The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 582 Clearing Ye Fan's Evidence

Chapter 580 Three Clearing Ye Fan's Evidence

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 vacated temporarily was in an extremely depressing atmosphere.

The ashes flying in the air, the flickering fireworks, and the freezer placed in the middle make the whole mourning hall look ghostly, cold and terrifying.

Even colder and more frightening than the mourning hall is that fierce cheek hidden in the light and shadow.

Sadness, irritability and pain flashed in every criss-crossing wrinkle, which looked like a ghost at a glance.

Zhang Haokun, Chairman of Zhang Group.

Zhang Haokun usually looks smiling, no different from Maitreya Buddha, but at this moment, there is no trace of generosity left.

In addition to the huge shock of his son's death, he also received a call from his subordinates just now.

The nephews of the Zhang family who were sent out to make trouble unexpectedly engaged in armed conflict and even used Molotov cocktails, but they were all arrested by the police.

In his heart, he scolded a group of guys for doing more than failing.

This will not only gain sympathy for Jin Zhilin, but also attract the attention of the authorities. After all, this kind of thing is too sensitive.

Then he restrained his emotions and looked at the unexpected guest Tang Ruoxue.

Tang Ruoxue stepped forward, offered incense to Henry Zhang, and then walked to Zhang Haokun's side:
"Mr. Zhang, you can't come back to life after death, so you have to mourn."

She also gave a white gift bag to the director.

"Thank you Mr. Tang for your concern."

Zhang Haokun obviously knew about Tang Ruoxue, he didn't raise his eyelids and said, "Boss Tang said he has something to do with me, what is the deal?"

"I want to clear Ye Fan's evidence."

Tang Ruoxue squatted down, picked up a piece of paper money and put it into the brazier: "The bargaining chip is Mr. Zhang's life."

"Bastard!"

Zhang Haokun was furious when he heard the words: "Tang Ruoxue, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Ye Fan killed my son, and you asked me to clear his evidence? Are you out of your mind, or are you here to play me?"

"Besides, I haven't held Datang Yese accountable yet, so you clean Ye Fan up first, do you think I, Zhang Haokun, are weak and deceitful?"

He glared at the woman in front of him angrily, as if he was about to tear Tang Ruoxue alive at any time.

"How can Mr. Zhang be weak and bully?"

Tang Ruoxue's pretty face didn't show any emotional ups and downs, and she didn't care about Zhang Haokun's anger at all:

"If Mr. Zhang can bully Zhao Sanchun, Qian Lima, Sun Xiaoyang, and Li Jianmin, they won't have grass growing on their graves."

While speaking, Tang Ruoxue took out a stack of documents from her handbag, threw them into the brazier one by one and burned them.

There are not only words on it, but also photos, which made Zhang Haokun's eyelids twitch.

Others might not know what Tang Ruoxue's name represented, but it was quite a stimulus to Zhang Haokun.

These names are all people who were quietly 'disappeared' when he robbed him of resources in the early years.

Zhang Haokun's thick chest heaved twice, and finally he stopped looking at this woman as a vase.

However, he kept a strong face and sneered:
"It's useless for you to mention these people. After so many years, the grass on the grave has grown by two meters. Can it have half the influence on me?"

"Don't scare me with these old sesame seeds and rotten millet, go out and find out if I, Zhang Haokun, have been frightened too much."

Zhang Haokun threw a stack of paper money: "But you are also very good, you can dig out such a bad thing."

Tang Ruoxue's pile of information seems useless, but from another perspective, this woman's ability to dig things is frightening.

"I also found out with the help of a friend."

Tang Ruoxue took out another stack of documents and threw them into the fire one by one:
"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to remember them. I don't know who else Mr. Zhang wants to know. I will continue to check and let you feel some of the feelings of the past."

"Wang Xincheng? Ma Dakang? Zhang Xinghai? Ye Qingyang?"

"They seem to be all your former partners, and then one of them was either in debt or kicked out by you."

Tang Ruoxue looked at Zhang Haokun and said with a smile: "Alone, they are not Mr. Zhang's opponents. I wonder if they will surprise Mr. Zhang when they join forces?"

Zhang Haokun's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't smile: "Try, can you use these to help me."

"By the way, I heard that a person who didn't give you approval back then died in a car accident."

Tang Ruoxue continued to speak unhurriedly:
"His two sons have had a lot of trouble with you, but it's a pity that there is no evidence and it's finally settled."

"I happened to find the driver who caused the accident, and I also happened to get in touch with the whereabouts of his two sons."

"I don't know if Mr. Zhang wants them or not. I can organize a dinner and let everyone sit down and have a good chat."

"One more thing, Mr. Zhang seems to like Liu Shu's new wife very much. Someone sent me some photos of you going in and out in the middle of the night."

"If Mr. Zhang really likes it, tell me, I'll be a matchmaker and let Liu Shu help you."

Tang Ruoxue spoke softly, from outsiders, it seemed to appease Zhang Haokun's grief, but Zhang Haokun's palms were sweating.

He has a feeling of being completely stripped.

Zhang Haokun never thought that Tang Ruoxue dug himself so deep and so hard, and if these things were revealed, he would not have to hang around in Longdu at all.

