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Chapter 23 Requirements for Reconciliation

The bear in a suit blocking the door snorted, and a strong young man on the side kicked him over.

This kick is very powerful. If he is kicked, even Zhao Haiming cannot guarantee that he will not retreat.

But everything has to be kicked to count.

Zhao Haiming instantly estimated the situation on both sides. With Zhao Haiming's ability, it was not difficult to dodge the kick and rush out. However, there would be a scuffle after rushing out, and it was hard to say whether he could take advantage by then.

Zhao Haiming took a step back decisively.

The sturdy young man was surprised, and his face turned red instantly: "nmlgbd, you still dare to hide?"

The bear in a suit standing in the middle snorted and ordered: "Xiaohu! How many times have I told you not to get into a fight of will. Since he gave way, let's go in."

"Yes, Brother Zeng." The sturdy young man known as Xiaohu immediately softened, nodding and bending like a dog, and his tall figure pretended to be humble, which seemed very inconsistent.

Zhao Haiming retreated to the ward, stood close to the wall, and turned to Gao's father with a sarcastic look: "You Gao family are very good. When you come, you will be picked up by a car, and when you leave, the underworld will block the door. If I don't agree to some conditions, will you?"

Can’t go out today?”

Father Gao's face immediately turned cold when he saw the person entering the door. He waved to Zhao Haiming: "Classmate Xiao Zhao, this is not from my family. Come here."

Not from the Gao family? Zhao Haiming was also a little surprised. But seeing that Gao's mother didn't seem to pay attention to him for the time being, and Gao's father and Gao Yingying wanted him to stay, and the door was blocked, he took a few steps towards the hospital bed.

The bear in a suit came in with his little brother, blocked the door, and did not go further inside.

"Mr. Gao, right? I am Zeng Zhenhua, the security director of Qiu Industrial Group." Zeng Zhenhua crossed his hands and placed them in front of his abdomen. Zeng Zhenhua did not mean to visit the patient, and directly stated his identity.

"Your surname is Zeng?" Zhao Haiming looked at the bear in a suit and found that he was somewhat similar to Zeng Biao, but he was fatter and more like a bear than Zeng Biao.

"This man surnamed Zeng came here, and it seems he wanted to keep it secret. It is probably because his son's escape from prison was not smooth, so he could only try to reconcile with the victim." It was just a simple signal, but Zhao Haiming thought a lot in an instant.

His first thought was that it seemed that Qiu's Industrial and Zeng Zhenhua were not the dominant players in Junling. They should be under attack from their opponents now.

If it weren't for the opponent's attack, Zhao Haiming really couldn't figure out why Zeng Zhenhua came to Gao Yingying for such a trivial matter and brought a small suitcase with him.

Gao's mother's expression changed and she was about to scream, but Gao's father glared at her and turned her scream away. A stiff fake smile appeared on Gao's father's face: "Mr. Zeng, what do you want to do with your visit?

?”

"It's like this. Last night Quanzi drove to find a friend. Unexpectedly, there was something wrong with the car, which scared your beloved daughter. I deeply regret this. Out of goodwill, I hope to make some compensation for you.

My beloved daughter is so shocked." Zeng Zhenhua and Qiu Dapao have been good buddies since childhood. They have been together for decades, and Zeng Zhenhua has also learned a lot of talking skills. In an understatement, he picked off his son cleanly.

And Gao Yingying was injured, which was also a self-inflicted injury after being frightened.

Father Gao's face turned ugly. He had only heard about how powerful Zeng Zhenhua and Qiu Dapao were, but he didn't know that Qiu Dapao and Zeng Zhenhua were not invincible.

Seeing Zeng Zhenhua come to his house to "quell his shock", he lost his bottom line and didn't know how to deal with it. But based on his intuition, he felt that he shouldn't agree to Zeng Zhenhua's "scare".

