Chen Qing spent more than half an hour carefully looking up and down the 11-story apartment building where a group of goblins lived.
Choosing apartments instead of scattered villas is mainly for ease of management.
Chen Qing was not so indulgent when her boss doted on those girls. Just like Feng Caifen back then, she would not be lenient at all if the rules were broken and it was time to clean them up.
Finally arriving at the floor-to-ceiling windows of a duplex living room on the top floor, Chen Qing occasionally looked at the layout of the surrounding luxury areas while flipping through the list of owners of various large areas in her hand.
This was of course supposed to be confidential information.
However, if the ancestor wanted it, confidentiality would no longer exist.
When Chen Qing saw this, she had no other thoughts, she just wanted to know what she was doing.
After all, a group of goblins moving in at the same time is really eye-catching. The residents in several communities here are either domestic nouveau riche or foreign elites. They all think they are superior to others, so there is no guarantee that they will not have inappropriate thoughts.
After roughly browsing the list in his hand, Chen Qing handed the information to Lian Ying next to him and ordered: "Except for those who have been trapped, anyone else who dares to come here to harass you does not need to be polite. If the warning is invalid, you will report it to me. Others , directly tell them the last names of the goblins, if that doesn’t work... Hehe, there shouldn’t be many people who are so stupid, I like to fight with stupid people the most.”
With the current foundation of the Westeros system, no one in this world is afraid of being provoked by anyone.
Lian Ying nodded in agreement.
While explaining some other details, Jiang Shanwu stepped forward and whispered something into Chen Qing's ear.
"We're here. It happens to be close to the airport. Just bring him here and let me take a look."
Jiang Shanwu nodded and left to explain the matter.
Chen Qing did not change places. The view here was very good. She simply asked Lian Ying to make coffee and sat down at the table and chairs in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She was not idle and picked out yesterday's information from the materials she carried with her. The New York Times, the complete English original, read it carefully.
In addition to the news about the second wave of the Asian financial crisis, I quickly found a piece of news that interested me.
The House of Westeros will fully fund the ITER project.
Chen Qing had paid attention to it in advance, knew the general outline of the 'International Thermonuclear Fusion Reactor Project', and had a few chats with her boss.
The boss's attitude at that time was also very interesting.
He said that it would be great if it could be placed in China. If the project is built in Europe and the United States, it may not be completed in 10 years. If it is China, it may not be a problem in five years.
The obstacles are still outside the project.
no way.
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Last time my boss was in China, he happened to mention that according to another statement of his boss, fundamentally, the seemingly free social system in the West actually means the gradual inability of human beings to live in groups.
It seems like the progress of civilization, but it is actually a very terrible thing.
Because individuals gradually no longer obey the group, it will be difficult to ensure the overall interests of mankind in the general direction, such as the advancement of science and technology.
It's okay if it's just like this. What's more serious is that once we encounter some group social problems, such as epidemics, it will be difficult for the fragmented Western society to resist. Furthermore, if another large-scale world war breaks out in the future, in the West where the gregarious attribute is disabled, everyone is fighting for themselves and no one is willing to sacrifice. It is even harder to say what the outcome will be.
Chen Qing felt that it made sense, and that her boss was getting bigger and bigger, and she couldn't keep up.
I am just a little woman.
After more than ten minutes, before finishing reading a newspaper, Jiang Shanwu led two women, one old and one small, in. He also stepped forward and placed a file bag on the seat next to Chen Qing's hand.
Chen Qing let the mother and daughter stand, minding their own business reading the New York Times in their hands, and occasionally glanced at the two girls. The delicate and fragile mother and daughter looked timid and restrained, but they could not deceive Chen Qing at all. Especially the little one, who seemed to be holding her mother's hand pitifully, as if she was afraid of strangers, but her eyes were not afraid of strangers at all, and she glanced around when Chen Qing wasn't paying attention.
Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
After reading a newspaper, Chen Qing picked up the file bag Jiang Shanwu had just put over, which contained the physical examination information of the two people next to her.
After flipping through it casually, Chen Qing finally spoke after a while and glanced sideways at a certain woman: "Zhang Aicao, and Qin Buzui, haha, it's so unlucky to be your daughter, I can't even get a decent name. "
After being left standing for more than ten minutes, Wei Mu, who was used to being pampered, not only felt a little sore in his legs, but also felt even more uneasy. Hearing this, he subconsciously defended himself softly: "It's not all caused by me."
"Oh," Chen Qing looked at the little girl who had just turned fifteen years old and was already 1.7 meters tall according to the information: "How did you get your name?"
Zhang Ai Cao, who has the same name as his half-sister, leaned towards his mother and whispered softly: "I have breast milk." After saying this, after a pause, the girl took the initiative to add: "She , that, patriarchal preference for girls. When I heard that I was a girl, I was sewing the Dragon Boat Festival sachets. I saw mugwort and gave me this name. I was always called a loser."
With a smile on her face, Chen Qing glanced at the girl who talked a little too much: "Tell me, are you a loser?"
Zhang Ai Cao instinctively moved towards his mother again, lowering his eyes and did not answer.
Seeing her daughter coming over, Wei Mu subconsciously stepped aside, feeling a little disgusted. If she hadn't only given birth to this one, not a son, she wouldn't have been looked down upon by the Zhang family all these years. How much, even the husband has raised two little ones outside in the past two years and he doesn't dare to take care of them.
However, after raising two, nothing was born, which means it is not her problem at all. What does the death of the Zhang family have to do with her
Chen Qing noticed Wei Mu's little move, looked over with a smile, and asked, "Tell me, is your daughter a loser?"