The muscles on his face trembled, he was anxious, and suddenly smiled:

"Mr. Tang, you really put your heart into it today."

He sighed: "Ye Fan has a good ex-wife."

Tang Ruoxue's tone became indifferent: "I'm just pursuing the truth."

Zhang Haokun's smile became sinister: "You mean, Ye Fan didn't kill my son, but he took the initiative to seek death?"

Tang Ruoxue said bluntly, "Yes!"

Zhang Haokun's eyes turned cold, veins protruded from the hand holding the paper money, and he stared at Tang Ruoxue: "You can even pour dirty water on the dead?"

"It's not about splashing dirty water, it's the truth."

Tang Ruoxue took out another document, put it in front of Zhang Haokun and said:
"I bought a report for 100 million. Henry Zhang is HIV positive and has reached the advanced stage. There are not a few days to live."

"I was surprised at first, how could a person like Henry Zhang, who was drunk and dreamed of dying, use his life to set up a trap to frame Ye Fan."

"Seeing this report, I have the answer."

"He has a grievance with Ye Fan. It's not surprising that the last bit of his life was used as a gunman to frame Ye Fan."

"This can also be seen from Mr. Zhang's face. You are sad, you are in pain, and you are entangled. Only the hatred for Ye Fan is missing."

"A real white-haired person sending a black-haired person will only think about bringing the murderer to justice, or cutting him to death. Why would he care about his own fate?"

"You can stay sensible and listen to my story, and you haven't beaten me out of me with a stick, which means that you have long expected that your son will die, and he will die."

Tang Ruoxue said softly, "Mr. Zhang, right?"

Zhang Haokun avoided the seriousness and yelled lightly: "You think Ye Fan has been wronged, so you take this physical examination report and clear Ye Fan of suspicion!"

Tang Ruoxue was very frank: "This report is not ironclad evidence and cannot be cleared."

Zhang Haokun sneered: "You have no evidence, so who can be blamed?"

Tang Ruoxue looked at Zhang Haokun: "But you have!"

Zhang Haokun stood up abruptly, stared at Tang Ruoxue and shouted:
"Tang Ruoxue, what do you mean?"

"My son is dead, do I have evidence of his death?"

He was furious: "What kind of nonsense logic are you talking about?"

"That's right!"

Tang Ruoxue was unmoved:
“Although Henry Zhang is a dude, he is not a stupid person.”

"For a pleasure-seeker like him, he cherishes life more than many people. Under normal circumstances, he will not die until the last moment."

"The reason why he is willing to use his own life to set up a situation must be that the mastermind behind the scenes has promised huge benefits."

"This kind of benefit cannot be enjoyed by a dead person."

Her pretty face is very serious: "He can't enjoy it, and the beneficiary can only be you, father."

"What a mess, you are speculating on your own."

Zhang Haokun's expression became ruthless: "Besides, even if Henry Zhang set up a trap with others, how could he tell my father?"

"Tell me alive, I will definitely stop him, no matter how late it is, I want him to live a few more days."

He snorted, "After he's dead, there's no need for him to tell me that the benefits will arrive, so what does it matter if I know? Telling me is purely embarrassing."

"No, he will definitely tell you about it."

Tang Ruoxue faced Zhang Haokun's anger calmly:

"To tell you, the most important reason is to avoid the black hand behind the scenes from denying their account."

"Henry Zhang didn't explain this matter well, in case the black hands behind the scenes jumped off the building and played tricks, wouldn't he die in vain?"

"And in order for the mastermind behind the scenes to redeem the promise smoothly, he will definitely leave behind the other party's handle."

"I think the black hand behind the scenes instigating Henry Zhang to frame Ye Fan must be in Mr. Zhang's hands at this moment..."

These few words pierced Zhang Haokun's heart like a spear.

"Hahaha--"

Zhang Haokun suddenly laughed, and gave Tang Ruoxue a thumbs up:

"The heads of the thirteen houses of the Tang Sect are indeed not vases, but their imagination is richer than that of ordinary people."

"Just let me tell you, there is no evidence!"

"Mr. Tang, are you disappointed?"

"The things you just said can at most make me lose my reputation and shrink my wealth, but they can't destroy me."

His voice suddenly sank: "I'll hurt myself five hundred, kill Ye Fan one thousand, it's worth it."

"This morning, you sent people to demonstrate at the gate of Jinzhilin. The crowd clashed, and the medical center was set on fire, and several people were injured."

Tang Ruoxue didn't change her face: "Your behavior has touched the nerves of the officials, and you are now highly watched by them."

Zhang Haokun suddenly raised his head, with an old face, without any kindness, fierce and vicious:
"I said how could members of the Zhang family make such a big fuss? Now it seems that it was Mr. Tang's handwriting, but is there any use for it?"

"So what if the officials stare at me?"

He put on a smacking posture: "I will abide by the law and discipline from now on, and I will not make trouble. Are you biting me?"

"If I tell them again..."

Tang Ruoxue directly defeated Zhang Haokun's last line of defense:
"30 years ago, Zhang Facai, the thief of the century who robbed the gold shop in Qincheng, now changed his name to Zhang Haokun..."

"Tell me, can you see the sun tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)