Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Facing Jiang Wei, Nuan Nuan just got up and went back to the guest room to sleep without saying anything.

With her temper, Han Qian had no choice but to bother with her.

I just said that my wife doesn’t like to talk.

Jiang Wei paid attention to this, sat on the sofa and pointed at the old man beside him.

"Cai Qinghu's immediate boss, JCY's top leader, just call him Dean Song."

"JJW's second-in-command, just call him Director Zhao."

"You don't need to know the position of the provincial court. The two of them are left with arrest warrants and handcuffs. Whether you will be taken away by me today depends on whether I stamp this piece of paper."

Han Qian looked at the documents on the table and nodded, saying softly.

"Okay, since you are here with your identity, I won't pour water for you."

Jiang Wei hummed. He didn't seem to be planning to drink water. The living room became very quiet. Occasionally, he could hear the sound of Nuan Nuan playing mobile games. The weird and quiet atmosphere lasted for about fifteen minutes. Jiang Wei looked at it. Even though Han Qian meant to speak, he spoke first.

"Han Qian, there are too many things to ask you. I want to ask you a few questions on the phone today."

Han Qian nodded.

"You say."

Cai Qinghu's immediate boss spoke up.

"I have a few questions here. The first is Cui Jincan beside you. This is the DNA report from Cui Li's blood that we extracted from the place where Gou Dapao died!"

A report was placed on the table, and then the old man took out another report and said again.

"This is the hair extracted from the officials who were killed in the capital a few days ago. It matches Cui Li's blood DNA! Now we ask for comparison with the sample extracted from Cui Jincan around you!"

Han Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned forward.

"Do you now suspect that I am harboring the criminal Cui Li?"

Cai Qinghu's immediate boss nodded.

"Yes! All the criminals in the Mid-Autumn Festival robbery were arrested except Cui Li, so we need to do an investigation!"

Han Qian nodded, picked up his cell phone and called Yeats.

"Yeats, send the report on Cui Jincan's DNA to my side..."

Before Han Qian could speak, the old dean spoke.

"Don't tell me, I want to see myself!"

Yeats on the other side of the phone hesitated for about two seconds, frowned and replied.

"Can Mr. Han wait? Jin Can has already left Binhai to fly to South Korea to visit his family. It seems to be about the marriage with Xiao Yang Jia. He will most likely come back after getting married there and getting the certificate! Am I flying to South Korea now?"

Han Qian said indifferently.

"Wait for the call."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian raised his head and looked at the old dean, smiling.

"Sorry, you didn't inform me in advance. Xiao Yang Jia and Cui Jincan have been talking for a long time, and everyone in Binhai knows it! If it's not urgent, wait for him to come back?"

The old dean narrowed his eyes at Han Qian and said.

"You little bastard, are you playing this trick? Then don't blame me, an old guy, for being unreasonable."

After saying that, he waved to the two young men standing.

"Cai Qinghu is feeling unwell. Please take paid leave until further notice."

Han Qian stared at the young man who took out his mobile phone, stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. The young man who took out his mobile phone hesitated. He saw murderous intent in Han Qian's eyes. The stalemate lasted for about half a minute. Han Qian's The phone rang.

Looking at the number, Han Qian frowned, answered the phone and whispered.

"mom?"

“I don’t want to lose my future now!”

"mom?"

"obedient!"

The phone was hung up, Han Qian's eyes softened, and he licked his lips at the old dean.

"Whatever, my wife should also rest for some time."

At this time, the guy named Zhao spoke and smiled.

"Han Qian, your private life is a bit chaotic! Which wife should take a break?"

Han Qian raised his eyebrows.

"What about fighting? My wife is Cai Qinghu."

"Where's the warmth? You live together."

"I came to see my ex-wife break the law?"

Director Zhao chuckled and JCY Dean Song said again.

"We can wait for Cui Jincan's matter, there's no rush! Let's talk about the second matter. Can you give me an explanation for Feng Lun's escape from prison?"

Han Qian said indifferently.

"First give me an explanation for Goudapao's escape from prison!"

Dean Song slapped the table and said angrily.

"Han Qian, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with us!"

Han Qian looked at the coffee table and smiled.

"Four thousand! You are ready to pay. Zhao Hanqing is in Binhai. I will call him over to talk to you. I will give my father Gu a call by the way. Feng Lun followed my father south. Is it because I escaped from prison? I, I, Gu Dad came and talked to you!"

"Are you using your identity to oppress me?"

"Did you forget when you used your identity to oppress me just now?"

Han Qian got angry. The door to the guest room was pushed open. Wen Nuan, who had changed his clothes, walked into the kitchen. Not long after, he walked out with a pot of tea. Wen Nuan poured tea for several people and smiled, then returned to the guest room again. Han Qian sighed while holding the tea cup.

