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Chapter 299 I won’t treat you badly
Song Ailing recalled it carefully.
She didn't have as much interaction with the Zhao family as she did with the Xu family, and always felt that they were too low-class.
"Is that the only characteristic? Are there any others?" Song Ailing continued to ask, "The Zhao family has so many companies under its control, both illicit and illicit, but I can ask around."
"Yes." Wen Zhixia nodded and analyzed, "First, he has no eyebrows. Second, he's very skilled with a knife and has an understanding of the human body and anatomy. Third, it depends on Zhao Zhengrong's habits of employing people. If he wants to kill someone, would he be more inclined to use one of his own men, or one of those so-called professional killers?"
"Zhao Zhengrong started his business from scratch," Song Ailing recalled, "People like him are very cautious and don't trust people too much. In the past few years, he allowed Zhao Xiaoning to bully men and women, and many people died. With so much negative information, it stands to reason that he would prefer to use his own people because they are easier to manage and control. Hiring temporary people is very risky."
Wen Zhixia nodded and continued, "Then let's narrow the scope a little. Suppose this person is from Zhao Zhengrong's company and is very good with a knife. Is it possible that he used to be a chef, butcher, or someone who frequently used knives in the fishing industry?"
"Now that you mention it, it's true," Song Ailing pondered. "Zhao Zhengrong owns several food companies that specialize in breeding and slaughtering beef and mutton. The Zhao family also owns several hotels, but the kitchen staff turnover is high, so it might take some time to find someone who's been there for the past ten years."
"Being able to stab someone to death on the spot shows that his knife skills and strength are not bad. He must be not too old," Wen Zhixia added, "likely between thirty and forty."
Song Ailing silently took note. "Thirty to forty years old, bald eyebrows, probably worked in the restaurant industry, especially one that needed to use knives. Okay, that's a much smaller range. I'll go look for him."
"Also, I have another risky plan," Wen Zhixia said, "Since someone is trying so hard to cover up the new coal incident, if they find out someone wants to investigate, will they come out to stop it?"
Seeing Song Ailing nod, she continued, "Let's spread the word that someone is investigating reporter Wanfeng and the cause of the Xinmei Group accident. See if anyone comes out to hinder the investigation. Apart from the official authorities, anyone who deliberately obstructs it will be suspected."
Song Ailing was a little worried, "But this is also a way to hurt yourself."
"So, we should prepare for both scenarios," Wen Zhixia said. "You ask someone to find out about the bald-browed man, and I'll get the word out to small media outlets to attract attention. These days, you can buy marketing accounts, and IPs can be taken abroad, so it's difficult to track down the person behind this."
Song Ailing took Wen Zhixia's hand and said, "Thank you, and thank you for helping the Fu family."
"It's not all about helping the Fu family," Wen Zhixia said frankly, "I've always hoped that the truth about my parents' case would come to light, so I will spare no effort in this matter."
"I understand," Song Ailing nodded, "We are all family, so let's not talk about different things."
After saying that, she took out a handbag from under the seat.
It is a Hermès crocodile leather worth more than three million.
"You've been living with us for so long, and I've never given you anything nice," Song Ailing said. "This bag is a good value. Take it. Even if you don't use it, it's still a good thing to keep."
"You don't have to do this," Wen Zhixia refused. "I won't go back on my word. Please take the things back. I don't like using them, and it would be a waste to keep them. Let's take care of the things at hand first."
Song Ailing sighed. In fact, she also knew that Wen Zhixia didn't care about these material things.
However, whether she cares or not is her business. Whether you send it or not represents your sincerity and attitude.
Song Ailing has been in the circle of power for a long time and is no stranger to intrigues and deceptions. Now, in her eyes, Wen Zhixia's innocence can stand the test, which is why she is willing to pay for it.
After the two parted, the sky gradually darkened.
After Wen Zhixia got in the taxi, she sent a message to Fan Xiaolin:
[Bao, when you have time, I want to talk to you about the evening breeze and my next plan to check the new coal.]
At this moment.
Fan Xiaolin was sitting in the best Japanese restaurant in Jincheng, eating the best sashimi, and going on a blind date with a man who had very few hairs on his head.
She replied to Wen Zhixia: [Baby, I'm available on both weekends. You can contact me anytime.]
Then, she sent another message to Chen Zhuo: [Come and save me]
"Linlin, what are you busy with?" The old man saw that she was absent-minded and was a little dissatisfied. "Who are you talking to so enthusiastically? Besides me, are you also going on blind dates with many men? Are you casting your net everywhere? Haha."
Fan Xiaolin saw him staring at her chest out of the corner of her eye, and she sat up straight uncomfortably.
"No, Director Zhu, I really have a boyfriend. I'm just here to have dinner with you. My boyfriend will be here to pick me up soon."
Zhu Chunming is the deputy director of Southern Metropolis Television. He is nearly fifty years old and still unmarried.
A few days ago, he had dinner with several senior leaders of Jincheng TV and said that he wanted to find a woman who was about the same age as him and could live a stable life.
I don't know who came up with the bad idea, but they brought photos of unmarried girls from Jincheng Satellite TV for him to choose from.
He fell in love with the tall and stylish Fan Xiaolin at first sight.
The director was afraid of offending others, so he called Fan Xiaolin and asked her to have dinner with him.
Fan Xiaolin was extremely reluctant, however, the process of investigating the new coal group's mine disaster that she had applied for had not yet been approved by the director, so she could only agree reluctantly.
"Linlin, you're even prettier than in the photo," Zhu Chunming said, sizing her up. "You're just a little thin. Women need to gain some weight. After all, childbirth takes a lot of energy, and being too thin isn't conducive to recovery."
Fan Xiaolin coughed. "Director Zhu, you may not understand me yet. I'm an investigative reporter. I've offended many evil forces, and many people hate me! Why would I give myself a vulnerable position by having a child?"
"After you marry me, you can quit your job!" Zhu Chunming said, "It's not like I can't support you."
Fan Xiaolin almost laughed.
Where does this old man get the confidence to think that he can marry a young woman like me who is beautiful, well-educated and intelligent?
"No, Director Zhu, we're just having a meal," she muttered inwardly, but she had to maintain her elegance on her face. "I think I'm still young, and it's time for me to venture out. I'm used to running around outside. I'm the only one who can support a man, and there's no possibility that he can support me."
Zhu Chunming looked like an experienced person. "Those were just fleeting romances, they won't last. Women should still find a mature and stable man to rely on. Too young is unreliable. Men are in their prime at 41."
Ah, yes, yes.
Fan Xiaolin smiled and looked at Chen Zhuo's reply in her hand under the table: [Five minutes left]
"Linlin," Zhu Chunming said again when she didn't say anything. "When you reach my age, you will understand that family is the most important thing. During the holidays, other people's families are full of children and grandchildren, but not a single light is lit for you. Fame, wealth and status are all fleeting. Look at me, a station director, I have both fame and wealth, but I still feel very lonely.
Fan Xiaolin didn't know whether he was really sighing or just pretending to be superior.
She half-jokingly said, "Then please give me the position of station director. I also want to be station director, or deputy station director. I don't mind being a local station director."
Deputy director, local station, instantly hurt Zhu Chunming's self-esteem.
"Reporter Fan, what do you mean by that?"