"Yes, but my youngest son is dead now, and my eldest son was almost killed by you. Although you brought him back safely this time, don't expect me to thank you!"
Zhao Dingguo took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly. It seemed that saying these words made him very determined.
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his heart moved. He understood why this old guy wanted to talk to him. His feelings were because he brought Zhao Zhengyang back. A younger son died. If the elder son died again, then Zhao Dingguo would not be crazy.
He also collapsed. Did this old guy want to thank himself, but he couldn't say it because of his face?
After thinking about it, Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said: "I have nothing to say about Zhao Zhengyang. Bringing him back is just what I should do. I don't expect you to do anything to me because of this matter.
Good idea. We have different positions, but we are still on opposite sides after all! I just hope Commander Zhao can consider the consequences before doing everything!"
To put it bluntly, Zhuo Yifan's words were advice to Zhao Dingguo. Let him take a warning when he does those dirty things. As for whether Zhao Dingguo buys it, that is not something he can control.
"Thank you for the reminder. Also, I want to know whether they are the ones who want to kill my eldest son?" Zhao Dingguo snorted coldly, then squinted his eyes and asked.
"Them? In fact, you shouldn't ask me this question, you should ask them from your mouth. But before that, I think Commander Zhao must have his own answer in his heart, but he just doesn't want to believe it. Your youngest son is
For example, in their eyes, chess pieces can be abandoned at any time if they lose their use value. The same goes for you!" Zhuo Yifan explained disapprovingly.
"Okay, let's talk about it here. I already know the answer!" Zhao Dingguo took a deep breath, then nodded with an ugly face.
"Well, I won't disturb you when you go to work." Zhuo Yifan nodded and was about to open the door and get out of the car, but then he retracted his body.
Under Zhao Dingguo's surprised gaze, Zhuo Yifan took out a metal chip from under the driver's seat, waved it in front of Zhao Dingguo, then chuckled and put it back.
"What...what is this?" Zhao Dingguo asked with surprise on his face.
"Well, maybe you can ask your driver. But I can tell you clearly that this is a bug. To be honest, I sympathize with you. While working for others, you have to be suspected by your master." Zhuoyi
Fan chuckled lightly and added: "Don't worry, I just used some tricks. The conversation between us cannot be recorded. You can pretend that you don't know, or you can handle it in your own way. That's it.
It depends on your own wishes! But as a driver, I suggest you change it as soon as possible!"
After saying that, Zhuo Yifan opened the car door and got out of the car. Only Zhao Dingguo, who looked gloomy, was still sitting in the car.
Seeing Zhuo Yifan come out, Zhao Dingguo's driver turned around and returned to Zhao Dingguo's car. It was obvious that Zhao Dingguo had concerns. Even if he knew that his driver had a problem, he did not get angry immediately and still let the driver drive.
Send him away.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled, then started the car and continued to drive towards Mr. Song's villa.
"What is that person looking for you for? I remember he seems to be from the Zhao family!" Song Zixin asked with a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry, it's just a casual chat." Zhuo Yifan explained with a smile. However, he felt more and more sympathy for the Zhao family, father and son. Whether it was Zhao Zhengyang, Zhao Zhengming or this father-in-law, Zhao Dingguo, they were all taken by the Long family.
Playing around in the applause, just like a puppet, I don't know what they think? They would actually sacrifice their lives for that kind of family?
The car stopped at the door of the villa where Mr. Song lived. Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin got out of the car directly, carrying the prepared gifts in their hands, they rang the doorbell of the villa.
The guard quickly ran out and opened the door. After seeing it was Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin, his face couldn't help but be happy: "It turns out that Mr. Zhuo and Miss Song are back. The chief is having breakfast, I will take you in!"
Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin smiled and nodded. The latter snuggled beside Zhuo Yifan, with a happy smile on his face, and pulled Zhuo Yifan into the villa.
"Grandpa!" Song Zixin's silver bell-like voice rang after entering the villa.
Mr. Song, who had just finished breakfast at the dining table, had a smile on his face. Then he saw Song Zixin pulling Zhuo Yifan in from outside.
"Two little guys, have you had breakfast?" Mr. Song asked with a smile.
"Have eaten grandpa!" Song Zixin nodded immediately and said.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, because I have been busy with trivial matters, I didn't have time to greet you until now. I hope you won't be offended!" Zhuo Yifan placed the gift in the living room, then came to Mr. Song, and explained sheepishly
road.
"Old man, what do I have to be offended about? You are out there doing things for the country, throwing your life and blood, how can I blame you for such a trivial matter? I have heard what No. 1 said about your performance during this period.
Yes, you did a great job." Mr. Song nodded and said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, grandpa." Zhuo Yifan smiled sheepishly.
"Girl Zixin, you go make a cup of tea for grandpa first, and Xiaofan and I will go to the study to have a chat!" Mr. Song stood up at this time and gave instructions to Song Zixin.
"Okay grandpa!" Song Zixin agreed, and then ran into the kitchen happily.
Zhuo Yifan followed Mr. Song directly to the study. After closing the door, Mr. Song greeted Zhuo Yifan and sat down on the sofa.
"You came back last night, right?" Mr. Song asked.
"Well, I arrived in the capital last night. I also met my father and No. 1." Zhuo Yifan nodded and explained.
"I heard that you were injured at the border? Are you okay now?" Mr. Song asked with concern.
"Don't worry, Grandpa, don't you think I'm doing well now? If they really want to hurt me, it's not that easy!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled with approval.
"It's okay! This time you caught the mastermind of the London terror case and brought Zhao Zhengyang back. It can be said to be a great achievement. Number 1 should give you that thing, right?" Mr. Song nodded with satisfaction, and then
He asked with a smile.
Zhuo Yifan asked with a thought: "What grandpa said should be the red medal, right?"
"Well, that's right! You have a red medal, which is equivalent to having a life-saving talisman in politics. Anyone who wants to attack you again must weigh his own weight! But you must be careful not to be complacent.
The red medal must play its role!" Mr. Song warned earnestly.