Zhao Ruyi meditated and rested in the detention room, enjoying her own tranquility.
The five habitual drug addicts didn't even dare to take a breath when they saw Zhao Ruyi standing silently on top.
After Zhao Ruyi left yesterday, they all broke into a cold sweat when they saw that the iron grating leading to the upper bunk that Zhao Ruyi climbed over was actually scratched with dents.
Not everyone can practice this kind of kung fu...
Zhao Ruyi has his own layout in Southern Jiangsu Province. This time, he just tested whether the provincial party committee secretary can be effective.
Shi Qiang will definitely leak the news to the Provincial Party Committee Secretary accidentally or accidentally, and if Zhao Qicheng does not intervene, whether the Provincial Party Committee Secretary will intervene in this matter will just represent his attitude towards Zhao Ruyi
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As the saying goes, Zhao Ruyi doesn't care if he encounters opponents along the way, but if there are opponents of the same level, throwing a second-rate dude like Song Junpeng in front of him is not a head-on battle.
Therefore, he wanted to teach Song Junpeng a painful lesson, and at the same time, he also slapped those princes in the capital. Don't take out such useless things, and really beat them if you want to.
Wow... Wow...
It started to rain lightly in the urban area of Ling'an, and gradually turned into heavy rain.
Zhao Qicheng stood on the balcony of a high-end apartment, drinking hot coffee and looking at the rainy scene outside.
A beautiful woman in a red silk robe softly hooked his waist, then reached out to the balcony to catch some rainwater.
"A storm is coming..." Zhao Qicheng said with emotion.
"Brother Cheng's business is in trouble?" the red-robed beauty asked softly.
"I can support you even if I get into trouble, so don't worry." Zhao Qicheng said lightly.
The beauty in red robe bulged her mouth, showing slight dissatisfaction.
Zhao Qicheng was silent and thought for a moment, then asked, "How are the investments I made in Europe going recently?"
"Brother Cheng has such a good eye. I didn't lose any of these transactions and even made a small profit." The beauty in red robe leaned into Zhao Qicheng's arms, picked up a strawberry and put it in Zhao Qicheng's mouth.
"You don't have to go to work next week. I'll take you to Europe, and I'll go check out the business." Zhao Qicheng said.
"Brother Cheng is so kind." The beauty in red robe cheered, hooked her arms around Zhao Qicheng's neck, and offered her a sweet kiss.
Zhao Qicheng pressed her soft belly and suddenly turned over and pressed her into his arms.
On a rainy day that was getting heavier and heavier, in another direction of Ling'an, Song Junpeng turned off his mobile phone and was flipping through an economic magazine in boredom, while his eyes were fixed on the round butt of the beautiful nurse who was helping him change his medicine.
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As a senior manager of a well-known public fund company, he belongs to the true "social elite" and looks very stylish in suits. He also has the identity of the son of the director of the Provincial Department of Finance. He is a typical tall, rich and handsome man, and there is no shortage of beauties in his life.
But under the calm attire of suits and leather shoes, his body and mind are very "fiery". He has never stopped trying for all kinds of beauties. But if he takes these beauties conveniently, he will not develop for a long time - chasing them.
It's fast, and it's lost quickly.
At this time, he was lying in the hospital bed, unable to move. When he saw this young nurse with a round butt, he actually had some reaction.
"What's your name?" Song Junpeng asked the nurse in a senior elite tone.
His ward is a separate ward. If you really want to do anything, just lock the door and no outsiders will come in. And he can't move now, but there are still many ways.
Now it seems that he is going to stay in this hospital for a while. If he doesn't have some fun, it will be difficult to pass the time and the boredom in his heart.
"Wu Yueying." the little nurse replied.
The nurse's voice was pretty good and she looked very young. Being in this monotonous ward made Song Junpeng think a lot.
Anyway, money is not a problem, and his status in the officialdom can handle things. He has played many games before, lost many games, and never had any problems.
Now that he was embarrassed and had been thrown into the capital, he wanted to relieve his boredom, so he reached out and grabbed the nurse's wrist.
"I feel like my pulse is a little messy, why don't you check it for me?" Seeing the young nurse panicking, Song Junpeng asked in a calm tone.
The nurse looked at Song Junpeng's thin face and remembered that their director said this was an important patient, so she didn't dare to offend him and reached out to take Song Junpeng's pulse.
It was at this time that Song Junpeng, who was extremely irritable, suddenly pulled the nurse to the bedside.
These small hands, these small breasts... were full of temptations for Song Junpeng who had been lying there all day and night. However, the slightest exertion on him caused the wound to be affected, which made him frown in pain.
"My whole body is sore. Please give me a massage. I'll give you six thousand." Song Junpeng exhaled and said in the ear of the little nurse.
In the past, he would have looked down on such a pretty little nurse, but he had been holding back his anger all night, and now he was very irritable and wanted to vent his anger.
