Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

When Shen Qingzhou came out of the police station, it was already completely dark.

Just as I took out a cigarette, ready to light it, Old Zhong popped out from some unexpected corner.

"Xiao Shen, you're out?" Old Zhong approached with a fawning smile.

"You haven't gone back yet?" Shen Qingzhou asked, somewhat surprised.

I was a little late coming out because I chatted with Chang Shengli for a while, while Lao Zhong and Zhang Haiyang had already finished their questions.

Zhang Haiyang has obviously already gone back.

"I've been waiting for you," Old Zhong said with a forced smile.

"What are you waiting for me for?"

"Do you want to go to Zhou Minghan's house? I'll go with you, so we can keep each other company," Old Zhong hurriedly said.

Shen Qingzhou glanced at the scars on his forehead and cheeks. "You've had enough going on these past few days. You should go back and rest as soon as possible."

It has to be said that this old man is really something. He was tied up for several days and went through a lot of trouble this morning, but he seems to be completely unharmed.

"No need, I'm in great spirits right now. Anyway, I don't have anything to do tonight, so I might as well go with you," Old Zhong insisted.

Shen Qingzhou didn't say anything, but simply lit the cigarette he had just taken out.

Seeing that Shen Qingzhou remained silent, Old Zhong became somewhat flustered. Just as he was about to start a new conversation, Shen Qingzhou said, "The one who died today wasn't Zhou Minghan, did you know that?"

"What?" Old Zhong's eyes widened, his face showing surprise.

Clearly, the police did not tell Mr. Zhong about this.

"The police said the man came from Guangzhou and worked as a debt collector."

Shen Qingzhou didn't look at Lao Zhong, but kept looking across the street, which put a lot of pressure on Lao Zhong, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"This has nothing to do with me," Old Zhong said somewhat incoherently.

"I know it has nothing to do with you, otherwise I wouldn't be telling you all this. Tell me, isn't he the one who's been following Su Xi?"

"Su Xi?"

For a moment, Lao Zhong didn't react, and it took him a while to realize that Shen Qingzhou was talking about Su Lu.

When Jiangcheng Law Firm hired him as Su Xi's driver, he not only drove her but also protected her, as she had been being followed at the time.

However, since Shen Qingzhou took up his post, he has not found any trace of the tracker. As time went by, he assumed that the other party had given up.

"Now that you mention it, it's quite possible. But since you said he came from Guangzhou to collect a debt, it must be related to the boss of Su Xi's husband's company. I'll ask my friend about it," said Lao Zhong.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news," Shen Qingzhou said.

That's why I told Lao Zhong about these things; I wanted to use his help to find out the background of the dead man.

"I'm leaving now, I'm going back first." Shen Qingzhou said, a cigarette dangling from his lips, as he walked down the steps.

"Xiao Shen." Old Zhong, who hadn't moved, suddenly called out to him.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Qingzhou turned around with some surprise.

"I will give you an explanation for this," Old Zhong said earnestly.

"Explain? How are you going to explain? You're going to compensate me for that thirty million?"

"I'll compensate you for the thirty million," Old Zhong said, enunciating each word with utmost seriousness.

Shen Qingzhou laughed upon hearing this, "Where would you get 30 million? Even if you and your daughter were sold off together, you wouldn't get 30 million."

"So, could you lower the price? Let's discuss it?"

Old Zhong, who had been looking serious, suddenly changed his expression and became all fawning.

"You old man, were you deliberately setting a trap for me?"

"Don't say that. Nobody expected things to develop this way. Now that someone has died and the police are involved, it seems like getting those 300 million won't be so easy..."

Old Zhong sighed deeply, resigning himself to his bad luck.

He didn't suffer any losses, but Shen Qingzhou had been busy with this matter for half a year. He couldn't let his efforts go to waste, or something bad would happen.

"Then give me three million, and this matter will end here," Shen Qingzhou said.

"Isn't three million a bit too much? I really can't come up with that much money right now. How about three hundred thousand... I'll transfer three hundred thousand to you right away..."

"roll."

"Xiao Shen, let's make a deal. It's not easy for me to earn this money; I'm saving it for my retirement..."

"You're just a kept man, aren't you? I know you've been keeping several young married women. I'm doing you a good deed; you should be thanking me."

Shen Qingzhou hailed a taxi and left without looking back.

Shen Qingzhou's office is also his home, which is called balancing work and life. In reality, it's because he's poor and can't afford to rent extra space.

However, as soon as Shen Qingzhou went upstairs, he found a person standing on the steps with his arms crossed and looking down at him coldly.

Shen Qingzhou forcibly suppressed the urge to turn and run away, and said with an awkward smile, "How did you find this place?"

The person who arrived was none other than the female lawyer Su Xi. Shen Qingzhou never expected that she would actually find this place.

"Can't I come, Mr. Shen?" Su Xi raised an eyebrow and asked coldly.

Su Xi was already tall, and with her high heels, she looked down from the steps with a truly imposing presence.

"No, no need for 'President Shen,' just call me Xiao Shen," Shen Qingzhou said with a forced smile.

"Then why did you block me? If I hadn't contacted you, would you have never seen me again?"

Su Xi loosened her arms from her chest, still holding her phone in her right hand.

Seeing that the other party did not reprimand him for his behavior of not recognizing him after putting on his pants, Shen Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you've found this place, it means you know what I do. The commission is complete, and having too much interaction with you won't do you any good."

Shen Qingzhou strode up the steps and directly confronted Su Xi without dodging or giving way. Su Xi had no choice but to take two steps back, and then the two stood facing each other.

Su Xi, who had been looking down at Shen Qingzhou, now had to raise her head slightly, her long, black hair cascading down her back like a black waterfall.

Su Xi changed into a casual outfit today. She wore a gray fitted short-sleeved top and a black pleated skirt, which, combined with her tall figure, made her look both relaxed and elegant.

"So, great detective, did you find any useful clues on me?"

Su Xi's eyes were as clear as a mountain stream, reflecting Shen Qingzhou's figure perfectly.

"not yet."

"Do you want to look again?" Su Xi's eyes welled up with tears.

Shen Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed him directly, and Su Xi took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck.

I slipped my hand inside her long dress and felt the warm, delicate touch of her fingertips.

Before he could go any further, she pressed his hand against his through her skirt, her cheeks flushed.

"Don't do it outside."

Su Xi breathed softly, intoxicated by Shen Qingzhou's aura, her blood rushing and her heart beating faster.

Shen Qingzhou could only pull his hand away, open the door, and find a plastic bag by the door, which Su Xi must have brought with her, so he picked it up and carried it inside.