23. The Vicious Female Supporting Role and Her Father (5)

[As for the mobile phone field, we are new to it, but we will do it well with 120,000 seriousness and enthusiasm. The following is...]

Zhong Peiran's face was ashen as he watched the video sent by Duan. In it, Huang Ming was talking slowly about Duan's plans for future development in his usual steady tone, almost all of which did not overlap with Zhong's.

"It's too much!"

Zhong Peiran directly threw the potted plant on the table to the ground, with a sinister look in his eyes: "They did it on purpose."

"Of course it was intentional."

The veteran of the company didn't look very good either, but he went towards Zhong Peiran, "You want them to die, but you don't allow them to fight back?"

"If you want to kill Mr. Duan, just do it. Now you have offended someone, and they have nothing to do with you. Do you know that the whole circle is watching our Zhong's joke now! Let me tell you, this matter is You caused it, please fix it for me. If you can't handle it, you won't be able to sit in this position!"

The veteran threw up his sleeves and left, not caring about Zhong Peiran's ugly face at all. He muttered in his mouth: "I don't know why Director Zhong asked you to manage the company, but you would be so gloomy and scary. There are so many juniors in the Zhong family, really. Consider yourself a person.”

Since Zhong Peiran came to power, no one has dared to say such sarcastic words to him again. Now that he hears it again, the violence in his heart can almost burst out of his body.

He is just a bad old man, and his surname is not Zhong. How can he blame him? When he helped the company develop and grow, he was very courteous to him. Now if something goes wrong, he will be blamed.

He's just a villain.

When Zhong Peiran was the only one left in the office, he walked around the office anxiously, knocked his hand on the table, and finally took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he usually used.

"It's me. I'll give you one million and kill someone for me."

****

"I heard that a very prestigious shareholder of the Zhong Company had a car accident and is still lying in a coma in the hospital."

Duan Qingen and his daughter chatted while walking on the school path: "The police said the brakes failed. The shareholder attended a banquet and drank alcohol that day, so the accident happened. What do you think?"

Duan Wenxin almost immediately thought of Zhong Peiran: "Did he do it again?"

When her father nodded, she immediately gritted her teeth and said, "This bastard has no law in his eyes. Lu Yu told me that he has done this kind of thing not once or twice."

Sometimes Zhong Peiran doesn't even get any benefits at all. He hires murderers to beat people to maims or kidnap other people's children to quarrel, just to vent his anger.

For example, a senior executive of a certain company felt that the quality of a batch of Zhong's products was not up to standard and the application required inspection. Zhong Peiran bribed him with money and refused to accept the request. He felt that this person looked down on him.

Three months later, the son of this high-ranking executive was kidnapped. Even though the high-ranking executive borrowed money to raise the ransom, the kid was kidnapped at Zhong Peiran's signal. The family was in grief and they only blamed themselves for showing off their wealth. They didn't expect it at all. This sudden disaster was caused by Zhong Peiran's revenge.

In fact, if he hadn't spoken out in order to scare Lu Yu, no one would have thought that just a difference of opinion on normal business would lead to a life-threatening disaster for his family. It's not like filming a movie or a gang fight.

Duan Qing'en was not surprised at all about his daughter's indignation: "He was not taken seriously when he was a child, and he was probably ridiculed a lot. It is normal to retaliate for his temper, but his retribution was too harsh."

"Lu Yu has been looking for evidence since he followed him, but according to Zhong Peiran, the person he hired is absolutely loyal to him. Even if he is really found out, that person will take all the responsibilities, so Lu Yu I kept refraining from calling the police for fear of disturbing the situation.”

"It doesn't matter. In this situation, if we don't cut the grass, the snake will come out on its own."

Duan Qingen laughed and said to his daughter: "Zhong Peiran has caused heavy losses to the Zhong family. The Zhong family will definitely hold him accountable. When the time comes, who do you think he hates the most?"

There was no need to think about this question, Duan Wenxin replied: "It must be us."

"Yes, so you said, will he let people take action against us?"

