Zhu Zhiyuan took two steps closer, and through the crack of the half-open door, he saw the inside of the box.
There were three people in the box, one of whom was Qiao Zhou.
The other two, one on Qiao Zhou's left, was a fat man in his forties, with a fat pig's head, three layers of flesh on the back of his head and neck, and even his neck was missing.
On the right, there is also a man in his forties, thinner but taller.
The two people, one on the left and the other on the right, stared at Qiao Zhou, as if a tiger and a wolf were staring at a little white rabbit.
Qiao Zhou must have had a few drinks. His cheeks were red and his eyes were a little confused. There was a pleading look on his face: "...I really can't drink anymore..."
"Drink." The two men said at the same time.
"Drink Ni your mother."
A surge of anger rushed straight from Zhu Zhiyuan's heart, and he rushed in fiercely.
What the waiter brought in was a basin of Sanhe soup, which was still steaming and was being placed on the table.
Zhu Zhiyuan took it casually and put it directly on the pig's head.
The Sanhe soup is still a bit hot.
Zhutou screamed, jumped up, knocked over the chair, and fell to the ground himself. He rolled twice before getting up. He wiped the soup on his face with both hands, but his eyes were clear but he couldn't see clearly, so he screamed: " Ah, ah."
The thin man on the other side turned to look at Zhu Zhiyuan.
Naturally, Zhu Zhiyuan would not let him go. He grabbed the wine bottle on the table and hit him on the head with one bottle.
"Ah." The thin man also screamed, jumped up, covered his head, and blood spurted out from between his fingers.
"Who are you? Why are you beating people?" the thin man shouted angrily.
Qiao Zhou saw Zhu Zhiyuan clearly now and shouted in surprise: "Zhu Zhiyuan?"
"Xiao Qiao, are you okay?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"I'm fine." Qiao Zhou shook her head, but when she turned to look at the thin man and the pig head next to her, her face turned bitter: "Something's happened now, what are you doing?"
At this time, Zhu Tou, with the help of the waiter, used a wet cloth to wipe away the soup on his face. At least he could open his eyes and see. He pointed at Zhu Zhiyuan and shouted angrily: "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry, Dean Shen, this is my classmate." Qiao Zhou quickly apologized: "This is a misunderstanding."
She said to Zhu Zhiyuan again: "Zhu Zhiyuan, what are you doing? Apologize to Dean Shen quickly."
"Classmate?" Zhu Tou yelled angrily: "My boyfriend, your boyfriend is sick."
The thin man also shouted angrily: "Qiao Zhou, what is going on?"
Qiao Zhou grimaced: "It's really my classmate. Maybe they misunderstood. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou."
"Misunderstanding?" The thin man became even more angry: "You can clear up the misunderstanding with just one step?"
Zhutou shouted from the other side: "Mr. Zhou, you can take care of it yourself. The reception you provided is really satisfying."
"I'm sorry, Dean Shen, I'm sorry." The thin man apologized hastily.
Qiao Zhou also apologized: "I'm sorry, Dean Shen, I apologize to you on behalf of my classmates."
"Hmph." Zhutou ignored him at all and just looked at the thin man: "Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"
"Don't worry." The thin man called, "Dean Shen, I will give you an explanation."
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone: "I'll call the police immediately, arrest him first, and then deal with him slowly."
"Mr. Zhou." Qiao Zhou said anxiously: "Don't call the police, he is my classmate..."
"Qiao Zhou." The thin man shouted sternly: "If you dare to stop me, I will send you in too."
"Are you so awesome?" Jing Balance came in and said.
The thin man turned his head and recognized him: "Master Jing."
This is Nanshan District, and his company is located here. He must have memorized the hero's genealogy, and he also knows the district chief.
"Call the police." Jing Balance shouted, "Count me in. I'll follow you in to see who wants to deal with us brothers."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Zhutou: "Dean Shen, haha."
He knew both of them. The thin man was Zhou Zeng, the general manager of Huanyuan Medicine, and the pig head was Shen Changqing, the director of Changqing Hospital. They had both visited their homes before.
Shen Changqing also knew Jing Balance. His hospital was in Nanshan District, and Guan Jian was a private enterprise. It was a joint venture. The scale was not small, but no matter how big the scale was, he couldn't afford to be an official.
"Master Jing." Shen Changqing also called out. He had a furious look on his face before, but after recognizing Jing Balance, he immediately turned off the engine.
Of course you will be annoyed if someone pours a pot of soup on your head, but it depends on who the person is pouring it on.
Now that Jing Wenping had stepped in, he didn't dare to express his anger. He just glanced at the thin man bitterly.
This turned the heat on Zhou Zeng. Who called Qiao Zhou? It was Zhou Zeng who called him.
You begged me to buy some goods and ask a little beauty to accompany you for drinks, but this is how it ended up?
