Medical Sovereign

As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. Normally, she would occasionally violate traffic rules when driving, but most of the time she was very disciplined. But at this moment, she had drank a few glasses of wine at the banquet, and she was still feeling angry. , stepping on the accelerator crazily, racing down the street like lightning, without even looking at the traffic lights.

On New Year's Eve in Yanjing, there was no traffic jam in the past, and there were few vehicles on the streets, which provided convenient conditions for her speeding.

The result was a tragedy. An Audi A8 came towards me. I don’t know if it was in a hurry to go home for the New Year. It drove very fast and also failed to obey the traffic rules.

Zhila!

There was a sudden sound of brakes, leaving a deep tire mark on the ground, but it still failed to prevent the two cars from coming into close contact with each other.

With a violent bang, the extremely fast Mercedes-Benz RV lost its center of gravity and jumped into the air. It made a rapid rotation of 360 degrees in the air, directly separated from the main road, and smashed the tall billboards on the roadside. The bottom fell to the ground.

The Audi A8 was even worse. It rolled 360 degrees and fell heavily to the road. The whole car almost fell apart. The front of the car was even deflated. The hood was twisted and wide open, revealing the heat rising inside. The driver's "car intestines" are probably in danger.

After coming out of Su's house, she had been following Su Wanyu in an unlicensed Toyota Camry. You looked at this scene with a blank expression on your face, and her mouth was open enough to stuff a duck egg. It seemed that you didn't have to do it yourself, God's will. On his behalf, he killed the bitch who dared to hold a grudge against his godmother.

"This means that you can forgive yourself for doing evil, but you can't live for doing it yourself. If you dare to disrespect your godmother, God will not tolerate it."

Youqing spat, and slowly took out his precious mobile phone. After thinking for a while, he dialed a number: "Hello, 119? I saw a serious traffic accident happened here."

"What? You don't care about traffic accidents? You don't care who cares? Aren't you going to call the police if you have trouble?"

The next moment, You screamed angrily.

"What? Are you a fire alarm? Then I was right. The two cars were smoking and about to catch fire."

"What? You're not responsible for the fire? Then why are you a fire alarm?"

"Okay, okay, I understand, don't you just call 120?"

"What? Not 120? How much? 110?"

"122? Isn't it similar to 120? Okay, I get it, it's really verbose.

If you delay in rescuing people, I will definitely file a complaint against you. "

…

At a fire station in Yanjing, an operator who was watching the Spring Festival Gala in the duty room on New Year's Eve hung up the phone angrily, rubbed his face that was stiff due to the smiling service, and angrily cursed: "Where did you come from, that bumpkin? 119 and 122...well, you can't even tell the difference between 110 and 120, but you still want to complain to me, you are really crazy, and you are delaying me from watching my purple goddess's show."

He hurriedly picked up the remote control and turned up the volume that had been turned off because he answered the phone. Unfortunately, he happened to see Song Ziyi bow slightly and leave the stage. The face of the program host appeared on the screen. He howled in anger, like a deflated ball. Sitting slumped on the duty chair, he gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Ah! That damn lunatic delayed me from watching the Purple Goddess program. You'd better come to the fire station to complain to me, and I'll beat you to death." Looking for teeth."

…

The Zhao family mansion.

Zhao Tiankai, who had gray hair and seemed to be dozens of years older, stood at the door, looking at his watch from time to time, standing on tiptoes and looking into the distance, looking anxiously looking forward to something.

"Third Uncle, it's not that fast to get from the detention center to our Zhao family. It's so cold outside. You haven't been feeling well lately.

Great, why don't you go in first and I'll just wait for Zifeng here. "

Next to him, a handsome young man with a gentle and elegant temperament shook his frozen hands, looked at Zhao Tiankai and said with concern.

"It doesn't matter, I can hold on, Zijun, I'm really in trouble for you this time."

Zhao Tiankai looked at Zhao Zijun and said with sincere gratitude.

"Third uncle, we are a family. What else can you be polite to me about? It's a pity that my ability is limited and I can only let Zifeng come back for the New Year. The matter at the Bishui Qingshan Club is really too big. No one dares to reach out. , and I hope Third Uncle can understand.”

Zhao Zijun said apologetically.

"I understand. Third uncle can understand. If you can let Zifeng come back to celebrate the New Year, third uncle will be very satisfied."

Zhao Tiankai said in a panic, with a slightly flattering look on his face, but he was not as high-spirited and arrogant as before.

This short period of time was too torturous for him. After the shooting in Shengzeyuan gradually subsided, the Zhao family had already tried to fish out Zhao Zifeng through secret operations. However, he did not expect that the Bishui Qingshan Club would be destroyed by a fire again. The accident also caused a huge earthquake in the officialdom. I don't know how many high-ranking officials were dismissed because of it, and the person in charge, Zhao Zifeng, was implicated. He was about to regain his freedom and was once again thrown into the abyss. Whether he can come out in this life is still a question.

The recent situation of the Zhao family is also very bad, resulting in a large number of members who spent money at the Qingshan Club being arrested. The families of those wealthy businessmen and wealthy people are a little better. Even if they are resentful, they can't help the Zhao family, but the arrested officials are different. Everyone They all have their own connections and interests behind them.

Their defeat greatly affected the nerves of these people. Although they did not dare to deal with the Zhao family blatantly at this juncture, there were many secret stumbling blocks. During this period, the Zhao family was in dire straits. Even some wealthy families who had reached strategic alliances with them began to gradually alienate them.