"Those people were unprepared and fell for it. Now we know what Zhong Peiran is going to do, and he will not succeed."

Duan Wenxin nodded: "Then shall we find some bodyguards?"

"Need not."

A student came over and greeted Duan Qingen quickly: "Hello, Professor."

Duan Qingen nodded gently at him. After the student left, he turned to his daughter and said, "I am Professor Duan."

****

Indeed, as Duan Qingen guessed, Zhong Peiran was quickly called to the old house for accountability. The Zhong family is not as simple as the Duan family. The men in their family are more love-minded, and there are still few women with two or three women. Most of them have two or three women. Everyone has more than five mistresses. If these mistresses give birth to children, some will be taken home and some will be raised outside.

As a result, the Zhong family's population has prospered.

This time Zhong Peiran was called by the old man, and several of Zhong Peiran's uncles, as well as some of his cousins, all rushed back like flies after smelling the stench to see his joke.

When Guang Zhong Peiran walked into the old man's room, eight people came to mock him. There was nothing he could do. After he became powerful, he was very rude to these blood relatives. Now that he was in trouble, they would rush to add insult to injury. The Zhong family.

After Zhong Peiran was severely criticized and the news spread that if he could not solve the problem this time, the board of directors would ask him to resign, another wave of Zhong family members who were not on good terms with Zhong Peiran came to gloat over his misfortune.

Although the Zhong family has never been a harmonious family, it is also a wonder that Zhong Peiran has no one in such a large family who has a good relationship with him.

Coming out of the old house, his face was as gloomy as if it was going to rain heavily. Zhong Peiran was moody and would fire people if he was not comfortable. The driver in front did not dare to speak, but drove him home in silence.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhong Peiran saw a house full of shopping bags.

To be precise, it was a villa of shopping bags.

Zhong Peiran was already in a bad mood, and when she saw these things when she came back, she almost exploded. She threw the keys in her hand to the ground and asked Lu Yu, who was watching TV on the sofa: "What's going on?"

Lu Yu was prepared, and turned around with a pitiful look: "I went out today and met some strangers, who seemed to be some socialites. They ridiculed me and said that Peiran was going to go bankrupt, and that I would never be able to go to those high-end places again in the future."

After that, she wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, "I don't care about it myself, but I just can't listen to them talking about you. In order to save face for you, I competed with them in buying things, and ended up buying so much."

Looking at Zhong Peiran's gradually relaxed expression, Lu Yu showed a timid expression again: "Peiran, I'm sorry, I spent so much money on you, I won't be so impulsive next time, I will ignore them if they talk about me."

What Zhong Peiran can't stand the most is someone mocking him, and similarly, mocking the people around him is not okay.

Seeing Lu Yu looking frightened, he tried to force a smile on his face: "Baby, you did the right thing. I gave you the card so that you can buy whatever you want, and you don't have to think that it's a waste of money."

"Yeah, I understand."

Lu Yu smiled sweetly at him: "I'm glad you don't mind. I'll go buy it tomorrow. I want everyone to know that you are not bankrupt as the rumors say."

Zhong Peiran looked at the things in the villa and the smile on his face was almost gone.

Even if he was really rich enough to rival a country, he couldn't stand Lu Yu spending like this every day, not to mention that his prestige in the company has declined now, and he can't take money from the company openly.

But how could he, a man who cares about face, be willing to show his decline in front of a woman who relies on him like a silk flower? So in the end, Zhong Peiran didn't say "The situation is indeed a bit difficult now, you should save this little money."

It doesn't matter.

He told himself in his heart that as long as he got rid of Duan Qingen, the troublemaker, everything would be back on track.

He was lucky enough to escape a car accident, but I don't know if he can escape the second time.

***

Some students walking in the school of C University were surprised to find that three military vehicles had entered the school.

Some curious people followed behind on bicycles, wanting to see where these large military vehicles were going.

C University is still very large. Fortunately, these military vehicles did not take a detour and went straight to a building. When the car stopped, the students around looked at the soldiers in military uniforms, military caps, guns in their hands, and cold eyes and stern expressions getting off the car.

