Ten minutes later, Tang Ruoxue walked into Zhang's Garden.
She left the bodyguard outside the mourning hall, then changed into a pair of white shoes and walked in.
The side hall that Zhang temporarily emptied out was in an extremely depressing atmosphere.
The ashes dancing in the air, the fireworks that are undecided, and the freezer placed in the center make the entire mourning hall look terrifying and terrifying.
What is even more yin and cold than the mourning hall is the fierce cheek hidden in the light and dark light.
In each crisscrossing wrinkles, sadness, irritability and pain flashed, and I saw it at a glance like a ghost.
Zhang Haokun, Chairman of Zhang Group.
Zhang Haokun usually looks smiling, no different from Maitreya Buddha, but now he is completely unrestrained.
In addition to the huge blow to my son's death, there is also the call I received just now.
The Zhang nephew who was sent out to make trouble actually started a forceful conflict and used a mobilizer, but was arrested by the police.
He angrily scolded a group of guys for not being able to do anything.
This will not only make Jin Zhilin sympathize, but will also make him receive official attention. After all, this kind of thing is too sensitive.
Then he calmed down and looked at the uninvited guest Tang Ruoxue.
Tang Ruoxue stepped forward, incense for Zhang Xuan, and then walked to Zhang Haokun:
"Mr. Zhang, people cannot be resurrected when they die. You must be mournful and follow the changes."
She also gave a white gift package to the director.
"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your concern."
Zhang Haokun obviously knew Tang Ruoxue, and he didn't raise his eyelids and said, "Mr. Tang said he had something to do with me, but he didn't know what to trade?"
"I want to be able to clear Ye Fan's evidence."
Tang Ruoxue squatted down, pinched a piece of paper money and put it in the brazier: "The chips are Mr. Zhang's life."
"Damn it!"
Zhang Haokun was furious when he heard this: "Tang Ruoxue, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Ye Fan killed my son, do you ask me to clear his evidence? Are you getting into the brain or playing tricks on me?"
"And I haven't held Tang Yese accountable yet. You should cleanse Ye Fan first. Do you think I, Zhang Haokun, can be bullied?"
He glared at the woman in front of him, as if he was about to tear Tang Ruoxue alive at any time.
"How can Mr. Zhang be weak and bullied?"
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face had no emotional ups and downs at all, and he didn't care about Zhang Haokun's anger:
"If Mr. Zhang could bully him, Zhao Sanchun, Qian Lima, Sun Xiaoyang, Li Jianmin and others would not have grass on the grave."
While speaking, Tang Ruoxue took out a stack of information from his handbag, threw it into a brazier and burned it.
Not only are there texts, but also photos on it, which makes Zhang Haokun's eyelids twitch.
Others may not know what the name Tang Ruoxue said means, but it is quite exciting to Zhang Haokun.
These names were the ones who were quietly "missed" by him when he was scrambling resources from him in his early years.
Zhang Haokun's thick chest fluttered twice, and he no longer regarded this woman as a vase.
But he kept his face strong and sneered:
"You mentioned that these people are useless. After so many years, the grave grass has grown by two meters. Can it have a half-hair effect on me?"
"Don't scare me with these old sesame and bad things. Go out and ask if I, Zhang Haokun, was scared by someone."
Zhang Haokun threw a stack of paper money: "But you are quite awesome, you can dig out all these bad things."
As time goes by, Tang Ruoxue's stack of information seems useless, but from another perspective, this woman's ability to dig things is terrifying.
"I also found it out by my friend."
Tang Ruoxue took out another stack of information and threw it into the fire one by one:
"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to remember them. I don't know who Mr. Zhang wants to know. I will continue to check it to let you feel some of the feelings of the past."
"Wang Xincheng? Ma Dakang? Zhang Xinghai? Ye Qingyang?"
"They seem to be your former partners, and later they either bear debt or are kicked out by you."
Tang Ruoxue looked at Zhang Haokun and smiled: "They are not the opponents of President Zhang alone. I wonder if they will surprise Mr. Zhang when they join forces?"
Zhang Haokun's eyelids twitched, and he was smiling and said nothing: "You try it, can you do anything to me if you can use these?"
"By the way, I heard that a person who did not give you approval back then died in a car accident."
Tang Ruoxue continued to speak slowly:
"The two sons had a big fight with you, but unfortunately there was no evidence to end up leaving it alone."
"I happened to find the driver who caused the accident and also happened to contact the whereabouts of his two sons."
"I don't know if Mr. Zhang wants to miss them. I can set up a dinner party and let everyone sit down and have a good chat."
"There is another thing. Mr. Zhang seems to like Liu Chuan's new wife very much. Someone gave me some photos of you entering and leaving in the middle of the night."
"If Mr. Zhang really likes it, tell me, I'll be a matchmaker and let the Liu Shifu help you."
Tang Ruoxue whispered softly. To outsiders, it seemed that he was comforting Zhang Haokun's mourning and reciprocating changes, but Zhang Haokun himself was sweating in his palms.
He felt like he was completely stripped off.