Therefore, as he spoke, he already reached out and grabbed the nurse's uniform.
The little nurse looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that a very gentle man would be like this... But the director said that this patient was very important, so she was in a hurry and didn't dare to shout or run away.
Song Junpeng wanted this effect. Director He personally came to visit him yesterday and had an explanation with the hospital. Therefore, a small nurse should not dare to do anything to him.
This sense of superiority over the ordinary people filled Song Junpeng's chest and made him burn.
Whatever you want to do, do whatever you want!
That Zhao Ruyi will also be tortured to death!
Bang.
Just when he quickly put his hand into the nurse's uniform and almost touched her breast, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.
A sullen Song Yiwei appeared at the door.
"Dad..." Song Junpeng blurted out in surprise when he saw Song Yiwei.
The little nurse blushed, hurriedly pulled up her clothes and ran out of the ward as if running away.
Song Yiwei was furious. He didn't expect Song Junpeng to do such things in the ward... It seems that he has a lot of dandy habits in the capital!
But they are all deep-rooted dudes. If you can't afford it, you bastard will die!
Song Yiwei walked over and slapped Song Junpeng almost stunned.
Song Yiwei has never beaten him since he came of age at the age of eighteen.
Song Junpeng has prospered in the capital in recent years, and his connections seem to be as good as those of his father. He and his father, Song Yiwei, meet less and less every year, so there is no gap in status between father and son.
He didn't expect that Song Yiwei would come to Ling'an City during his busy schedule, and not come to visit him, but come to beat him!
"Tell me the truth, what happened at that time!" Song Yiwei blushed and asked Song Junpeng.
Song Junpeng seems to have lost his mind while hanging around in the capital, thinking that he can really be lawless...
"It's just...I was beaten..." Song Junpeng was weakened by a slap, and he no longer had the usual arrogance, so he said slowly.
"How could there be a fight?" Song Yiwei stared, "Tell the truth!"
"Dad, I will solve this kind of problem..."
Before Song Junpeng could say anything, Song Yiwei's second slap came right after him!
Now Song Junpeng has a broken knee and broken ribs. He can't even move at all. Not to mention resisting, he doesn't even have a chance to dodge!
"Damn it, tell me the truth!" Song Yiwei was completely furious.
He went to Jiangsu Province in the rain, and then rushed from the airport to Ling'an Second People's Hospital in the rain to find the son he hadn't seen for more than half a year, just because he wanted to know the truth of the matter!
It's the real truth, not the kind of truth that's covered up!
"I..." Song Junpeng was beaten so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. Several of his teeth had been knocked out by Zhao Ruyi. He was still very weak at this time. The two slaps hit his face, causing his mouth to start bleeding again.
"I quarreled with him and said I wanted to kill his daughter." Song Junpeng knew that he could no longer avoid the problem, so he said.
"Bastard thing!"
When Song Yiwei heard this answer, he was so angry that he almost picked up the instrument next to the hospital bed and smashed Song Junpeng to death.
Even if ordinary people heard about killing someone's daughter, they would fight back, let alone those princes and young masters!
Especially those children of the family, if you want to touch other people's children and grandchildren, you are really seeking death! It is a taboo to violate the family inheritance!
"I thought he was..." Song Junpeng still wanted to defend, but Song Yiwei's third slap came right over him!
This slap was so hard that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Song Junpeng's arrogant words can only be said between the children of the family who are fighting each other to death. He, a mere son of the director of the Department of Finance, dares to imitate the words of those children of the family!
Now that the other party beat him to half death and then deliberately showed weakness and entered the detention center, the situation is very troublesome!
Use retreat to advance!
Entering the detention center is equivalent to entering half of the legal process, but if they are really sentenced, the entire Song family will be dead!
Song Junpeng deserves to die for saying such words to his family members!
The other party was very sure, otherwise they wouldn't have entered the detention center without any resistance!
"Dad...what are you doing..." Song Junpeng covered his face, feeling pain for several seconds before he finally managed to choke out a sentence.
"I don't know if I'm going to die!" Song Yiwei stared fiercely, almost making his eyes pop out.
"What... I've already asked friends in Beijing for help..." Song Junpeng mumbled, but his tone was still serious.
In his opinion, his father, who is the director of the department, is nothing more than this, while the young men he has friends with in the capital are really great people.
"Idiot! I have received two calls from the capital today, and the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Southern Jiangsu Province is also protecting him. Do you think he is an ordinary person?" Song Yiwei's thunderous words were thrown out.
"You've offended someone you shouldn't have! Your friends in the capital may not be better than him!"
"You idiot! You are cannon fodder! You are someone else's pawn!"
"He's using you to test his strength!"
"You don't know how you died!"
Song Yiwei covered his head and roared at Song Junpeng.