Occupy the black-bellied president

Chapter 66 She Blamed Him Wrongly 1
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"Xiao Lizi, who is in the same office as me, doesn't believe that I am Du Rui anymore..."

"What kind of soup do you want?" Mother Du asked.

Du Rui frowned, and then seemed to think of something, "Mom, teach me how to make soup too!"

"..." Mother Du looked at Du Rui in shock.

Du Rui's eyes lit up, she got up and pushed Mother Du into the kitchen.

When Du Jianhui arrived at Qiao An's house, Qiao An seemed to be ten years older and completely decadent, leaning against the living room with the door open.

Du Jianhui frowned, and walked across to Joan, who sat up and wiped his face, "Are you here?"

"Didn't I ask you to make two-handed preparations? Don't invest money in it all at once!" Du Jianhui scolded.

Qiao An looked at Du Jianhui: "Our Qiao's contributed [-] million, and their Hongri Group also contributed [-] million. If you told me not to invest in it, I will invest [-] million first. But Jianhui, they didn't want to invest in it at all. He suppressed me in the matter of withdrawing capital, but framed me! He Xia Zixiu didn't plan to use commercial methods from the beginning, he didn't plan to use formal contests, but used the method I used to deal with Xia Mingjun back then!"

Du Jianhui frowned.

"But Xia Zixiu is much more ruthless than me! Hehe..." Qiao An pointed to Du Jianhui's sofa, "On this sofa, the people from the procuratorate found fifty grams of heroin."

"When did this happen?"

"Just this morning." Joan sat there.

"Soon, your police station will receive the news, and then someone will come to arrest me..." Joan said.

"Fifty grams... more than 15 years in prison or death, right?"

Du Jianhui frowned.

"Who the hell is Xia Zixiu?"

"I don't know, he's obviously just the president of the Red Sun Group..." Qiao An couldn't help laughing, "He was able to catch Mao Mao, whom you and I couldn't find, kill him and put him in my chest." In the car, haha! There was also yesterday’s press conference, a scene he directed and acted himself, and he did everything in his power to make me never turn over again.”

Du Jianhui's eyes turned cold.

"Now the evidence obtained by the procuratorate is even more jaw-dropping. There are photos of me and other people's private drug dealings, and even photos of me sleeping with a lady in a hotel. What kind of technology did he use to forge it? The forgery can even be identified by the professional appraisal department. Is it true or false?"

"Except for these photos?"

"There is also some information about illegal real estate transactions. But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that a counterfeit banknote worth 100 million was found in the back of my car." Qiao An looked up at Du Jianhui, "Jianhui, can you Did you help me?"

"If you really did this, I can't help you, but if you didn't do it, I can help you!"

"..." Qiao An looked at Du Jianhui calmly, "Of course I didn't do it! You know that I have been a serious businessman for the past ten years! If there is anything wrong with my heart in this life, it is only the one of framing Xia Mingjun .”

"Don't worry, I will think of a way." Du Jianhui said.

"Xia Zixiu hides far deeper than you and I thought. Back then, I told Mao Mao and his group that some people in the Tao were looking for Mao Mao to find out what happened ten years ago."

"On the way..." Du Jianhui pursed his lips, that is to say, Xia Zixiu was far more difficult to deal with than he imagined, not only that, but also difficult to deal with, if he was also like Qiao An, who fell into the trick out of nowhere, he would be wronged.

"If you kill Mao Mao, he will hold the evidence that I framed Xia Mingjun back then..."

Du Jianhui raised his heart.

"Xia Zixiu, he's here for revenge!" Qiao An's words were tinged with horror, because he felt scared when he thought about it. Not long ago, this man was still a submissive and favored assistant by his side, and sometimes he would talk heart-to-heart. He lost his partner, cast a fishing net, and he was able to quietly float up and down for nearly two months. He didn't know it. Suddenly, on such a day, the fishing net was put away, and he became a caught fish. The harpoon was pointed at him.

Is he, Joan, old?Can't play young people?Or is this young man Xia Zixiu hotter than ginger?

"Now the news is flying all over the sky, and A Yu is also rushing back, should I tell him the truth?"

"How can you say that?!" Du Jianhui scolded.

Anyone can know that Qiao Yu can't do it. Qiao Yu has a strong sense of justice. If he knows that his father once framed the Xia family, and he, the director, also played a role in this incident, let alone things will develop smoothly. It will only run in the opposite direction!

Du Jianhui put his hands on his legs, his eyes were a little dark, he thought about Qiao An's words, and after a long time, he spoke again: "Qiao An, don't worry, we have to reconsider this matter."

"Du Jianhui, you are the chief of the police station, you should be able to help me!"

Du Jianhui looked at Qiao An, "I will help you, I will."

