During that time, Wei Ling was running up and down, and she and Shen Jingyan were following her everywhere to make connections. Even so, Young Master Wei was still peeled off by the other party.
Then he was 'assigned' to Baocheng by the Wei family, where he stayed for several years.
Qiao Weimin never expected that Wei Qi was involved here. He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Until he sent Director Qin away, he was still thinking about what the other party had just said.
"Chen Yuan can't get out?" Aunt Chen is from a small family. The biggest place she has ever seen is the Ring City. In the world of the Ring City, she is as small as an ant, let alone the capital outside the Ring City. city people.
She was confused when she heard it, but she understood one thing. Chen Yuan's matter this time involved a big shot from the capital. He had a difficult relationship and it would not be easy to solve.
Her heart was twitching, and she was filled with anxiety, but she had nowhere to do anything.
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Qiao Weimin came back to his senses, took a deep breath, put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her, and said: "Aunt Chen, the matter is not as bad as you think. The person Director Gang Qin mentioned is known to Ang's uncle. I will go back and meet him." I'll help you think of a way to rescue Chen Yuan..."
He didn't have the confidence to say this. Shen Jingyan had always looked down on him, let alone helping him. If he called the other party to talk about this, he would probably be scolded by the other party again, and finally refused. Willing to help.
So to tell Shen Jingyan about this, he still needed to go through Qiao Ai.
"Hai Hao did well in the exam this time and was successfully admitted to Tsinghua University. Her uncle is very happy. I will go back and tell her to see if she can help pass on a message. As long as the Wei family lets go, the police station has no reason to detain the person. "
When Aunt Chen heard that she wanted to ask Qiao Ai for help, her heart dropped. She had worked in the Qiao family for many years and knew very well the personality of this 'gentle and kind' daughter of the Qiao family. She was similar to He Yujuan at heart, and even cold-blooded than He Yujuan. Ruthless! It is better to ask Qiao Ai for help than to hope that a pig will climb a tree.
She knew in her heart that there was no hope, but the method proposed by Qiao Weimin was the best one she could find at the moment.
Aunt Chen's sallow face was extremely tired, but her eyes were extremely sincere. She sincerely thanked the man in a suit and leather shoes: "Mr. Qiao, thank you just now. I am very grateful to you for your help today. It doesn't matter if Chen Yuan can't be saved." Alright..."
"I just heard from the director that Mr. Wei from Beijing City is very powerful. Don't drag yourself into it. If it drags you down, I will be even more uneasy. I would rather he stay like this."
She is a woman who runs a stall and has never seen the world. She only knows that even the director of the police station is afraid. The person who dare not say his name must be a very powerful person. She wants to bail her son out, but does not want to be implicated in this matter. people.
"It's not as serious as you think, and it won't affect me."
Qiao Weimin breathed a sigh of relief and patted her shoulder optimistically. He believed that if Qiao Ai was willing to come forward and talk to Shen Jingyan, this matter would not be difficult to solve.
He didn't give Aunt Chen a chance to speak again. He put his arm around her shoulder and said comfortingly: "Let's go, let's go in and see how Chen Yuan is doing."
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Chen Yuan was in good condition in the detention center, but his mobile phone was confiscated, he didn't sleep all day and all night, and he was a little unshaven.
He was also surprised to see Aunt Chen and Qiao Weimin coming together, but he knew that Qiao Nian had gone to Beijing to take the exam and might not have come back yet.
He pursed his lips, and Aunt Chen asked him for a long time, but he only said that the contraband in his clothes was not his, and he didn't know exactly who put it in his clothes.