Zhou Zeng noticed his gaze and complained in his heart, but behind Zhu Zhiyuan was Jing Pingping, and Jing Pingping took the initiative to take care of him. What should he do?
"Master Jing, what is that?" He smiled bitterly and said to Shen Changqing: "It's all a misunderstanding, forget it."
Shen Changqing couldn't say anything, and felt very angry in his heart.
His head was burned, and he was covered in oil and water. He was in such a mess.
But he couldn't bring out the fire.
It's easy to get angry, but if you really call the police, take Jing Pingliang and the two to the police station, and then ask the district chief Jing back, it will be lively.
He is a middle-aged social animal, not a hot-headed young man, and would not be so impulsive.
"That's a misunderstanding. I'll leave first." He was looking for a place to take a bath.
"There is no misunderstanding." Zhu Zhiyuan snorted.
Zhou Zengshen and Changqing let him go, but he didn't want to let go.
"Are you the director of some hospital?" Zhu Zhiyuan's previous acquaintances were all big businessmen with a good reputation. He didn't recognize the director of a small hospital, so he pointed at it and then pointed at Zhou Zeng: "That factory of yours is Isn’t it called Huanyuan Medicine, or what is it called?”
Zhou Zeng frowned and did not answer. Shen Changqing also raised his eyebrows.
Jing Pingliang was surprised and said: "Master Zhu, what do you want to do?"
"Xiao Qiao is our class monitor. I can't stand it when a girl is forced to drink by these two people." Zhu Zhiyuan shouted: "I want to teach them a lesson."
As he said this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Gu Yao's number directly.
The phone rang three times and the call went through. Gu Yao's voice sounded on the other side: "Xiao Zhi, what's the matter?"
She and Lu Zhen initially called Zhu Zhiyuan Xiao Zhu, but later they heard Liu Mei was called Xiao Zhi, and they also followed suit and became close to each other.
"Sister Gu, is it convenient for you now?"
Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
He usually called Sister Yaoyao, but now he called Sister Gu. Gu Yao recognized it immediately and said, "If anything happens, just tell me."
"That's what happened." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "There is a pharmaceutical company in Nanshan District called Huanyuan Medical. They make medical devices. I reported them. They OEM for foreign brands. When they went around the bonded area, they said they were foreign. For imports, they first defrauded export tax rebates, then later faked foreign brands and sold them domestically at high prices. They also bribed hospitals. Sister Gu, can you ask someone to investigate them?"
"No problem, Nanshan District Huanyuan Medical, right? I'll ask someone to check them right away."
Gu Yao deserves to be very happy.
The first time she met Zhu Zhiyuan was to give Lu Zhen Liumei face, but after getting along with him, she became very fond of Zhu Zhiyuan.
But this time she invested 2.5 million in stock trading. In more than ten days, Zhu Zhiyuan returned her 7.5 million, which directly helped her earn 5 million.
That favorability instantly exploded.
Now Zhu Zhiyuan wants her to do a favor, even if he doesn't care about Liu Mei's face, he just wants Zhu Zhiyuan to help her make so much money, that's just a matter of words.
"Sister Gu, thank you."
Zhu Zhiyuan thanked him and hung up the phone.
Zhou Zeng looked like a ghost and shouted urgently: "You can't do this, you can't do this."
What Zhu Zhiyuan said is true.
As for why Zhu Zhiyuan knew about it, it was because in his previous life, Zhu Zhiyuan heard about Qiao Zhou after he came back from his hometown. The matter about Huanyuan Factory was not a big secret. It was also spread by people, so he naturally knew about it.
But Zhou Zeng didn't know why Zhu Zhiyuan knew it, and he wasn't familiar with it. What the hell is this?
Opposite him, Shen Changqing also looked pale.
Instead, it was Jing Balancing behind Zhu Zhiyuan, with light flashing in his eyes.
"Who is he calling? The surname is Gu. Check the pharmaceutical factory, the health bureau? There is no woman named Gu in the district health bureau, the municipal bureau? It seems there is none, the provincial department? Who is there from the provincial department?"
He couldn't remember it for the moment, but he only knew one thing: Zhu Zhiyuan was not calling Gao Donghong, nor was he calling Liu Mei.
This means that Zhu Zhiyuan's relationship is not just between Gao and Liu.
"So many connections." He secretly shouted, surprised and excited at the same time. "It's really hidden."
Qiao Zhou on the opposite side was equally surprised, but also a little confused.
Her relationship with Zhu Zhiyuan, who had been classmates for four years, was either good or bad. She felt that Zhu Zhiyuan was a bit oily, but he wasn't her type anyway.
However, she is the monitor of the class and treats her classmates equally. When she needs to deal with them, she will not treat them differently, but the relationship cannot be said to be particularly good.
But why did Zhu Zhiyuan do so much for her? Hitting someone didn't count. Others had flinched, but he still refused to let her go.
Moreover, who did he call? If he could really investigate a pharmaceutical company with just one phone call, how could he have such a big connection?
