Early the next morning, there was movement at the door of the police station.
Sir, who was on duty, found a man lying on the ground at the door. He touched his gun and went forward to check. He saw the man lying face up with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed in pain, as if he had passed out.
Sir did not dare to relax, he held the gun tightly, stretched out his foot and kicked the person on the ground: "Hey!"
After being kicked a few times, the man just wrinkled his face impatiently but did not open his eyes.
Tsk, he was still soundly asleep. Sir tugged at the corner of his mouth and said sternly with a cold face: "Hey, get up! This is not the place to sleep. You have to sleep somewhere else!"
Unable to wake up by kicking or shouting, Sir took out his walkie-talkie and called out his colleague. Not long after, two people came out of the police station, one of whom was the one who took notes for Zhou Meiyi yesterday.
When he saw the man lying on the ground, he immediately exclaimed: "Isn't that who it is, Li Jiafeng! He was just released on bail by the lawyer yesterday."
This reminder reminded several policemen.
With such a big movement, Li Jiafeng on the ground also opened his eyes.
Seeing clearly the three policemen standing in front of him, each of them holding a gun in his hand, he shuddered subconsciously, and then his mind flooded with what happened to him in the warehouse last night, and he quickly said: "Sir, I will confess! I have everything Explain! I surrender!"
Surrendered?
Sir A: "Since you are surrendering, then get up quickly and lie down at the door."
Li Jiafeng also wanted to get up, but his hand tendons and hamstrings were severed and he couldn't get up at all: "Sir, I can't get up, I can't use my hands and feet."
Sir A raised his eyebrows and stared at him in surprise. Hey, when he entered their police station yesterday, he still remembered the way the other party looked arrogant and arrogant. Why are he so afraid today?
Seeing that he didn't seem to be cheating, Ah Sir stretched out his hand and gave him a hand. He never thought that he really had no strength at all and was like a puddle of mud.
Sir felt something was wrong, so he knelt down and looked at his hands and feet. Only then did he realize that there were stitched wounds on his limbs, and they were crawling on his wrists and ankles like centipedes.
Tsk tsk, that's so cruel, the tendons of both hands and hamstrings were picked, no wonder he was so honest today.
"Come and help." Sir said to his companion.
The three men tucked their guns away and leaned over to lift the man with their free hands.
"Ah, ah... it hurts." At this movement, Li Jiafeng howled again, feeling hurt and dizzy, and his brain was like a mush. The pampered illegitimate son had never experienced such pain, and he almost cried on the spot.
The sirs put him down again, and one of them went straight in and called a doctor to check him out.
The ambulance arrived soon after, and the doctor who came over checked Li Jiafeng's injuries.
"How is he?" Sir asked.
The doctor just finished the preliminary examination and said: "The back of the head was hit and there is a possibility of concussion. The tendons of the hands and hamstrings were broken. Four ribs were broken. One of them was pierced into the lung. He needs to go to the hospital for treatment immediately."
Sir was speechless. It seemed that the person who hurt people was very experienced. Such a serious injury could not be seen just from the surface. He didn't know who he had offended.
Sir A pulled the doctor to explain, and then Li Jiafeng was taken away by the ambulance.
Immediately afterwards, the police car also drove to the hospital. Just now, Li Jiafeng took all the blame. Now they are waiting for Li Jiafeng to finish the operation and complete the transcript, so that the police can explain to the media and superiors as soon as possible.
The news from Li Jiafeng quickly spread to his father, Li Jingliang. When he learned that his son had confessed and was seriously injured, he was furious and immediately swept all the documents on the table to the ground with his wave of his hand.
After venting, he calmed down for a few seconds, then raised his hand to dial the phone and called his secretary in.
If he dares to touch his son, he will make him pay the price!
"Director Li." The secretary came in and looked at the mess. His eyebrows trembled slightly. This was the first time he had seen his boss lose his temper.
Li Jingliang's expression has returned to normal, "A Feng was injured and surrendered to the police station. You ask the lawyer to continue to find people, and then find out who injured him."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." The secretary has followed Li Jingliang for twenty years. Naturally, he also knows that Li Jiafeng is the boss's illegitimate son. He also sees that the boss recently plans to let his son take advantage of the competition with O2. Show up to the board of directors, and then naturally parachute into the group.
In fact, the exposure of O2 product pictures and the setting fire to the assembly factory were certainly beyond the imagination of Li Jiafeng. When he first told Li Jingliang that Jiang Yao had a pager, he just wanted to use his father's hand to get Jiang Yao into his own hands. Who would have thought that his own father would directly design such a big situation for him.
Li Jingliang was responsible for the whole situation, but in the end his son Li Jiafeng was responsible for it. Therefore, Li Jingliang felt guilty and angry, and tried his best to get his son out.
The secretary's ability to do things was very fast. Li Jingliang asked him to check in the morning, and there was news in the afternoon.
The results of the investigation made the secretary a little uneasy and didn't know how to speak.
Looking at the secretary's hesitant expression, Li Jingliang guessed that the results would make him angry. He slammed the table and said coldly: "Say it."
Naturally, the secretary did not dare to hide it and informed him of the results of the investigation.
Li Jingliang was silent for several seconds after hearing this, and then smashed the coffee cup at hand.
Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor and the cup was not broken, but the coffee stains became splatters on the gray carpet.
The secretary didn't dare to move, his eyelids were drooped, like a transparent person.
