before gently laying her down and covering her with a thin blanket.Looking at Zhang Mingqi's enticing lips and her full chest rising and falling with each breath, Wang Zheng truly felt rather regretfu...Chapter 43 Compromise (Part III)
At this time, netizens who enjoyed digging up information started searching for all the photos of Zhu Qihua. This was a task that they found extremely enjoyable.
The netizens unearthed all kinds of photos: Zhu Qihua accompanying his superiors during inspections, him driving a car, and even pictures of where he lived. Careful netizens noticed that in various settings, Zhu Qihua wore different watches; the cheapest one was over 200,000 yuan, while the most expensive diamond watch could be worth millions!
This was serious. How could a so-called public servant, with a monthly salary of only six or seven thousand yuan, afford a million-yuan diamond watch Now, online criticism and condemnation were aimed not at his son but at Zhu Qihua himself, who began to face escalating waves of outrage.
"So you're saying that the longer Liu Xuan stays in police custody, the better it is for everything" Sheng Fei asked as she looked through the comments online.
Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Under public pressure, nothing will happen to Liu Xuan. As for Zhu Qihua, he'll be on edge. To boot, his background isn't clean; there's sure to be something incriminating if anyone looks into it."
"I think you're quite sinister," Sheng Fei said with a slight pout.
"I'm not sinister. I just happened to deal with this pest when the opportunity arose." Wang Zheng replied.
"That Zhu Feng is really disgusting, look at him!" Han Xinye pointed at her computer screen and exclaimed, "He got a thirty-year-old female student pregnant, secretly peeked up women's skirts during class, and if he saw an attractive woman on the street, he'd drag them into his car... Is he some kind of sex addict Why am I so gentle and refined when we're both from official families" Han Xinye patted her ample chest, causing everyone in the room to raise their eyebrows.
"But it looks like Zhu Qihua won't have an easy time either," Shangguan Shishi said as she looked through Zhu Qihua's files and added: "Someone who managed to climb so high in politics must come from a faction. On the surface, his background seems clean, but there's no indication of any close ties with leaders. Even though he’s careful not to leave evidence behind, that's the best evidence."
"What are you guys talking about I feel dizzy," Han Xinye's eyes were starting to sparkle.
"So we will likely be able to identify who stands behind Zhu Qihua and what faction he serves. We might even get a clear picture of the situation." Wang Zheng said with narrowed eyes.
Sheng Fei asked in puzzlement, "Why are you so interested in these matters, Wang Zheng"
Wang Zheng smiled and replied, "These things affect you too; it's just not the right time to tell you."
Seeing the photos online and reading the insulting comments, Zhu Qihua lost his composure. He angrily threw down the mouse and pushed over the monitor with a dull thud, shattering its LCD screen.
The secretary beside the leader watched as he got angry but didn't know what to do. Anyone in this situation would be uneasy.
"Director Zhu, should we hold the Capital Normal University responsible" The secretary試探性地問道。
"Hold them responsible Who will hold them responsible"朱其華一瞪眼，這個秘書，在這關鍵時刻還能提出這麼愚不可及的問題，要他何用？
If he really wanted to use his power to suppress this matter, the result would only escalate. Eventually, the Beijing municipal government would be pressured into investigating him as well. After all, public opinion could not be ignored. Even at a critical moment, he might become an expendable pawn.
After a long silence, Zhu Qihua seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath and dialed a number that he hadn't called in years.
"Hello, is this Old Leader It's Qihua here. I haven't been able to greet you for such a long time." Even on the phone end, Zhu Qihua bowed slightly, expressing his respect towards the person on the other line.
"Alright, stop pretending. I know what happened," came an elderly yet calm voice from the other end of the call.
Zhu Qihua was sweating profusely as he said with utmost courtesy: "This time it's truly my mistake; please give me some guidance, Old Leader."
"You're too careless. Should I come to your aid this time" The voice on the other end sighed slightly: "Your son has been neglected a bit too much."
"Please lend me a hand once more, Old Leader!" Zhu Qihua was now drenched in sweat.
"Don't think that what you've done is hidden. There are no secrets in this world. Just like how nobody knows I'm your backer, naturally, if I protect you this time, it's equivalent to announcing to everyone that you're mine."
Zhu Qihua didn't dare speak anymore; he knew all too well that if the old leader decided to abandon him, then he would be nothing more than an expendable pawn with no chance of resistance.
The other end was silent for a long while before finally sighing again: "I'll protect you one last time. It's been so long since I stepped down; others still give me face out of respect, but you should understand that every time I do this, it diminishes."
