As soon as Fan Bei said these words, he immediately regretted it.
There was no other reason. I just said that I was willing to shoulder the responsibility, and now I asked Grandpa Eight if he was serious?
"Yes, what else can I say? If you do such a thing, do you want me, Zhang Zetian, to go to jail for you?" Zhang Zetian ignored his inconsistent attitude and asked directly.
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But Zhang Feiming over there still didn't feel anything.
Still shouting excitedly over there: "It can't be done, it can't be done! Uncle Eighth, it can't be done. For the sake of my father, you must help us! If you surrender, that's fine."
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This made Fan Bei let out a sigh of relief. His father-in-law still cared about him very much and didn't notice what he had just said in a hurry.
Seeing that Zhang Feiming had already moved his father out.
Zhang Zetian felt helpless.
"So are you willing to surrender?" He said to Fan Bei ruthlessly, without answering Zhang Feiming's words.
Under Zhang Zetian's pressing pressure, Zhang Feiming was stunned.
But what is even more difficult is Fan Bei.
He was dumbfounded.
Why don't things go the way you want?
Because under Zhang Zetian's burning eyes, he didn't know what to say.
Saying you don't want to surrender? That's not a slap in the face. You've already been slapped once. Now you can't slap yourself in the face again no matter what.
Do you mean to surrender yourself?
If you hit and kill a person and then escape, if you turn yourself in now, you will either face life or death.
Do you think he would really go to jail for so-called human kindness? He wouldn't be happy about it.
Who knows if Zhang Zetian will really imprison him in a while, after all, Zhang Zetian is rumored to be really selfless.
When the time comes that you really send yourself in, who will you cry to?
Who else would dare to let go of the people Zhang Zetian locked up?
The situation became awkward for a while.
Zhang Zetian was waiting for Fan Bei's answer. Zhang Feiming also reacted at this time and began to look calmly.
"Really, do you really want me to surrender?" Fan Bei hesitated and stammered.
"Well, do you think I'm joking?" Zhang Zetian nodded expressionlessly.
Fan Bei looked at Zhang Feiming again.
Under the aggrieved look on Fan Bei's face, Zhang Feiming almost wavered again.
But Zhang Zetian's timely cough brought Zhang Feiming's thoughts back again.
"If that's the case, then I won't accompany you anymore!"
Fan Bei's expression suddenly changed, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he rushed towards the door.
Zhang Feiming was dumbfounded on the spot.
Looking at Fan Bei rushing out the door, he felt like he didn't recognize him anymore.
"This!" Zhang Feiming turned back and pointed in the direction of Fan Bei, turning his head back and forth between the door and Zhang Zetian to express his shock.
"Don't be surprised, you should take a look at this information first." Zhang Zetian smiled slightly.
"If Fan Bei were a man today, I would definitely give him a chance. But he obviously doesn't take your family's affairs to heart. It's just because you are still valuable to him, so he is very polite to you."
"Now that you can't protect him, he will be abandoned immediately."
While Zhang Feiming was reading the information, Zhang Zetian said slowly on the side.
A few minutes later.
Zhang Feiming, whose face was pale, finished reading the information in front of him.
"Is this really what he did?" Zhang Feiming stuttered, pointing to the information in front of him.
There are some who pick up girls and sleep with them in nightclubs, some who gamble in casinos, and some who directly beat up people...
And more importantly, in the police system, many people probably treated Fan Bei specially for the sake of Zhang Zetian and Zhang Feiming's face.
As a result, Fan Bei has been living freely and becoming more and more courageous.
"That's it, you can resign, Fan Bei..."
Before Zhang Zetian finished speaking, Fan Bei's shouts came from outside.
"Why arrest me! Why arrest me!"
In fact, Zhang Zetian had already called the police today, ready to deal with Fan Bei's performance.
Now that Fan Bei has such a face, Zhang Zetian is naturally not prepared to estimate his eldest brother's reputation.
He was arrested on the spot.
"Be a good person. I don't have any position anymore. You can do your daughter's ideological work by yourself. I hope you don't let me see you in police uniform." Zhang Zetian looked at him coldly after he finished speaking.
He glanced at Zhang Feiming, left a document, stood up and left, entering the study.
Zhang Feiming picked up the information again and took a look.
Cold sweat ran down my back.
It's not that no one knows about many things, it's just that no one stabs him.
"I will resign immediately. The money I received before will be used to replenish the children in the orphanage. Any apology and compensation that should be made will be compensated by me." Zhang Feiming shouted towards Zhang Zetian's study.
Then he left feeling guilty.
In the study room.
Zhang Zetian paused his hand and began to write on the white paper in front of him.
He knew that what he did this time would undoubtedly cost Fan Bei a very heavy price, and that his life would be over.
As for Zhang Feiming's family, it is estimated that life will not be easy in the future without the money they had before. When the time comes, he will use some of the money earned from antiques to subsidize them.
What's more, he also ordered people to conduct strict investigations on all his relatives.
Anyone who obtains benefits through improper channels will be dealt with seriously.
Zhang Zetian wanted to relieve the emotional fluctuations in his heart through calligraphy.
Before he knew it, he had finished writing a painting.
Put down the pen and take a look.
Instantly stunned.
When did my calligraphy become more refined?!
He looked at the words he had just written, feeling ecstatic in his heart.
Unconsciously, my calligraphy actually made a breakthrough.
He quickly took a photo of his calligraphy and prepared to send it to Su Jiang.
At this time, Su Jiang was at the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Luo Taihe had already been waiting for him at the entrance of the research institute.
During his chats with Qin Siyuan and Wang Delin, and even from Chu Weiguo, the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he learned a lot about Su Jiang.
The more he knew about Su Jiang, the less he dared to look down upon him.
"Su Jiang, come with me." Luo Taihe led Su Jiang into his laboratory.
Su Jiang didn't hesitate. After walking into the laboratory, he took out the packet of medicinal powder that he had prepared.
"Mr. Luo, this is the medicinal powder I prepared. It is better at repairing oral ulcers."
"Let me take a look." Luo Taihe took the powder, put it under his nose and smelled it.
He has been dealing with various traditional Chinese medicines all year round. Just by smelling the smell, he can roughly tell which types of traditional Chinese medicine there are.
Luo Taihe kept his expression calm. In fact, these medicines were basically similar to what he thought, except that there must be some mediation medicines among them, and the proportions were also difficult to figure out.
"Why don't you put this medicine here with me? I'll go and test it. If it turns out to be better, I'll contact you personally with the method you want. Whether you create a new one yourself or find someone to process it, I can give it to you.
You get it done."
After Luo Taihe finished speaking, Su Jiang nodded in response.
"It's okay, I don't trust you, Mr. Luo."
"According to what you said, if you spray it today and it will be fine tomorrow, I need at least 3 days to study its effect."
ps: Please give me a small gift. You can use your love to generate electricity and leave one for me~ It’s so miserable~