Joan then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll go back first. When the procuratorate comes to seal it up, you let them do it. If the police come to arrest you, let them arrest you too. If you hear it, don't resist."

Joan nodded.

Du Jianhui left Qiao's house. He sat in the car and slowly closed his eyes, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

"Director, at this moment, it's news again that you came to Qiao's house and were seen by the media."

"The more it is like this, the more I have to come..." Du Jianhui sighed earnestly, but a cruel gleam flashed in his eyes.

"The director is really empathetic and righteous."

"Love and righteousness..." Du Jianhui slowly closed his eyes, what would happen if Xia Zixiu knew about his father's affairs and he also got involved?

He should know more about Xia Zixiu, and get rid of Xia Zixiu before he finds himself!
City A has been really lively these past few days. Not to mention the breakdown of the land development cooperation between Hongri Group and Qiao Group, it also involved the fact that Qiao Group was involved in gangsters and was seized by the procuratorate. The president of Qiao Group secretly traded drugs and counterfeit money. Not to mention, now another big event happened.

Qiao An, the president of Qiao's, was beaten up overnight and is currently being rescued in the hospital.

Du Rui was sitting in the living room, and it was Du Jianhui who answered the call.

"I've been rescuing people all night." Du Jianhui hung up the phone, put on his coat, and walked outside. Du Rui took a staggering step back.

Seeing that Du Jianhui had already stepped out of the house, she immediately followed.

"I also need to go."

Du Jianhui glanced at Du Rui indifferently, then took Du Rui along without saying a word.

When they arrived at the hospital, Qiao Yu was covered in blood. Du Rui frowned and was startled, "Qiao Yu, are you injured?"

Qiao Yu glanced at Du Rui, his expression was full of exhaustion, he pulled Du Rui's arm weakly, and then hugged her gently.

"I'm not hurt..."

"Then...how is uncle?"

Du Rui just felt that she was too hypocritical at the moment. She watched all this happen, and she even took it for granted that all this should happen, but when it really happened...

Qiao Yu's fragile appearance was covered in his father's blood...

Du Rui stretched out her hand and patted his back, she closed her eyes, she clenched her teeth tightly, her heart ached.

He clearly agreed, he would not kill Qiao An, he clearly agreed... he clearly agreed... he clearly agreed...

In the end, he resorted to violence.

The operating room lights go out.

Du Rui sat in the lobby of the Red Sun Group with a dull expression.

"The patient suffered multiple stab wounds and was hit hard on the head. It may be difficult to wake up."

Also known as a vegetative person, Qiao Yu stood beside the hospital bed and began to cry. Is that Qiao Yu?The Qiao Group went bankrupt, Qiao An collapsed, and Qiao Yu lost everything...

Sun Quan took Du Rui into Xia Zixiu's office.

Xia Zixiu was leaning on the desk, wearing a shirt and black vest on his upper body, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his feet folded back and forth.

Du Rui raised her silent face and looked at him fixedly.

"what happened?"

She walked up to him slowly: "You said you wouldn't let Qiao An die..."

"I mean, I never intended to kill him."

"You are lying!"

With a "pop", Xia Zixiu felt burning pain on his left cheek, and he was looking at her from the other side.

"Joan was besieged and beaten by more than a dozen people last night. If Qiao Yu hadn't happened to meet him, he would have been beaten to death! But now, he is a vegetable lying on the hospital bed! Is this what you said you didn't plan to kill him?!"

"Du Rui, even if it is, so what?"

Xia Zixiu's cold voice sounded, and he asked lightly.

Du Rui gritted his teeth tightly, "All your framing has become his fatal wound, isn't that enough? The Qiao family has already passed, and your goal has been achieved! Do you have to chase after me like this? ? Xia Zixiu! You must be so cruel?!"

Xia Zixiu didn't speak, but looked at the woman in front of her, her questioning, her anger, her grief...for whom?

"What are you sad about?"

Du Rui looked at him, pursed her lips tightly, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Is it because of my cruelty or because of Qiao Yu?"

In front of Xia Zixiu, he was calm and suffocating. There was no desire to explain in his eyes, nor did he feel any guilt...

What flashed in his mind was indeed Qiao Yu's helpless expression. For a machismo like him, he lost his temper when he saw his father lying on the hospital bed. His eyes were full of regret, and he was alone. Lie down beside Joan's bed, blaming himself.

Du Rui knew that Qiao Yu and Qiao An lived separately, and she didn't know exactly what the gap between the father and son was. But today, she could clearly see the remorse and grief in Qiao Yu's heart.

"Qiao Yu didn't do anything wrong, why should he bear all this?" Du Rui looked at Xia Zixiu with tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)