"I don't know about Feng Lun. Ask me about this matter, Father Gu."

Dean Song nodded.

"Okay, I will ask about this. Han Qian, let me ask you the third thing, where did you hide Zhou Le."

"I don't know, I don't know, I've never seen it. I've had amnesia in my head, and it's become a little serious recently. I don't remember who Zhou Le is. If you don't believe me, go to various hospitals and check the examination records. I've had a big problem with my head!"

Han Qian started to act rogue.

Dean Song leaned forward and said coldly.

"Are you forcing me to jerk off Cai Qinghu to the end? With Zhou Hui protecting me, there's nothing I can do about it?"

Han Qian said nothing, Director Zhao chuckled at the side.

"Old Song, why are you acting like a bandit? Han Qian, I also have a few questions to ask you. Yang Yidi from Fushan was in a car accident. The surveillance showed that you appeared in Fushan that day."

Han Qian nodded.

"Yes! We were in a car accident together, and it was also the car accident that caused my brain problems."

"No, no, no! Han Qian! Don't lie!"

Director Zhao took out an inspection report and put it on the table, smiling.

"The inspection report of Changqing Hospital! The inspection report of Jingcheng Hospital, the inspection report of Fengtian Hospital, and the inspection report of Binhai Hospital are all written in detail. You have a virus that caused damage to your brain tissue! In addition, your right arm Tattoo, severe burns, but we searched many hospitals but could not find your treatment records! After your return, you frequently appeared in Fushan. Soon after, the government offices in Fushan, Panchun and other places were investigated, and the Honor Group fell into Fushan! What is the relationship between you and Yang Yidi! I need an answer to decide whether she will spend the rest of her life in prison."

Han Qian smiled.

"Haha, you know me clearly! Yang Yidi? We have a good relationship. Fushan's resources are exhausted. I will drive Fushan's economy. I have the ability and the funds."

Director Zhao smiled slightly.

"Prince of the Black Empire! Don't be so nervous. It's just a small matter. I don't care what you did. What I care about is the people involved with you. Where did the list in your hand come from? Feng Lun originally held it. It's just Binhai, why do you have the entire Fengtian list in your hand! Or maybe you planned the Mid-Autumn Festival Party! Feng Lun is your lackey! "

Han Qian raised his fingers at him.

"The evidence speaks for itself! Don't imitate Qin Hui!"

Director Zhao smiled.

"Of course, I must speak with evidence. There is a record. You made many calls to nursery rhyme's school to help him."

Han Qian sneered.

"If you are as serious about your work as you are about me, there is no need for me to call my grandpa and sue my grandma? What? It's a good thing for Chen Qiang to run Hope Primary School, but it's against the law for my farmers' primary school to make a few phone calls? Bullying me? Isn't dad Chen Zhan? Next question."

Director Zhao was not angry at all and laughed.

"Just asking a few questions, don't be so nervous! Han Qian, look at this. Six years ago, Binhai developed the land in Dongcheng, and Changxiang, Glory, and Shuncheng, who are close to you, received land resources."

Han Qian replied coldly.

"Tu Xiao and I have a better relationship, Wei Tiancheng and I also have a good relationship, Ai Kun and Huitian don't seem to be involved, and when Glory went to get the land in Dongcheng, the price was 5% higher than the price at that time. Glory and Chang enjoy Ability, Shuncheng started out in real estate, is there a problem? Another thing you need to know is that the chairman of Changxiang Group at the time was Lin Mengde, not me, Han Qian!"

Director Zhao smiled.

"Yes, how do you explain the land in the villa now, 20 million? Even buying stones costs more than this, right?"

"Now you are looking for someone to buy stones."

After saying this, Han Qian took out his cell phone and called Yeats.

"Let the Aikun Group drive a forklift to the villa and push the villa away!"

"I know Mr. Han!!"

Yeats didn't ask anything, hung up the phone, Han Qian put down the phone and smiled.

"Before you continue to ask, tell me your name. When people ask, I have something to say. I have to say that it was Zhao Moumou who said that Han Qian got the land cheap and you want to tear it down and sell the stones. "

Director Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Whatever, I don't care about this. City management has nothing to do with me."

Han Qian smiled.

"That's great. My mother sent me a text message a penny ago to tell me that you would say something similar, otherwise I would really think of you as a character like Li Shaoqi! Your department should be affiliated with my mother Zhou's office, right? Record me I will send it to my mother Zhou, and then we will continue chatting! Next question."

There was no smile on Director Zhao's face, and Jiang Wei laughed.

"Xiao Han Qian, what are you doing? Are you kidding? Why are you so impatient?"

Han Qian smiled.

"Why are you so impatient? I have a very good temper. I am never impatient. I also have good manners with my elders. If you ask questions, I will answer them. But what you asked and how I answered them, I have to tell my mother Zhou. Isn’t it against the law to chat with my mother, Zhou, about household matters?”