The woman paused and nodded: "Yes."
Zhang Ai Cao's expression suddenly became more pitiful when his mother said this.
Chen Qing became more and more interested, with a smile on her face as she asked, "What's it like to fight with your daughter?"
Here is naturally another daughter.
The woman flinched, raised her head and glanced at Chen Qing, then lowered her head quickly and defended: "It was her, she moved first."
"Oh, you brought so many people to catch your daughter, and she took action first. How useless are you?"
"I...I didn't want to hit her, I just wanted my dowry back."
"Your dowry?"
The woman obviously felt guilty, but she still said: "I should have my share."
Chen Qing didn't ask further questions, and changed her mind slightly: "Then why are you smashing the car? Do you know whether it is purely imported or customized, and it is worth more than 6 million."
Although it was not the first time she heard it, the woman still felt her legs were a little weak, and her voice sounded like a mosquito: "I don't know... No, I didn't smash it, it was Zhang Suchen who smashed it, he had someone smash it."
Chen Qing curled her lips: "Who is Zhang Suchen?"
The woman paused again, and after a few seconds said almost inaudibly: "My husband."
"Your husband has already been arrested after I said hello. They said it would be at least ten years. I think since we can't afford to pay for the car, we should at least have it indefinitely. What about you?"
The woman couldn't hold on any longer and fell down on the floor. She trembled for a moment and suddenly looked up at Chen Qing: "That girl drove the car back, and she also wanted to accompany her. The jewelry my mother left behind, The whole set is worth at least hundreds of thousands, so she can be compensated. Also, Zhang Suchen, I can testify to some of the things he did. I will be a witness and let him be sentenced to life. "
Zhang Ai Cao next to me saw her mother lying limp on the ground, and she seemed to have suddenly lost her bones and fell limply. I saw that I continued to sit next to my mother with pity, looking at Chen Qing with fear and inexplicable expectation in my eyes.
Chen Qing never thought that she was a good person, but when she heard what the woman said, she couldn't help but feel that she had seen the world.
Taking another look at that tall and beautiful body, I felt emotional again.
The world is in chaos, and the way of heaven is even more chaotic.
When the woman saw that Chen Qing was silent, she became more and more frightened. She began to shed tears. She crawled toward Chen Qing tremblingly until she reached her feet. She pulled Chen Qing's trousers and cried, "This, Miss, you Please spare me, I don’t know anything.”
Chen Qing was about to say something. Jiang Shanwu, who had just been standing in the corner of the living room when his phone vibrated and ran out to answer it, returned. He glanced at the woman on the ground, covered the phone and whispered to Chen Qing, "Qin Buzui."
Chen Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and asked directly without lowering her voice: "What is she calling for?"
Jiang Shanwu no longer tried to hide it, and said, "She said she wanted to find the boss."
"I still want to talk to the boss," Chen Qing said with a mocking tone. She was about to let Jiang Shanwu hang up the phone. She glanced at the mother and daughter in front of her, took the phone, pressed play, and asked directly: "What's the matter?"
Qin Buzui's voice came, very polite: "Is it Sister Chen?"
The woman on the ground had heard Jiang Shanwu mention her daughter's name. When she heard her daughter's name, the sobbing that was going on just now stopped abruptly, and she did not dare to make any more sound.
Chen Qing glanced at the woman on the ground again and replied, "Yes."
"Sister Chen, I want to contact the boss."
Chen Qing was a little more patient this time, but she was still dissatisfied: "Don't you know the rules?"
"I know," the other person on the phone said, "But, only this time, it's a very, very important thing."
Chen Qing stopped beating around the bush: "Forget it, boss, just tell me. All matters in China are under my control."
Qin Buzui hesitated for a moment and then said, "I can't find my mother."
The woman on the ground trembled again when she felt the obvious coldness and even hatred in Qin Bului's tone.
Chen Qing didn't hide anything and said directly: "Your mother is here with me."
"ah?"
Qin Buzui sounded surprised, obviously thinking that he heard wrongly.
When the woman on the ground heard this, she also raised her head and looked at Chen Qing desperately and pleadingly.
Chen Qing flicked away the woman's right hand that was grabbing her trouser leg and said, "And your sister, they are all here with me."
This time he confirmed that he heard correctly. After a moment of silence, he finally said: "Sister Chen, can you send my mother back?"
"Send him back for what?"
There was a pause, and then some more obvious hatred added: "She and Zhang killed my grandparents. They should all be imprisoned."
Before Chen Qing could speak this time, the woman on the ground had already screamed: "Damn it, Nizi, it was you who killed them. If you had stolen the jewelry and given it to me, would anything have happened later? It was all you." That’s right.”
After another moment of silence, the other party finally spoke again, but it was not directed at the woman on the ground, but still Chen Qing: "Sister Chen, send my mother back and imprison her with Zhang. I promise that I will work for the boss for the rest of my life." I will repay him as much as I can, and you, Sister Chen, I will also remember your kindness."
After Qin Buzui said this, the woman on the ground saw Chen Qing's playful expression and collapsed again, crying and pointing to the mobile phone on the table: "How could you do this? I am your mother, I am your mother!"
The other side seemed to have heard nothing and continued to say to Chen Qing: "Sister Chen, please."
Then, the woman on the ground seemed to be suddenly inspired and hugged Chen Qing's calf: "Ms. Chen, please let me go. As long as you don't send me to prison, I can also work for you. Also, My daughter, Wormwood, the two of us together, we are more than her, the two of us make cows and horses together.”