At 7:30 in the morning, Zhao Keer was lying on the bed leisurely, adjusting the TV channels out of boredom. Suddenly, a picture of Qu Wei appeared on the TV, and Zhao Keer put down the remote control.
"According to an on-site report by our reporter, at 5:30 in the morning, at the Xinhe Street garbage recycling station, a morning jog found the subject of this news who had been stripped naked and thrown next to the garbage station. The identity of the male citizen has been revealed.
It was verified that it was Qu Wei, the general manager of Luocheng Zhicheng Trading, the eldest son of the Qu family. When Mr. Qu was found, he was only wearing a pair of shorts and had multiple wounds on his body. He has been sent to a nearby hospital for treatment. According to reports from on-site reporters at the hospital,
Mr. Qu is fine for the time being, and his appearance near the garbage station may be related to his hangover. The matter is still under further investigation, and our reporters will conduct on-site follow-up reports."
"Holy shit, who is this? I'm so relieved. Before I even took action, this guy turned into such a bear."
When Zhao Keer saw the news, she sat up from the hospital bed. Originally, she was planning to wait until she was discharged from the hospital to slowly deal with that bastard, but now it seems that it saved her some time.
Next, another piece of news was broadcast on the news.
"Today, several major print media in Los Angeles received anonymous letters. The contents of the letters are all evidence of tax evasion by Qujia Zhicheng Trading in the past two years. There are also some secret contents about Zhicheng Trading's involvement in smuggling. For this series
The relevant departments in Los Angeles have now launched an investigation into the incident. If these contents are verified to be true, Zhicheng Trading will face a bankruptcy crisis, and as a legal person of Zhicheng Trading, it will also face criminal prosecution. Our reporters will follow up on the follow-up progress.
Please stay tuned for follow-up news from this station.”
"Here, who is it that moves so fast? You can even dig out these things."
Zhao Keer was talking to himself while watching the news reports on TV, with a deep sense of joy on his face.
"What are you looking at? I've been knocking on the door for so long but there's no response."
At this time, Fu Yusheng walked in from the outside, saw Zhao Keer sitting on the bed, and asked curiously.
"Brother Yusheng, come and see, who do you think did this? Could it be that Yurou helped me vent my anger."
When Zhao Keer saw it was Fu Yusheng, he immediately excitedly told him to watch the news.
Fu Yusheng had watched it outside just now. In fact, he was also very curious, but he felt that this would not be done by Mo Yurou. After all, finding someone to teach Qu Wei a lesson was not something Mo Yurou would do.
"I don't know, but Yurou will not use such rude methods to deal with Qu Wei."
"What about this Zhicheng trade thing? Could it be her?"
Zhao Keer asked again.
"I'm not sure about this. It seems to be Yurou's way of doing things. If you're curious, wait until Yurou comes and ask her later."
"That's necessary."
After that, Zhao Keer tuned several more channels, almost all of which were reporting on the incident.
At 8:30 in the morning, Mo Yurou and Wu's mother came to the hospital carrying three or four bags. Zhao Ke'er had woken up early and was leisurely leaning on the bed watching TV. Fu Yusheng had just come over to check her body. There was nothing wrong.
It's serious, but just to be on the safe side, I have to stay in the hospital for another night.
"Ke'er, how are you feeling? Did you sleep well last night?"
Mo Yurou opened the door and walked in. Seeing that Zhao Keer was awake, she asked with concern.
"Very good. I slept until dawn. I have lived in Africa for three years. Compared with there, the conditions here are much better. Let me see what delicious food they brought me."
Zhao Keer had already smelled the fragrance and got out of bed directly.
When Wu Ma saw it, she hurriedly put down the things in her hands and went to help.
"Miss Cole, lie down quickly and don't get down. I'll bring it to you."
Seeing Wu Ma's nervous look, Zhao Keer chuckled and simply jumped on the ground twice.
"Wu Ma, I'm fine. I just scratched my skin a little. Don't be nervous."
"It's okay. Looking at your head, it's wrapped like a rice dumpling. If Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao find out about this, I'll blame you for not taking good care of you."
As Wu Ma said this, she already reached out to help Zhao Keer lie back on the bed.
When Zhao Keer heard this, he immediately looked at Mo Yurou with resentment.
"Yu Rou, please help me persuade Mother Wu. Look at what she said. I'm an adult. How could my parents blame her?"
"You lie down, you know you are an adult, why are you still so impulsive? If something happens to you, what do you think I should do? Fortunately, I didn't hurt my face."
Mo Yurou said with a serious expression, Zhao Keer lived at her place after all, and he stood up for her last night. If something happened, she would really be to blame.
Seeing that Mo Yurou didn't help him, Zhao Keer pouted, then tugged on Mo Yurou's clothes and softened her attitude.
"Okay, okay, Yurou, please don't be angry. Didn't I drink some wine yesterday? Otherwise, even that wretched devil Qu Wei could hurt me."
