Half a minute later.
The two people hung up the phone one after another.
"You bastard!"
Su Bingtian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, glared angrily, completely losing his previous calm and composure. He picked up the cup of hot tea that had just been spilled, and smashed it violently at his feet, cursing: "They dare to make trouble at Su's Group. They really ate bear heart and leopard guts, completely lawless!"
Splash!
The teacup shattered into powder on the ground, tea splashing everywhere.
"Mr. Su, don't get angry first."
Song Qingshan advised: "Everything has a cause and effect. They are all old foxes who have become refined. If they don't have sufficient reasons and absolute confidence, they absolutely dare not be so rampant."
"So I'll go with you first to understand the situation."
"Good!"
Su Bingtian snorted coldly: "Bring your people! If they can't give me a reasonable explanation, arrest them, arrest them all! Let them go to jail, let them all go to jail!"
Su Bingtian was really driven mad, his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Well."
Song Qingshan nodded and said, "I have already asked Xiao Liu to take people there. Don't worry, I will definitely get justice for you and make them pay the proper price."
Then the two left the golf course and headed straight for Su's Group...
...
On the other hand.
On the sixth floor of Ruiding Shopping Mall.
More than 100 pieces of clothing were hanging on hangers, dazzling, and there were all kinds of styles and sizes. Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi had picked for half an hour, and each had only picked more than 20 pieces.
"Muqiu, how about this one?"
Sun Ziyi randomly took out a piece, tried it on herself, and kept gesturing.
Su Muqiu looked at it a few times and smiled: "It looks pretty good, it suits your figure and temperament, but it's a little fat."
"Who cares."
Sun Ziyi put the clothes away: "Anyway, it's free, no money spent. In case I get fat in the future? Keep it as a backup, if it really doesn't work, take it home and give it to my mom..."
Speaking, she leaned in to Su Muqiu and glanced at Xiao Zhan, whispering: "What do you think, how much money does that guy have in total in his card? Swiping away more than 900,000 without batting an eye, not feeling distressed at all."
"Even Chen Shaohui wouldn't dare to be so extravagant!"
People fear comparison.
The Cartier pendant that Chen Shaohui gave to Sun Ziyi was worth 150,000 yuan, and Sun Ziyi was almost crazy with joy at first, but now, Xiao Zhan, who she had originally looked down upon and ridiculed, casually spent over 900,000, crushing Chen Shaohui.
The sense of superiority was completely lost, how could she balance it in her heart?
At this time, looking down again, seeing that Cartier pendant, it didn't seem as fragrant as before.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Su Muqiu rolled her eyes, very embarrassed. She knew as little about Xiao Zhan as Sun Ziyi did.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know."
Sun Ziyi smiled slyly: "He is your husband now, and he lives in your house. If you want to find out about him, it's easy, right? Take the opportunity to figure out how much is left in his card."
"If he didn't steal or rob, and is really a man of hidden wealth, you might as well go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with him, get the marriage certificate, and tie down this big fat sheep first, then slaughter him slowly."
"Even if you don't like him in the future, you can kick him away with one foot, and still get half of the assets..."
As Sun Ziyi spoke, she became more and more excited.
"Get lost."
Su Muqiu spat lightly, not wanting to get entangled in this matter, gestured: "Hurry up and pick, so many clothes can't even shut your mouth. I know my own limits."
The engagement with Xiao Zhan was not what Su Muqiu wanted.
She would certainly not deliberately flatter and deceive Xiao Zhan just for money.
She had her own principles when it came to feelings.
However, her eyes also fell on Xiao Zhan with curiosity about this man who had suddenly appeared in her life. She had thought that getting engaged to Xiao Zhan would be the beginning of a tragedy, but unexpectedly, in just a few hours, Xiao Zhan had given her several surprises.
"What kind of man is he really???"
While picking out clothes, this thought lingered in Su Muqiu's mind and she couldn't let it go.
Chen Shaohui felt the same way.
"Bro, you're really low-key!"
Chen Shaohui stood with Xiao Zhan at the store entrance, quietly watching Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi picking out clothes in the store. Chen Shaohui hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help laughing: "I was blind before and underestimated you. I heard you just got out of prison, so I prejudged that you shouldn't be a good person. If I was rude in any way, don't take offense."
Chen Shaohui was not stupid.
Although he didn't know what that strange black card in Xiao Zhan's hand was, how much money was in the card, and didn't know if Qian Yiming's sudden departure was related to the black card, his intuition told him that Xiao Zhan must not be an ordinary person.
Better safe than sorry.
What if Xiao Zhan had a powerful background and extraordinary identity, and was a big shot that even Qian Yiming didn't dare provoke?
Chen Shaohui didn't dare gamble, because he couldn't afford to lose.
"Nothing."
Xiao Zhan shook his head without even glancing at Chen Shaohui.
Chen Shaohui was unhappy inwardly, but did not show it. He continued: "I heard you were in prison for rape, but you have such good kung fu and so much money. Shouldn't you have no shortage of women? How could you have..."
This point Chen Shaohui really didn't understand.
As the young master of the Chen family in southern city, Chen Shaohui was a typical son of a wealthy family. He was very clear about the lives of rich people with money and power. What kind of woman couldn't a man like Xiao Zhan, who could casually take out over 900,000 yuan without even frowning, get?
Why would he need to rape?
In the eyes of rich men, women were like the clothes in this store. They could casually pick and choose whatever they wanted to wear, however they wanted to wear.
When they got tired of it, they could throw it away anytime, anywhere.
For example, just three days ago, Chen Shaohui only took Sun Ziyi out for a Western dinner, and got her in bed. Giving her a pendant made her extremely happy, almost wanting to do it several more times in bed, changing positions.
"Heard?"
Xiao Zhan glanced at Chen Shaohui and didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Is your dad called Chen Zhong He?"
"Ah?"
Chen Shaohui was stunned and surprised: "You know my dad?"
"Don't know him, just heard of him."
Xiao Zhan moved his gaze away from Chen Shaohui, thinking to himself: Sure enough, he is Chen Zhong He's son!
You don't understand?
But your dad understands! And it's very likely your dad was one of the executioners who sent me to prison five years ago!
Just you wait.
If I have time, I'll go south tomorrow to visit grandpa and grandma, and ask clearly about the ins and outs of what happened five years ago. Once I confirm your dad was involved, I will definitely visit and settle accounts with your dad!
By then, I'll make sure you understand enough!
Chen Shaohui sensed something wrong with Xiao Zhan's mood, vaguely aware that something was not right. But before he could continue to question, suddenly, a harsh cell phone ringtone sounded.
He took out his phone and saw it was Chen Zhong He's personal driver calling...
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