The Zhao family is having a hard time. The culprit, Zhao Zifeng, is in the detention center awaiting trial. In addition, Zhao Tiankai has always been arrogant and domineering because Zhao Zifeng has the right to inherit the family. People in other houses are not less angry with him. The Zhao family Naturally, he vented all his resentment on Zhao Tiankai.

Although it didn't bother him too much, the sarcastic words behind his back and even the cynicism in front of him were not uncommon, which made Zhao Tiankai, who was already suffering from the pain of being conservative because of his love for his son, even more exhausted physically and mentally. In just a few months, he seemed to have aged a few years. He looks like he is ten years old, and his hair is all white.

Rich families have no family ties. This sentence is by no means just rhetoric. He knew that his second brother Zhao Tianfang was in a high position and would never touch this extremely sensitive case in vain to care about his career.

It's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's difficult to provide help when it's time.

When he reaches his status, he will only step back and help if it does not affect his own interests. It is absolutely impossible to sail against the current and risk his own future and destiny.

Therefore, Zhao Tiankai had no choice but to seek help from his son Zhao Zijun. Even if Zhao Zifeng could not be fished out, it would be good to have him come out to celebrate the New Year.

Although he paid a high price of 1% of the family shares for this, for him, it was worth the price to have his son go home for the Chinese New Year, and he was grateful to his nephew Zhao Zijun from the bottom of his heart. .

Zhao Zijun laughed dryly, but a look of pride flashed in his eyes. Thinking of the shares he was about to receive, his heart felt hot.

By using some of his father's connections to bring Zhao Zifeng back for the New Year, he would be able to obtain 1% of the family's shares. This deal was extremely cost-effective for him.

One percent of the family's shares may not sound like much, but in fact, this one percent is an astronomical amount of money that is beyond the reach of ordinary people in their lifetime. Every year, the dividends alone will amount to thousands. Ten thousand,

What about ten years? What about a hundred years? How much will it cost?

You must know that family shares can be passed down from generation to generation. As long as you make no mistakes and the family shares are taken back, the family shares will always be in his name, and they will be passed down from descendants to grandchildren, and from grandchildren to great-grandchildren, for generations to come.

What's more, the Zhao family has a large number of people. Except for Zhao Zilong and Zhao Zifeng, who each own 0.5% of the shares, no one in the other three generations is qualified to own family shares.

These people only have 5 million in entrepreneurial funds each year and big red envelopes given by their elders at the end of the year. The amount of red envelope given depends entirely on the wishes of their elders.

This is the annual pocket money of the third generation of the Zhao family. What can this little money be used for? It's basically enough to support a female celebrity with a decent net worth.

Despite their apparent prosperity, the three generations of descendants of the Zhao family are actually living a very poor life, which is why the Eight Immortals cross the sea to show their magical powers and use the Zhao family's brand to make money.

Therefore, in order to get the third uncle's 1% share, Zhao Zijun used his connections without telling his father and wanted to help the third uncle this time.

In his opinion, isn't it just a matter of going home to celebrate the New Year? No matter how big a deal it is, someone will naturally arrange everything for a slightly crooked thing.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, and Zhao Zifeng is sent back unnoticed after the New Year, one percent of the shares will be obtained. Even if dad finds out, he will only say a few words to him at most, and maybe he will still get it. Praise him for a job well done.

After all, my father doesn’t have many family shares, so he doesn’t have much money. Sometimes my mother wants a luxury item, but my father is cash-strapped, causing the old couple to often quarrel over this.

But now that I own one percent of the family's shares, everything changes. My mother can buy the luxury goods that my father is reluctant to buy, but I, my son, can buy them with a wave of arrogance.

Thinking of the scene where his mother hugged him happily and praised him for being so filial, Zhao Zijun showed a satisfied smile on his face. It was not about how filial he was, but that his mother had always pampered him. Every time he got into trouble, his father got angry. It was his mother who protected him,

And my father is a bit henpecked. As long as he can make his mother happy, he won't be afraid of his father's teachings if he gets into trouble again.

Well, it’s tens of millions every year, and my mother can’t spend it all. The remaining money can be used to support a celebrity for fun.

He used to be extremely envious when he saw young men in the circle keep a third-tier starlet and show it off everywhere. Unfortunately, he was short of money and could only pretend to be disdainful.

But it's different now. Now that I have money, I have to be a second-tier star, no, at least a first-tier female star. Otherwise, I won't be able to live up to my status as a handsome young man.

Jingle Bell!

Just when Zhao Zijun was happily thinking about which female star to support him who could complement his status, the rapid ringing of the phone made him jump all over and subconsciously took out his cell phone.

"Hello!"

Hearing Zhao Tiankai's voice answering the phone, Zhao Zijun burst into laughter. He was too excited. It was not his call.

Just as he was about to put his phone back in his pocket, his phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller number, Zhao Zijun smiled proudly. It was Director Wang of the detention center calling.

It seemed that the person should have arrived soon. He immediately answered the phone triumphantly: "Hey, Director Wang, where are you?"

"Master Jun, our car had an accident on the road. I was only slightly injured, but Master Zifeng... Master Zifeng unfortunately died on the spot. Once this matter is exposed, I will be finished. Master Jun, you But you must help me..."

Director Wang's cry came over the phone, which made Zhao Zijun feel as if he was struck by lightning. His face instantly turned pale, and with a bang, the phone fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

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