After waiting for a while, I heard a suppressed angry voice coming from the other side: "Go and call that bastard over."
Li Junwei works as a marketing manager in the group. This position does not have any real power. He has to ask the company for budget every day. In addition, there is a director above him who is suppressing him. There are not many available people below, so it is difficult to achieve any results.
If you can't produce results, it will naturally be difficult to convince the public on the board of directors. If you get promoted in the future, everyone will treat you respectfully in person, but they still don't know how to laugh at you in private. Ridiculing is a trivial matter, but you are afraid of being tricked openly or covertly.
There are many factions in the company. Although the Li family is the major shareholder, there are also other shareholders and directors. Everyone wants to place their own people in important positions. In short, for the sake of profit, the company is a large-scale palace drama.
Therefore, Li Junwei is half-playful and half-serious about this job. He usually does not come to the company in the morning and only comes in the afternoon when he is in a good mood.
It's afternoon now, and this matter can't be made public. The secretary goes to the marketing department to call someone in person.
"Mr. Li, Director Li wants you to go to his office."
Li Junwei raised his eyebrows noncommittally, meaning he understood.
The secretary also knew his character to some extent and knew that he and Director Li were not at odds with each other, so he said cautiously: "Do you think it's convenient now?"
Li Junwei had just beaten someone and sent him to the police station last night, and today his father asked him to go to the office. He could guess the connection between the two things with his toes.
"Let's go." He lazily stood up and followed the secretary. He would find him sooner or later anyway.
Seeing how cooperative he was, the secretary was a little surprised. It was rare for the eldest son to be so easy to talk to.
The two of them just walked into the elevator with their own thoughts.
Li Jingliang's office.
"looking for me?"
After closing the door, Li Junwei leaned back on the sofa, crossed his feet on the coffee table, took out a cigarette from the inner pocket of his suit jacket and lit it.
Li Jingliang was furious when he saw his arrogant look. He raised his hand and threw the folder on the table at his son: "Who told you to touch him!"
"Him? Who is it?" Li Junwei flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and glanced sideways at his own father.
Li Jingliang's chest heaved with anger at his expression. He strode forward, sat across from the sofa, and angrily said, "Stop pretending to me. He is your brother. How could you beat someone seriously and ask him to surrender?" ?! Why didn’t you let the police come and arrest me?”
"Brother?" Li Junwei's originally angry face suddenly turned cold, "My mother seems to have only given birth to me. Where did the younger brother come from? Is he a bastard?"
The word "bastard" stung Li Jingliang's temples. He jumped up, grabbed his son's collar, and slapped him across the face: "Shut the hell up!"
This slap was so powerful that the corners of Li Junwei's mouth and face were turned away. He slowly turned his head, twitching the corners of his mouth, and stared at Li Jingliang without saying a word.
There was ridicule, disdain, and contempt in his eyes...but there was no look like a son should look at his father.
After slapping someone, Li Jingliang finally lost some of his anger. Being stared at by such eyes made him feel inexplicably angry and regretful.
He coughed twice and sat back on the sofa: "A Feng is doing things for me and has nothing to do with him."
These words seemed to explain the reason for his rage.
Li Junwei curled his lips, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and said half-truthfully: "I beat him. Suddenly I found out that there was another brother who wanted to compete with me for my father's love. I was jealous and beat him." A meal.”
Such a straightforward reason made Li Jingliang stunned. He obviously didn't expect his son to say that, because the father and son had always been indifferent to each other, and they had never spoken a few words properly when they met.
A person who has never spoken softly suddenly said soft words, and the effect can be imagined.
After a few seconds of silence, Li Jingliang said: "You can't hit people. They are all men. You should understand that I just made a mistake that all men in the world will make, but the harm will not affect the next generation. Your brother is innocent, and he can't Choose to be born.”
"You have enjoyed the aura of the young master of the Li family for more than twenty years, while he has been hiding abroad like a mouse for twenty years. For this reason, you should understand who I value more."
Li Junwei glanced at his biological father with a half-smile, and asked, "Tsk, is this an indirect expression or does he value his legitimate son more?"
One second he slapped him because of a mouse, and the next second he said that what mattered most was that he was not a mouse. The family card was all played. Li Junwei took over and said, "It's none of my business that your son is so stupid that he wants to blame his girlfriend."
"Impossible." Li Jingliang didn't believe it. His son had pushed his girlfriend out as a scapegoat before. How could he blame his girlfriend again now?
Li Junwei sneered: "Perhaps his conscience discovered that his girlfriend was carrying his seed in her belly. After all, he is a father, so he has a sense of responsibility. Why, didn't your secretary find out the statement he gave to the police?"
Speaking of this confession, Li Jingliang remembered the information given by his secretary.
He walked back to his desk and took it over to take a look. It was a copy of the police statement. There was his son Li Jiafeng's signature in the lower right corner, and the statement did mention that the reason for surrendering was the same as what his eldest son said just now.
It was written in black and white, even if Li Jingliang didn't believe it, he had to believe it. He cursed in his heart that he was a fool for surrendering himself for a woman.
Li Junwei looked at the statue of his own father standing over there. He obviously believed his words. He stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes and left.
Shuidong used this trick very cleverly.
Not only did he lightly expose the matter of beating people, but he also put the matter of asking Li Jiafeng to surrender on the woman's head, and he took it all off himself.
The only unpleasant thing was that he got a slap in the face, tsk, that's what he said.
