen?
He didn't marry Zhuang Wanzhen directly to the Wu family, he had already saved some face for sister Qiu Hongying.

But of course, Qiu Haitao has been arrested now, so it's useless to say anything.

The phone was picked up by a strange man, "Hello, I'm Mr. Qiu's assistant. Who are you? If you have anything to do with Mr. Qiu, I'll convey it to you."

Qiu Hongying frowned and muttered, "I am his sister, and I want him to come home for a meal tomorrow."

"Okay. I'll pass it on."
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The next day, Qiu Hongying found out that Qiu Haitao had been arrested, and broke out in a cold sweat. The person who called her on the phone yesterday turned out to be from the special task force. Fortunately, she didn't have the mouth to say that quickly.

Guanghai Group collapsed overnight. At the same time, there are several companies that cooperate closely with Guanghai Group.

Qiu Hongying was frightened by this, like a frightened bird, with angina pectoris three or four times a day.

Although the Wu family also has a private doctor, it is obvious that such a serious disease cannot be treated by a private doctor.

Wu Shaohan had to leave his work and go home to accompany Qiu Hongying to the hospital.

However, after going to the hospital for an examination, it was found that Qiu Hongying's heart did not have any organic disease.

Qiu Hongying lay on the hospital bed and looked at Wu Shaohan with a gloomy face, "I'm not pretending to be sick, my heart really hurts. Didn't you say you had news about Divine Doctor Jiang a few days ago? Can you ask her to come and check for me? , ten percent of the net worth is fine, I’m really dying of pain.”

Wu Shaohan: "——"

Several doctors were by the bed, watching Qiu Hongying's performance with expressionless faces. Obviously, they also felt that Qiu Hongying was pretending to be sick.

Doctors are not surprised by empty-nesters like this who want to attract the attention of their children and let them accompany them more.

"Mr. Wu, I still need to spend more time with your mother." A doctor said earnestly.

Qiu Hongying was in so much pain that she almost burst into tears.

In the past, Wu Shaohan also felt that Qiu Hongying was pretending to be sick.

But since two days ago, he was kicked, his chest hurt to death, and he couldn't find any external or internal injuries, so he hesitated.

He felt that he and the Wu family were like ghosts hitting a wall, and had entered a lost path, no matter how they walked, there was no way out.

Wu Shaohan returned to the office with a headache and took several painkillers to no avail. It was not until Lin Jingkun lit the last Chinese medicine incense left by Jiang Chuxiang that Wu Shaohan's headache was relieved, and even his chest miraculously stopped hurting.

Wu Shaohan, who had no pain, felt much more comfortable, and unknowingly fell asleep on the table for three hours.

(End of this chapter)