Three cars, at least a dozen soldiers got off.

"My God, what is going on? Are there terrorists?"

Most students have only seen such scenes when they were escorting banks. When these soldiers came down, the number of people who came to watch increased several times.

"It's so scary, what happened?"

"Are there really terrorists or time bombs?"

"You've watched too many action movies. If there were really time bombs, the school loudspeaker would have told us to run for our lives."

"What are they going to do? They're carrying guns. It doesn't look like a small matter."

A group of students whispered as they watched the dozen soldiers standing in a row. No one looked at them, and they turned around and walked upstairs in unison.

Some of the timid ones didn't dare to go over when they saw the guns, but the brave ones didn't have this concern and followed behind them with great interest.

Fortunately, these soldiers who looked very indifferent didn't bother with a group of students and went upstairs directly.

Then, a group of students watched these soldiers carrying guns clearly arrive in front of the laboratory door and stand in a row again.

The students who were originally nearby and the students who followed the soldiers up gathered together and carefully poked their heads out.

"What are they doing?"

"Has anyone committed a crime?"

"If there is a crime, it should be the police. This is the military. Who knows what the military usually handles?"

Someone also raised a key question: "That... I remember there seems to be someone in the lab."

As soon as this was said, the students around immediately asked excitedly: "Who, who?"

"Professor Duan, the professor who developed the simulation toys. I have taken his class. I heard that the school approved this laboratory for Professor Duan to use. He is usually here in the afternoon."

"Did Professor Duan commit a crime? But I remember that he is a good person, easy to talk to, good at class, and has a good family background. He doesn't have the conditions to commit a crime."

"You will know if you stay here and watch. Can they stand here for a day?"

The students were talking lively, but the soldiers over there, who were carrying guns with exactly the same posture, didn't move, and no one spoke, just standing there with a solemn face.

A student with Duan Qingen wanted to go to the toilet. When he opened the door and was about to come out, he saw this scene and was so scared that his legs went weak.

"Teach, professor..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Duan Qingen heard the students' voices, put down his things and walked out.

"Coming, coming!!"

A group of students outside looked at Duan Qingen with nervousness, anticipation, and a little fear.

The leading soldier did not look at this group of students who were just children to him. He stepped forward seriously and gave Duan Qingen a military salute: "Professor Duan."

"Ah, here we come."

Under the shocked gaze of a group of students, Duan Qingen greeted them with a gentle smile as usual: "Would you like to come in and sit for a while? It's very cold outside."

"No need to bother, we'll be outside to protect you."

"Hey, okay, you have your own rules, so I won't say more. Anyway, I'm sorry to bother you." After saying his polite words, Duan Qing'en pulled the frightened student next to him and said, "Why are you still standing? Go back and continue working. "

The poor student who just wanted to go to the toilet but almost peeed when he opened the door and saw a row of menacing soldiers carrying guns, responded blankly and followed Duan Qingen back to the laboratory.

The door was gently closed, and the students watching the excitement outside were silent for a long time, and then they suddenly started to get excited.

Oh my God! ! There are actually soldiers coming to protect Professor Duan. Aren’t soldiers all assigned by the state? ?

In other words, the state wants to protect Professor Duan? ! !

My mom, what kind of magical professor is this?

****

Zhong Peiran sent his most capable men to tamper with Duan Qingen's car, just like he did last time.

As long as Duan Qingen gets in the car, the end result will definitely be a car crash and death.

After he gave the order, he became extremely excited when he thought that Duan Qingen, the man who had posed a great threat to him, was finally going to die.

Zhong Peiran shook the red wine glass, thinking excitedly that he must see Duan Qingen die with his own eyes.

It would be a pity not to see such a scene with your own eyes.

Zhong Peiran went out. He investigated Duan Qingen and found out that he was now on the line at three o'clock every day, at school, at home, and at the company.