Between the two of them, Zhao Ke'er has always been the stronger one. Now that Zhao Ke'er has relented, Mo Yurou is no longer so angry. She pushed the dining table over from the side and took out the hot breakfast one by one.
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"I know you are powerful, but I still say the same thing. Even if you fight for me, you must ensure your own safety. Eat breakfast! It's all your favorite food today."
"Wow, crystal shrimp dumplings, wontons, mandarin duck milk tea, seafood porridge, Wu Ma, what time do you have to get up and prepare for this! Why do I feel like I hurt myself correctly this time."
Classic southern breakfast. The Zhao family was originally from the south. Later they settled in Los Angeles because of work. However, the food still follows the taste of southerners. However, Zhao Keer has not been home for more than three years, so he rarely eats like this.
Authentic breakfast.
"Miss Cole, what are you talking about? If you want to eat it, Mother Wu will cook it for you every day from now on."
Wu Ma served Zhao Keer seafood porridge all night and said.
"Miss, these are vegetarian wontons. You should also eat some."
Mo Yurou didn't have time to eat in the morning, so she came to the hospital with Wu's mother. Wu's mother didn't forget to prepare Mo Yurou's breakfast. After that, the three of them had breakfast lively in the ward.
"Oh, by the way, Yurou, I just have something to ask you. Did you do the Zhicheng trade thing?"
After Zhao Keer had breakfast, he remembered the news he saw in the morning and asked curiously.
Mo Yurou was clearing the plates. When she heard Zhao Keer's words, she looked confused and asked.
"Zhicheng Trading? What's going on?"
Seeing Mo Yurou's puzzled face, Zhao Ke'er became even more curious. Could it be that it really wasn't Mo Yurou who did it? But besides Mo Yurou, who else could it be?
"Qu Wei's company, didn't you read the news this morning? Someone sent anonymous letters to many magazines in Los Angeles, reporting Zhicheng Trading's tax evasion and illegal smuggling. By the way, that Qu Wei, today
I was found in a garbage dump this morning, with only a pair of underwear left on my body, and I was severely beaten. You don’t know this?"
Zhao Keer thought that Mo Yurou wanted to hide it from her, so she kept staring at Mo Yurou's face while talking, for fear of missing any expression.
When Mo Yurou heard this, she looked shocked, then shook her head and replied.
"It's really not me, but I called Jiang Yucheng before I came here in the morning. A branch under Yaohua cooperates with Zhicheng Trading. I asked Assistant Jiang to prepare to terminate the contract. But if what you said is true,
Then if Yaohua terminates the contract, they don’t have to pay compensation, and maybe they can be held accountable for the losses they caused to Yaohua.”
Mo Yurou said calmly.
At this time, Zhao Keer was extremely excited, holding Mo Yurou's hand and saying excitedly.
"How can you be so calm? Aren't you curious about who did this? Or did the Qu family offend some great person?"
"Who knows, I can only say that Qu Wei is usually too arrogant, and now he is being punished!"
As Mo Yurou said, a person's name flashed in her mind, but she was not sure. After all, she didn't know much about the relationship between that person and Zhao Keer.
Zhao Keer was still angry and unhappy, patting the quilt and complaining.
"I'm taking advantage of that guy. Originally, my aunt, I planned to deal with that guy myself after he was discharged from the hospital. If he dares to cheat on someone behind his back, I have to let him taste the consequences of someone who cheats on him behind his back."
Zhao Keer was a little disappointed. She was the kind of person who always wanted revenge, but if the Qu family really committed something, it would be difficult for her to take action. This was a bit frustrating.
Mo Yurou on the side listened to Zhao Keer's whining complaints, shook her head helplessly and said.
"Okay, anyway, that guy has been punished. Isn't it good to save you from taking action? Also, today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. When are you going to go back? There is also the injury on your head. I'm afraid
You can’t hide it, why don’t you inform your parents!”
Zhao Keer could only stay with Mo Yurou for two days at most, and she would definitely go back on New Year's Eve, but now her head was still wrapped with thick gauze, so it was impossible to hide it.
Zhao Ke'er had a shrimp dumpling in her mouth. After listening to Mo Yurou's words, she didn't rush to answer. She finished eating slowly and took another sip of milk tea before opening her mouth.
"I have thought about it. This gauze will be removed in two days. Then I will buy a wig and put it on, and nothing will happen. By the way, I have thought about it. I will stay at home until the New Year at most.
Third year of junior high school, Yurou, have you decided when to return to England? I will have an excuse to leave then."
In order to avoid the blind date arranged by her family, Zhao Keer also tried his best.
Hearing Zhao Keer mentioning returning to England, Mo Yurou paused while holding the bowl, an almost undetectable emotion flashed across her eyes, and then she replied.
"Let's wait until things here are settled!"
Neither Zhao Keer nor Wu Ma noticed anything strange about Mo Yurou.
"By the way, Yurou, do you want to attend the charity dinner tomorrow?"