Zhang Haokun never expected that Tang Ruoxue dug so deeply and so ruthlessly, and he would not have to mess around with Longdu at all.
His muscles trembled, and he was angry and suddenly smiled:
"Mr. Tang, you are really attentive today."
He sighed: "Ye Fan has a good ex-wife."
Tang Ruoxue's tone became indifferent: "I'm just pursuing a truth."
Zhang Haokun's smile became gloomy: "You mean, my son was not killed by Ye Fan, but he took the initiative to seek death?"
Tang Ruoxue was straightforward and neat: "Yes!"
Zhang Haokun's eyes turned cold, and his hand holding the paper money raised its blue veins and stared at Tang Ruoxue: "Can you even throw dirty water on the dead?"
"It's not a dirty water, it's a fact."
Tang Ruoxue took out another piece of information and put it in front of Zhang Haokun and spoke:
"I bought a report for one million. Zhang Hyun Hiv was positive and had reached the late stage. There were not many good days to live."
"I was surprised at first, how could a person like Zhang Xuan, who was drunk and dreaming, use his life to set up a plan to frame Ye Fan?"
"I saw this report and I had the answer."
"He has a grudge with Ye Fan. It's nothing strange if he has a last bit of life and is used as a gun to frame Ye Fan."
"This can also be seen from Mr. Zhang's face. You are sad, you are in pain, you are entangled, but you are less hatred for Ye Fan."
"A real white-haired man who sends black-haired man will only think about bringing the murderer to justice or cutting him into pieces. How can he care about his destiny?"
"You can keep your mind at my own words and not beat me up with a stick yet, which means you expected that your son would die."
Tang Ruoxue whispered: "Mr. Zhang, right?"
Zhang Haokun avoided the heavy lifting and shouted lightly: "If you think Ye Fan was wronged, you can take this physical examination report to clear Ye Fan of the suspicion!"
Tang Ruoxue was very frank: "This report is not ironclad evidence and cannot be cleared."
Zhang Haokun sneered: "If you don't have evidence, who can you blame?"
Tang Ruoxue looked at Zhang Haokun: "But you have!"
Zhang Haokun stood up, stared at Tang Ruoxue and shouted:
"Tang Ruoxue, what do you mean?"
"My son is dead, do I have evidence of his suicide in my hand?"
He was furious: "What kind of shit is this logic?"
"That's right!"
Tang Ruoxue was unmoved:
"Although Zhang Xuan is a playboy, he is not a stupid person."
"For a person like him who seeks pleasure, cherishing life is better than many people. Under normal circumstances, he will not die until the last moment."
"The reason why I am willing to set up a plan with my own life is definitely because the mastermind behind the scenes promised huge benefits."
"He can't enjoy this kind of benefit by a dead person."
Her pretty face was very serious: "He can't enjoy it, the beneficiary can only be you, the father."
"What a mess, you're speculating on yourself."
Zhang Haokun looked cruel: "Besides, even if Zhang Xuan and the people set up a plan, how could he tell me this father?"
"Live tell me that I will definitely stop him. No matter how late he is, I want him to live for a few more days."
He snorted: "After he dies, there is no need for him to tell me that the benefits are coming. Do I know what else is going on? Tell me that it is just a mess."
"No, he will definitely explain this to you."
Tang Ruoxue faced Zhang Haokun's anger calmly:
"The most critical reason for explaining to you is to avoid the mastermind behind the scenes from refusing to admit their convictions."
"Zhang Xuan doesn't explain this matter well. If the mastermind behind jumping off the building cheats, will he die in vain?"
"And in order to allow the mastermind to successfully fulfill his promise, he will definitely leave the other party's handle."
"I think the mastermind behind the scenes must be in the hands of Mr. Zhang at this moment."
These few words seemed to pierce Zhang Haokun's heart.
"Hahaha--"
Zhang Haokun suddenly burst into laughter and gave Tang Ruoxue a thumbs up:
"The Thirteen House Heads of Tangmen are indeed not vases, and their imagination is richer than ordinary people."
"Just I will tell you, the evidence, no!"
"Mr. Tang, are you very disappointed?"
"The things you just now made me famous and my wealth shrunk, but I couldn't destroy me."
His voice suddenly sank: "I will lose five hundred of myself, kill Ye Fan and one thousand of them, it's worth it."
"This morning, you sent someone to demonstrate at the gate of Jinzhilin. The crowd clashed, the clinic was burned and several people were injured."
Tang Ruoxue's face did not change: "Your behavior has touched the official nerves, and you are now staring at them."
Zhang Haokun suddenly looked up, with an old face, without any kindness, cruel and vicious:
"I said why did the Zhang member cause a big deal? It seems that it was the work of President Tang now, but is it useful?"
"So what if the official stares at me?"
He acted in a desperate situation: "From now on, I will abide by the law and not make trouble, will you bite me?"
"If I tell them again"
Tang Ruoxue directly defeated Zhang Haokun’s last line of defense:
"Thirty years ago, Zhang Facai, the thief in the century who robbed gold shop in Qincheng, has now changed his name to Zhang Haokun."