Jiang Wei nodded and smiled.

"Of course it's not illegal. They have what they ask, and I have what I ask, Han Qian! How do you explain this black empire? There was a kidnapping case in Binhai, and the solution was a phone call from you, and the other party released him .”

Han Qian smiled and said.

"Isn't this the answer to the Black Empire? I am from a low background, uneducated, and a warm-hearted bad guy. People in Binhai are willing to give Han Qian some face to me. Can you accept my explanation? If you can't explain me In other words, black empire, right? Then I am going to ask a few of you today, what is black empire? What is black? What is empire?"

Dean Song said nothing, Director Zhao chuckled, and Han Qian looked at Jiang Wei and narrowed his eyes.

"Black is easy to explain. As for the empire, the empire needs to be rich, right? It needs people, right? My properties are all public. I don't have any property in my name. The most I have in my bank card is only a few hundred thousand, and they are all instantaneous. It’s gone. Most of them are just helping others to transfer hands! If you want to ask me for more than hundreds of thousands, I would like to see how much assets your family has. I will risk it today. If your assets are more than mine, If there are too many, then you are the Black Empire, can I understand that?"

After a few people stopped talking, Han Qian said again.

"I have never killed anyone, and look at the injuries on my body. Which Black Empire prince would be beaten like this? These are two bullet holes, and these are knife wounds. The Black Empire is as miserable as me. ? Let’s talk about marriage. After Cai Qinghu and I got married, we had our property notarized. What’s hers is hers, and what’s mine is mine. Cai Qinghu and I didn’t even have a wedding. Is this a black empire? "

"By the way, if you are investigating my call records, why don't you investigate my life records? From 2012 to 2015, I have been working at the Honor Group. Let's call the bus company and check the surveillance! 1 Five years later, I went to herd cattle. Is this a black empire? Did I occupy other people’s wives? Did I steal other people’s business? Did I support my subordinates? Check, did I pay Xu Hongchang a cent of salary? What is black? Empire? My life in Binhai is not as good as that of a beggar. I am a black empire? How about I hold it in my hand? Let’s not talk about other places, let’s talk about Binhai. Have I, Han Qian, stuffed an acquaintance into the yamen gate? I am a relative of Han Qian at the Yamen Gate? They always say that I hold the list. What did I do when I held the list? Who did I threaten to open the back door for me? Now I don’t have to worry about my job anymore. I rely on my ex-wife to help me survive. This? The Black Empire? The Crown Prince? The Prince of the Kingdom is not as pitiful as me, right?"

Jiang Wei lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Don't be so excited. We are just asking. I need an explanation about Niu Xiaohua."

Han Qian nodded.

"I also need an explanation for A Da's death, I also need an explanation for Zheng Jing's death, and I need an explanation for Yang Caihuan's death even more."

Dean Song frowned.

"Yang Caihuan is pregnant with Feng Lun's child, how do you explain it?"

Han Qian said indifferently.

"He followed my father Gu down south. Go and ask my father if he didn't take care of people. Now that Yang Caihuan is dead and forced to death by you, Feng Lun put this account on my head, then you come and give me a explain?"

"We don't need to explain to you!"

"Then you ask me, Mother Zhou, to explain it! If you have any questions, ask them quickly. I'm going to the morgue tonight to attend tomorrow's funeral."

At this moment, Han Qian's cell phone rang. Looking at the number on the screen, Han Qian snatched the phone away and hung up. The next second, Han Qian's hands were handcuffed. Jiang Wei picked up Han Qian's phone. His cell phone dialed the number.

After the call was connected, both parties were silent, and the other party did not hang up. Jiang Wei said coldly.

"Feng Lun."

"Yes! Tell Han Qian that tomorrow, the first day of my woman's life, will be Han Qian's funeral!"

The phone was hung up, Jiang Wei looked at Han Qian with complicated eyes, and then waved to the young man pressing Han Qian.

"Open the handcuffs."

Han Qian stood up and took out the scissors from under the coffee table. He took two deep breaths and put the scissors back, then sat on the ground and spoke.

"Keep asking! No problem, I'm going to bed."

Han Qian stood up and walked into the guest room. The moment he closed the door, Han Qian clutched his chest with a face full of pain. The wound was torn again. Wen Nuan stepped forward and took out gauze to hold Han Qian's chest, pulled Han Qian up, opened the door and left directly. Home door.

Jiang Wei, who stayed in the living room, glared at Director Zhao fiercely and scolded him coldly.

"Look at the good things you have done! Can't you be more tactful?"

At this moment, Cheng Jin called, full of confusion and confusion.

"Jiang Shuji, what happened? Why did the forklift go to the villa and push the door open?"

Um? Um? Um? Sixteen thousand words? Apologize to me! ! ! ! Call me Brother Huan! ! ! !