Qin Peng felt a little guilty, but when he thought that the other party had no backer, he became hardened again.
"Your uncle can't handle Qin Yanyu when he goes in! If you don't go to her to cause trouble, why are you trying to do something evil with me?"
The young ladies in the private room huddled in the corner, shivering and not daring to leave.
Glass shards were shattered all over the floor, and the strong smell of alcohol filled the air.
The fat man pointed at Qin Peng and was speechless.
He was having a great time overseas, but in the middle of the night his family was busy calling him on the phone.
It was only when I came back that I found out that my uncle had not only been dismissed from his post but was also facing prosecution. All the evidence was complete, and all the famous lawyers I asked said there was no hope of overturning the case.
As for the lawsuit filed by the judicial authority directly under the capital, there is also the support of the Supervisory Bureau.
So far, no state agency personnel has been able to find any flaws in it.
The family members scolded me for having a big belly and I couldn't hold my head up.
His family has always been involved in politics, and Zhao Fengming is the most promising among them all.
Not long ago, the boss also revealed the news, asking him to take it easy and prepare to take office in the capital next year.
It's fine now, I hit a snag with Qin's.
From now on, let alone an official career, it will be hard to find a decent job even if you have a criminal record.
Zhao Fengming was completely cold.
The Zhao family has no hope. Whether they can maintain their current status depends on the look of the people above them.
The most important thing is that Chen Mao's personal phone can no longer be reached, which reflects that the Chen family in Beijing has given up on them.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was so frustrated that he picked up the broken wine bottle on the ground and stabbed Qin Peng in the head!
"How dare you have the nerve to say that! If you hadn't promised me that you were 100% sure to bring down the Qin family, I would have asked my uncle for help?!"
"Aren't you patting your chest to ensure that Qin Yanyu has no connections behind him? Ah? Answer me!"
Under the agitation of emotion, Qin Peng stumbled with a big belly and couldn't hold the broken wine bottle in his hand, which made Qin Peng run away with his head in his hands.
"Bang!"
The big belly couldn't reach Qin Peng, so he simply swung the stick and the broken bottle just missed Qin Peng's scalp and fell to the ground, scaring him so much that he cursed.
He looked a little scared at first, but he was also aroused.
"How do I know your uncle is so useless! He can't even handle a girl!"
Qin Peng frowned and said harshly, "You were the one who boasted to me that your uncle was going to be a capital official soon, and everyone had to give him face! You also said that your uncle had the final say in Jiangzhou... Bah! Damn it! It was lifted so high, but it was destroyed in a few strokes."
"You have the nerve to say it, but I don't have the nerve to answer it yet!"
"Also, why do you have the right to blame me? Are you trying to get a piece of cake from Qin Yanyu?"
"I've wanted to scold you for a long time. Our Qin family's property has nothing to do with you. You insist on getting involved in greed for money. Now you blame me for your fall?"
"Who are you, blaming the pit for falling into it?"
The potbelly got mad and said, "You, you, you!"
He had a fat body, and after chasing him for two steps, he was stunned with anger!
"Zhao, Master Zhao?"
The young ladies were panicked and rushed to call someone.
"No way, this won't work?"
Qin Peng hid behind the people and took a look, "Damn, this is so unlucky."
"I thought he was a powerful person, what the hell."
He wiped his bleeding forehead, ignored his big belly lying on the ground, and took a taxi to the hospital.
I thought this matter was over, but in the next few days Qin Peng would be beaten up with a sack whenever he went out.
No matter the time or place, every attack is quick and accurate, and he will run away in one strike.
Even the little police officers couldn't touch anyone when they came.
When asked about the monitoring, they said no.
Qin Peng jumped angrily, believing that it was the hand of the big belly. Unfortunately, there was no evidence, so the bureau refused to accept it.
When Qin Yanyu and Chen Ming were called back to eat by Liu Xiujuan, he was tearfully pulling the old lady to complain.
"Grandma! You have to help me! Fatty Zhao is staring at me to bully me and singles me out for beating!"
"He didn't dare to touch my cousin, so he just beat me!"
Qin Peng cried so hard that his throat was broken.
And his current appearance is indeed a bit miserable.
Not only the nose was bruised and the face was swollen, but the bones in his arms were broken by the beating. The splint was hung around his neck, and not a single piece of exposed skin was intact.
Chen Ming turned his head and glanced, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
In fact, Big Belly didn't care about Qin Peng at all. He asked Ye Hongzhi to arrange this matter.
Anyone with any brains can imagine this, and it's unlikely that someone with a big belly did it.
The Zhao family is very busy now. On the one hand, they are trying to make connections for Zhao Fengming, hoping that he will suffer less in prison.
Although they can't stand up, they are still a family and they won't really leave him alone.
After all, he had sucked a lot of Zhao Fengming's blood over the years.
The other officials in the Zhao family are all petty officials. Now that their career has come to an end, they want to cover their official hats and be careful, not daring to cause trouble.
I'm afraid of being picked up from the same pot.
On the day Qin Peng and Big Belly had a falling out, Chen Ming asked Ye Hongzhi to call a few smart boys to deal with him.
It doesn't matter how ruthless the attack is, just let Qin Peng have a long memory.
Chen Ming looked at Qin Yanyu. This man was his wife's cousin, so he had to leave some room.
"Okay, okay, your cousin is also busy recently."
Old Mrs. Qin's ears hurt from Qin Peng's noise, so she gave a few perfunctory words of advice.
"You have no evidence, and it doesn't look like what Fatty Zhao did to me. I heard that the Zhao family wants to send Fatty Zhao abroad to further his studies. They have been asking someone to go through the formalities for the past two days, so how can I have time to talk to you."
The movements of the major families in Jiangzhou cannot be concealed. The Zhao family can only be considered second-rate because Zhao Fengming's relationship has a tendency to rise to prominence.
It's a pity that he did it on his own before he came to the forefront.
The Zhao family also has a lot on their minds. They don't have to think about their official career, so they just think about doing business.
Fatty Zhao is the only boy in this generation, so he has naturally become the focus of the family's attention, and all the remaining money is planned to be invested in him.
"What does she have to do!"
Qin Peng became angry after hearing this, "I can't even go to the company now, and I have to support her. Not to mention how miserable it is!"
"If she hadn't killed Director Zhao, would I have been retaliated by the Zhao family? What does it have to do with me! I'm not even in the Qin family anymore."
He said angrily, with Qin Yuanzhou beside him to help him.
"Oh, Mom, it's not that I have a problem with Yanyu, it's just that she is so shameless."
"She is the only one making money in the family, and her brothers and sisters don't see her to help. When has our family ever had this kind of situation before? Isn't it only through mutual help that we can gain a foothold in Jiangzhou?"
Listening to her eldest son's words, Mrs. Qin's eyes darkened slightly.
Chen Ming and Qin Yanyu ate in silence without answering.
Seeing that there is something going on, Qin Yanran is not willing to lag behind.
"My father and I have been serving in the community for so long. Others, like us, have run away from home."
"Several of them are just dawdling around, reporting every day and then going back. Who is like us, who work seven days a week without even a moment to rest."