After saying that, the call was hung up on the other end, yet Zhu Qihua's legs continued to tremble!
But at least it was good news since Old Leader had agreed to intervene. This time there shouldn't be any major issues. However, Zhu Qihua realized that his performance this time had displeased the old leader and exposed his faction, which must have been quite disappointing for the old leader.
Wang Zheng and the three beauties were chatting idly in front of their computers when Han Xingye suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my god, it's all gone!"
"Always acting so surprised, explain clearly what's missing" Shangguan Shishi said irritably.
"Take a look." Han Xinye entered "Zhu Qihua" into the toolbar of Moudo, and Moudo started showing: "Due to this search violating national laws and policies, no results are displayed."
"All those discussing Zhu Qihua on Weibo have been silenced as well." Han Xinye kept refreshing the webpage.
Sheng Fei said, "It seems that indeed there is a powerful figure intervening just like you all analyzed."
Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, which was the typical state of him feeling agitated inside: "To control every media outlet instantly; how many people in China have such power"
Shangguan Shishi didn't disappoint as a member of the prestigious Shangguan family; her mind turned quickly: "Could it be that you mean—"
"I haven’t said anything." Wang Zheng shrugged, then walked away.
The old monster from the Su Family had acted.
For the elder of the Su Family to personally intervene meant Zhu Qihua's position within the Su Faction was still quite high.
Although this incident didn't topple Zhu Qihua, it definitely destabilized his standing in the Su Faction. Given that old man's kind appearance but ruthless nature, he wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen again.
"How can we fully utilize Zhu Qihua as our pawn and break open an opening within the Su Faction" Wang Zheng gazed at the sky, lost in deep thought.
When Liu Xuan left the police station unharmed, seeing the sunlight outside and a person under it made her tears instantly blur her vision.
Wang Zheng leaned on Sheng Fei’s white Volkswagen Scirocco with his hands in his pockets, clearly intending to be used as a car model.
Liu Xuan had always been strong-willed; she didn’t back down when faced with Ye Hui's threats and intimidations but instead fought fire with fire. She wasn't afraid even sitting in the dimly lit interrogation room and cleverly sparred with two policemen, never giving up on her efforts because she knew that it hadn’t been in vain—she had people outside fighting alongside her.
But at this moment, upon seeing that smiling face under the sunlight, she realized just how fragile she truly was, a fact which even she herself hadn't noticed.
In fact, people are like this; it's only when they look back unintentionally that they realize how long they've been managing on their own.
The image of Wang Zheng in Liu Xuan's eyes began to blur. She didn't wipe away the tears and instead remained seated, hugging herself tightly, allowing her tears to flow freely.
Actually, we might as well admit it: We're not as strong as we think, and we don’t want to be invulnerable. All we desire is a warm embrace.
Even if that means embracing ourselves.
Liu Xuan's emotional breakdown was within Wang Zheng’s expectations; he didn't approach her but stood by the car in what others might consider a cool pose, though his smile gradually faded as if he were reminiscing about himself from years ago.
After crying for two minutes, Liu Xuan wiped away her tears and got to her feet. She walked over to Wang Zheng and asked, "Why didn't Senior Sister Sheng Fei come"
"She's busy," said Wang Zheng with a smile, "You're old enough not to cry like this."
Liu Xuan wiped away her remaining tears and smiled, saying, "Wang Zheng, I really owe you this time."
Liu Xuan was a straightforward girl who both loved and hated deeply. She knew the significance of what Wang Zheng had done for her. Of course, she also appreciated kindness and would remember it, seeking an opportunity to repay him.
"How do you plan to thank me" asked Wang Zheng with a smile, "I remind you not to have any thoughts of repaying me with your body; I won't agree."
"Go away, you," said Liu Xuan, laughing despite the tears still on her face.
“There are many people you should thank. Let me tell you about them.” Wang Zheng opened the car door and said, “Come on, to celebrate your safe return, I’ll treat you to a meal.”
“Where shall we go”
"Water Margin Restaurant," said Wang Zheng with narrowed eyes. "I really like their home-style dishes."
When Liu Xuan heard about everything that the counselor and classmates had done for her from Wang Zheng, this strong girl began to smile as she shed tears. To her, all of this was already etched in her heart; there was no need for excessive words—she would repay them through her actions. with you, and we’ll kick him into being a eunuch."Throughout their conversation, Wang Zheng had never put his hand on Zhang Miaomiao’s waist; he was afraid that he might hold back this young girl or...
