Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Every exit on the highway was blocked, waiting for this red Audi R8.

Baitao looked at the car parked in front of the hospital, and then looked at the photos on her phone. She also had a look of helplessness on her face. Lao Bai stood aside and smiled.

"How to deal with this matter? Don't you know? Dad, let me tell you briefly, don't worry about where Feng Lun went, and don't worry about the party. Start the coastal reconstruction work immediately. It's better to deal with this kind of matter coldly, because There are too many people who are more anxious than you. What does your predecessor's wrongdoing have to do with you, the current one? Jiang Wei and Fu Dong are more anxious than you."

Baitao frowned.

"But··"

"Not so much, but leave this matter to Li Jinhai. He is Han Qian's second uncle. He says Han Qian is guilty and it's hard for him. He says Han Qian is not guilty. It's even harder for him. The grassroots need to run errands, but the upper levels can just use their mouths. .”

Lao Bai patted Baitao on the shoulder and smiled.

"Let's go, don't worry about it! Actually, I think Lin Zongheng is a good kid. Can you just make do with it?"

Baitao left on his own and was left behind by his father.

Fu Dong had already returned to the capital at this time.

In Binxian County, Chen Qiang was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette in a daze. He was taking a test and asked whether the result would be changed if he were at the party.

But Mu Xiuxiu's words made Chen Qiang give up this imagination.

"If you stay late to the party again, Feng Lun will kill you."

Chen Qiang said "Oh" and said nothing. He didn't ask, and even if he asked, he didn't understand. With his wife here, he didn't have to think about so many things. He sat on the sofa and thought for a while, stood up and walked to the backyard of the villa.

In the hospital, Han Qian was still operating in the operating room. There were not so many people outside the operating room. Only the old man was squatting in the corner, not looking at his phone or talking, just staring at the floor tiles silently.

After a long time, the nursery rhyme came, wearing a floral skirt and full of exhaustion, squatting next to the old man and whispering.

"Dad, it's my fault!"

The old man reached out and touched Tong Yao's head and said with a smile.

"You did a good job, but it was wrong."

Tong Yao raised her hand to wipe her tears and whispered.

"I didn't expect Feng Lun's shooting skills to be so bad, and I didn't expect this bullet to hit him. My original plan was to shoot at me to prevent him from getting hurt, Dad! I..."

Tong Yao's tears fell like kite strings. She tried not to cry, but seeing her husband squatting here, Tong Yao really couldn't help it.

The old man raised his hand, then put it down again, and whispered.

"Dad's hands are rough. Tongtong, please wipe your tears yourself and stop crying."

Tong Yao's fingers crossed in front of her eyes to wipe away her tears. The worse she got, the worse she got. She was not a strong person to begin with. She came here at this time and made a difficult choice. She thought she had failed. I want to go back to a temple in Sichuan and become a Taoist priest.

But her parents and younger brother were both in Fengtian, so where could she go?

Wiping away tears, Nursery Rhyme choked with sobs.

"Han Qian doesn't know anything about the party. He doesn't know anything. Everything is my plan."

The old man whispered.

"Dad doesn't understand this."

Everything was Tongyao's plan. Feng Lun's plan was to seek revenge on Li Shaoqi. Tongyao's plan was to bring down Jiang Wei at this party, but she still ignored defense and ignored one important point.

Feng Lun's marksmanship is terrible.

But if Feng Lun didn't shoot and Han Qian wasn't injured, there would be no way to get rid of the suspicion between him and Feng Lun.

Including the crowd that Wu Qingsi suddenly appeared outside the hotel, including the R8, including Feng Lun's attire, his escape route, the spread of the incident, all the nursery rhymes were calculated, but he did not calculate that Feng Lun would injure Han Qian. matter.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and Han Qian was pushed out and sent to the intensive care unit. The gunshot wound had been delayed for too long and was already in danger of life.

The old man followed the doctor step by step, walked through the corridor, walked out of the elevator, and entered the intensive care unit. The old man did not come out after dawn. He just sat next to the hospital bed and looked at the unconscious Han Qian.

In the early morning, Binhai was still in a state of chaos, with all kinds of rumors spreading in the city. Fortunately, the sudden incident on the army's side last night calmed down the emotions of the victims, otherwise it would have been another big farce today.

Jiang Wei died after receiving a phone call, and a few simple words were said on the phone.

"Jiang Wei, good, good!"

After five words, the call was hung up. Jiang Wei tremblingly took out his cell phone and called Lao Bai. When the call was connected, Lao Bai's indifferent voice came from the other side.

