Chapter 123

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As Qiao Wen had expected, the incident of Zhong Kaiwen hitting a person was lost on the police side. Now the law is not perfect. After all, it serves the rich. The police closed the case in an accident, and Zhong Kaiwen asked him to send one The compensation was over, and there was no apology.

Tang Xingwei was not the poor boy who was beaten in a bar and didn’t dare to say anything. He looked at his grandmother who was lying on the hospital bed and was suffering from pain. He couldn’t get angry anyway. He found the media, and he vowed to go to court. , To seek justice for grandmother.

In the 1970s, private cars were far from popular, but they were exclusively belonging to the wealthy, and the traffic rules were not so strict. Probably it was deeply influenced by the hippie trend in Europe and America. Many of them are wealthy and wealthy. They often drink and take drugs and then drag the car. The citizens are deeply disturbed by it. There will be a car accident in two or three days.

In the end, they are all sealed by money.

Ordinary people have done their best for their lives, and wherever they have the strength to seek the so-called justice, it is nothing more than taking the money to admit that they are unlucky and continue to live in misery.

This time someone finally stood up, and the media is naturally willing to confuse the fire. The bigger the noise, the more interesting it is.

People admire the rich, but they also hate the rich.

There was an uproar for a while, and Zhong Kaiwen was a shareholder of the Lin Group. As a result, Lin’s image plummeted, and several of his businesses were affected.

“Jeffrey, are you looking for me?”

In Chairman Lin’s office, Kevin Zhong pushed the door in. His face was gloomy and he seemed to be in a bad mood—it was not much better. The reporters from Hong Kong City were ubiquitous. In the past few days, he could go out in the car. Being blocked by reporters who suddenly appeared, it was inconvenient for him to go to dance halls for entertainment.

The big papers and the tabloids were everywhere reprimanding him for life-threatening reports, which made him very embarrassed. Originally, his hapless brother-in-law passed away, and he finally came back openly. He was so happy that he couldn’t wait to set off firecrackers to celebrate. This happened only a few days after he was happy.

Isn’t it just hitting someone? She was still an old lady who stepped half-legged into the loess.

He sat down at the desk opposite Lin Zirui, his eyes fell on the newspaper on the table, his complexion getting worse, he stretched out his hand and said, “Jeffrey, you don’t have to worry about it. That old lady’s house is just to ask for money, I I have already paid for the medical and nutrition expenses, is it not enough? How much does an old lady in her seventies want to be worth? Idiot. Let him sue, I will ask the best lawyer, he can’t get a penny, it’s nothing lawyer fee.”

Lin Zirui looked up, smiled at him politely, and said: “Uncle, because of you in the past two days, our department store has been boycotted by the public, and sales have dropped sharply. Several veterans called me and asked me to solve it. .”

Zhong Kaiwen said indifferently: “These old things have the most things. When we make money for them, we are justified. When the business is a little bit worse, we will come out and gesticulate, take some shares and treat ourselves as ancestors, and kick them out sooner or later. .”

“Uncle,” Lin Zirui sighed slightly, “I just came back to take over the Lin family. Many of the people below are not convinced of me. If you even hinder me, our Lin family and Zhong family’s property will probably end soon. In the hands of others.”

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