Seeing that Zeng Zhenhua's performance was similar to what he predicted, Zhao Haiming was already convinced that Qiu's Industrial was probably in trouble, and all his friends in the officialdom refused to help.

Then, Zhao Haiming was a little strange, "Why did I suddenly think of these things in a flash? Although I am very wise and wise, I don't know much about this aspect. Why did my logical analysis ability suddenly improve so much?"

Little did he know that the Miaofeng Sanskrit Envoy was just a name for a Qi practitioner, and the function of the Miaofeng Sanskrit Envoy was not a Buddhist magical power, but a function similar to that of a 'confidant'.

A bosom friend understands people and quietly resonates with them. Zhao Haiming and Ye Luqi attend classes together and chat frequently, which not only helps Ye Luqi's learning ability, but also greatly benefits Zhao Haiming's certain abilities, and logical analysis ability is only one of them.

Gao's father lowered his eyes and looked at the floor. Before he could formulate his words, Gao's mother had already exploded: "Zeng, how can such a thing be so cheap? The police have already said that according to the scene data, your son's speed is very high.

Your son hit my daughter and you want to apologize? Let me tell you, it's not that cheap!"

Although Zeng Zhenhua started his career through violence, he was by no means retarded. Hearing Gao Mu's fearful and threatening condemnation, he looked at Gao Mu and laughed. He followed Gao Mu's line of sight and landed on a small piece of leather in the hands of a young man behind him.

on the box.

"Of course it can't be so cheap. I heard that your beloved daughter's leg was bruised, so I brought 50,000 yuan here to pay for your daughter's soup and medicine." Zeng Zhenhua waved his hand and motioned for the young man behind him to step forward.

Zeng Zhenhua brought more than 50,000 yuan. When he heard that Zeng Biao's accident happened because of Qiu Muyan, Qiu Dapao took the initiative to contact Zeng Zhenhua and asked him to bring 200,000 yuan to reach a settlement with the injured little girl.

Qiu Dapao is competing for a construction development project, and his opponents are also ready to take action. Under mutual restraint, the city's top officials have warned him to behave himself during this period and never do anything involving gangs, otherwise who will

Neither will help him.

Zeng Zhenhua didn't look down on Gao Yingying's family at all. In his opinion, Gao Yingying's family were just ordinary workers and employees, and their biggest connection was with a section chief of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau, who could just give them some money and spend it.

When they heard that the cost of the soup and medicine was only 50,000 yuan, Gao's mother and Gao's father looked very ugly. According to the doctor's judgment, Gao Yingying's leg injury would be basically insulated from the art of dance in the future. In their eyes, their daughter's life had been completely ruined.

But Zeng Zhenhua actually wanted to take 50,000 yuan to make trouble.

Father Gao's face was so gloomy that he almost cried out. He snorted, pointed at Zeng Zhenhua and said angrily: "Zeng Zhenhua, don't bully others too much! My daughter's leg was broken, and the entire dance career was ruined.

Do you think you can solve it with some money?"

Zeng Zhenhua also felt something bad when he heard this. Qiu Dapao told him that his caution immediately disappeared. A fierce light appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Dancing can be considered a career? I have seen many dancing girls. Your daughter is young and has poor conditions.

Okay, let’s dance. I’ll give you 200,000 yuan and the matter will be settled. Do you like it or not?”

"You..." Even though Father Gao was well-educated, he couldn't hold back his anger, "Well, just wait, I will seek justice for my daughter even if I lose everything. I don't believe you can still be here.

Can the mausoleum cover the sky with one hand?"

The fierceness in Zeng Zhenhua's eyes suddenly diminished a bit.

But the gangster behind him stopped working. If he loses, he won't lose the battle, and he can't lose his momentum.

"Don't be shameless. How dare you refuse to give me Master Zeng's face?"

"That's right, fifty thousand yuan is a lot. If you save some money, you can spend at least two or three months."

"I advise you to be more sensible and don't make a fool of yourself."

"If you don't agree, no one will be able to go out today!"
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