"Hello, who are you?"

These four words made Jiang Wei's expression freeze, and then he whispered.

"I'm Jiang Wei!"

Lao Bai smiled.

"Oh. It turns out to be Jiang Shuji. Did you call me suddenly early in the morning? Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Wei already knew the result of this call, but he refused to give up and whispered.

"Mr. Bai, everything I do is guided by you and Mr. Fu. Now that we have reached this point, do you want to protect yourself wisely?"

Lao Bai smiled.

"Jiang Shuji, what are you talking about so early in the morning? I'm already retired, how can I ask you to do anything? I'm very sorry Jiang Shuji, I still have work to deal with here. If nothing happens, please give me this call Just hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, when Jiang Wei called Lao Bai again, there was only a mechanical female voice reminding him.

"The user you dialed is busy, please call again later."

The phone was blocked.

Jiang Wei kicked the coffee table angrily, took a deep breath and dialed Fang Xiong's number, the same opening.

"Hello, who are you?"

Jiang Wei took a deep breath.

"Director Fang, I am Jiang Wei."

"Jiang Wei? I don't know him!"

Fang Xiong simply hung up the phone. Now Jiang Wei is a hot potato. No matter whether he is wrong or not, or how big the mistake is, he will become the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkeys!

In desperation, Jiang Wei could only call Fu Dong, because Fu Dong's nephew was involved in this matter. If Lao Bai or Fang Xiong could help him, he would target Li Shaoqi.

It's a pity that both of them have severed ties with him.

This time, Fu Dong did not distance himself from Jiang Wei, but spoke directly.

"At six o'clock tonight, there is a dinner party here in the capital. You go to the hotel door and wait. When the other party comes out, you go up and talk to him."

The phone was hung up just like that, without saying who it was or where it was. Jiang Wei needed to go find it himself and find out who the person eating was.

Over in the capital, Lao Bai, who came back last night, looked at Fu Dong and frowned.

"Are you really ready to help him? The people at tonight's dinner are similar to us, but they have more power than us now."

Fu Dong pouted.

"Help? It's out of the question, and no one can help him now. He committed suicide on his own, so who's to blame? Besides, how can I protect my nephew if he doesn't die?"

Lao Bai frowned and said again.

"how?"

Fu Dong smiled.

"There is a dinner party tonight, and Jiang Wei can indeed meet a few people who can help him, but who dares to help? He has stepped on the line!"

Jiang Wei drove to the capital himself and arrived at the door of the hotel.

His eyes were bloodshot after not sleeping for two days and one night.

I waited from six o'clock to eight o'clock.

A man in his thirties walked out of the front door of the hotel. Jiang Wei quickly got out of the car, bent down to flatter him, and got a word.

"Go back, my husband won't see you tonight."

Jiang Wei could only apologize, turned around and went back to the car. When he called Fu Dong, he found that the number had been blocked again.

Jiang Wei knew he was doomed.

Now there are two choices. One is to admit the mistake and find trouble with Li Shaoqi, but this will lead to death without a complete body. The second is to carry everything on his own and wait for the punishment. This way he will not die, but will be imprisoned for one or two years at most, and then he will be like a Live like ordinary people.

Jiang Wei never imagined that he would be where he is today.

No one messes with themselves.

No one set a trap for him, he played himself to death.

But is it really true that no one set a trap for him?

Han Qian, Feng Lun, nursery rhymes.

Who is not a manipulative weirdo? They have already figured out what you, Jiang Wei, think clearly.

If you don't come, what is the purpose of this dinner party?

Two days later, while Binhai continued to issue announcements, Cai Qinghu, Sun Zhengmin, and others received calls one after another asking them to return to Fengtian. Zhou Hui also received an order from his superiors to go to Fengtian to handle some trivial 'minor matters.'

Jiang Wei was mentioned on Zhou Hui's phone call.

Jiang Wei's name and the results of his treatment were also mentioned many times in the document.

But the name Li Shaoqi has never appeared in the public eye again since the party.

It seems like everything has nothing to do with him.

All videos, jokes, and posts about Li Shaoqi on the Internet will be deleted instantly, and even users will be banned.

Two days after Cai Qinghu left, Han Qian opened his eyes.

Looking at the old man sitting by the bed with bloodshot face, Han Qian found himself speechless when he opened his mouth. Seeing this, the old man quickly called the doctor. The doctor gave Han Qian some water and Han Qian said hoarsely.

"Dad, I'm hungry!"

The old man, who only slept for an hour every day, got up and ran out the door.

"Dad, I'll beat you up!"

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