At this time, he should be driving from school to the company, because last time Duan Qingen escaped, Zhong Peiran did something even more desperate this time. He asked his men to plant a bomb in Duan Qingen's car and told him that after Zhong Peiran It exploded just as he arrived downstairs of the company.

Letting the man who ruined all his plans die in front of the company was his punishment.

You will definitely die this time.

Taking advantage of the time, Zhong Peiran went to the teahouse opposite Duan's company.

If nothing else happened, he would be able to see Duan Qingen's car explode from a distance as long as he sat here.

This is really the best news in recent times.

The corners of Zhong Peiran's lips curved into an evil curve again. When he saw the familiar car approaching, he sat up straighter.

He was ready for the roar of the explosion.

The car stopped, but it didn't explode. The door opened, but it didn't explode. Duan Qingen stepped out, but it still didn't explode.

How is that possible! !

Zhong Peiran clenched the cup in his hand in disbelief and watched Duan Qingen walking towards him.

Behind him, three military vehicles stopped.

"Oh, Mr. Zhong, what a coincidence."

Duan Qingen smiled and said hello to Zhong Peiran, who looked ugly: "It's o'clock, what are you doing here? Do you want me to treat you to tea?"

Zhong Peiran twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly and showed a smile that was not really a smile: "Mr. Duan."

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm tired from working in school, come and have some tea."

Duan Qing'en sat opposite Zhong Peiran very naturally, "Waiter, the same thing."

After placing the order, he smiled at Zhong Peiran again: "I heard that Mr. Zhong was not satisfied with you, and even called him to the old house to scold you. I originally thought that you might be depressed for a while, but now it seems..."

Duan Qingen shrugged, "You are in good spirits."

Zhong Peiran's mind was in a mess and he could only barely respond: "Thanks to you."

"Hi, you're so welcome."

Duan Qingen smiled, supported his chin with his right hand, and moved towards Zhong Peiran: "Then you can wait, the blessing I will give you is still to come."

"you!"

Zhong Peiran clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, as if he wanted to punch Duan Qingen in the face.

It's not like he's never done this kind of thing before. Anyway, he's young, and others can only call him young and frivolous.

"I advise Mr. Zhong to be more cautious." Duan Qing'en, however, calmly leaned back on the chair slowly, took the tea from the waiter, and said politely, "Thank you."

After taking a leisurely sip of tea, he looked at Zhong Peiran and said, "If you dare to touch me here, the soldiers outside will shoot you with their guns. It should be quite painful."

Zhong Peiran subconsciously glanced at the military vehicle outside and sneered, "Are you scaring me?"

"Your Duan family does not have a military background."

"The Duan family doesn't have it, it doesn't mean I don't have it."

Duan Qingen raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Zhong, please don't look down on others."

"laugh."

Zhong Peiran didn't believe it at all, "You are just a university professor. Even if you can develop some small toys, you can only make some money."

"Yes, but what if I develop weapons that are useful to the country?"

Zhong Peiran's determined look gradually changed.

Duan Qingen in front of him took another sip of tea, smiling the same way: "I am a good citizen. If I really made some weapons, I would certainly not hand them over to any gangs. It is dangerous and illegal."

"It's different if I hand them over to the country. The country has always been vigorously protecting talents. Originally, they protected me only in secret, but this morning, I don't know who installed a small toy in my car. Now, the secret protection has become public, which makes me very powerful."

Duan Qingen leaned back comfortably, with a certain meaning. Pointing at Zhong Peiran and smiling: "Speaking of which, I have to thank the person who put the toys in my car. If it weren't for him, my protection level wouldn't have increased so much all of a sudden."

"But I can't thank him anymore. He was taken away for interrogation. They said they wanted to ask if there was anyone behind the scenes. I don't know if the country can dig out the person behind the scenes."

Looking at Zhong Peiran's pale face, he added:

"I think it can be done. After all, I am protected by the country."

The author has something to say: One more update!

There will be more, but it will be very late. Little angels, go to bed early and read it tomorrow. Muah

Good night everyone, have a good dream (づ￣3￣)づ╭