He was a straightforward person, without any schemes. He only wanted to bring down Fu Nanli. Since the old man had no successor, he would naturally be chosen as his successor.
This time, he carefully planned an aviation accident.
He paid a large sum of money to an aircraft mechanic to replace a wrong screw on the landing gear.
Just such a small screw can cause the landing gear of the aircraft to not function properly when landing.
When an airplane is taking off and landing, it is the stage when accidents are most likely to happen.
Everything went smoothly, so smoothly that he became a little too proud of himself.
Fu Nanli loves the aviation industry anyway and has no interest in business, so he shouldn't occupy a position that doesn't belong to him.
It was a sunny day. Su Yun washed the sheets and quilt covers. Her two siblings helped her hang the sheets in the yard, while Uncle Ji cooked in the kitchen.
Uncle Ji is a nice and gentle person, and his cooking skills are top-notch. He used to be the head chef in a Chinese restaurant.
The yard was filled with the aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs, and Wen Qiao's stomach began to growl.
Lu Youyou suddenly ran over, took Wen Qiao's hand and went into the house, her face serious: "Something happened."
Wen Qiao put down his sleeves: "What's wrong?"
Lu Youyou's hands were shaking a little: "There is news online that says a plane couldn't lower its landing gear when it landed, and it crashed into an Airbus parked on the tarmac."
Wen Qiao's heart suddenly sank, and his voice changed: "Did the news say which airline and which flight it was?"
Lu Youyou shook her head: "No, but I'm worried that it might be Mr. Fu. Do you know his schedule? Is he flying today?"
"Yes, he came back from Helsinki today."
"Do you know what time we'll arrive at Dongpu Airport?"
"About eight in the morning."
Lu Youyou's expression became even uglier: "The news came out at 8:15."
Wen Qiao's legs felt weak: "Did the news mention what happened to the captain?"
"I heard that some passengers were injured, but the captain in the cockpit, I heard... I heard that he was killed."
"Which media reported this? Is it an official media?"
Lu Youyou brought her phone closer to show her: "No, it's a self-media company with over a million fans."
Wen Qiao frowned: "Such a big thing, why didn't the official media report it?"
“Maybe the official media will be more cautious and need to verify it.”
Wen Qiao quickly took out her cell phone and called Fu Nanli, but the phone showed it was turned off. She anxiously called Xu Shen again, but it was also turned off.
She ran out immediately, Lu Youyou followed her, and the two of them took a taxi and headed straight for Dongchuan Airlines.
She was so worried that she was distracted, and the incident happened suddenly, so she completely forgot what Fu Nanli had told her.
She kept calling Fu Nanli all the way, but no one answered.
At Fu Jiang's house, driver Lu Dong called him and said, "Young Master's girlfriend is so anxious that she rushed to the airport."
Fu Jiang smiled proudly: "Drive me to Tangshan."
Fu Nanli's villa is in Tangshan.
Fu Jiang hurried over and parked the car at the gate of the villa. He gathered his emotions for a while, got out of the car, and went straight to the living room. When he saw Fu Huaiyong, he said sadly, "Grandpa, please accept my condolences."
Fu Huaiyong looked at him coldly but did not speak.
Fu Jiang sat next to him: "I heard everything. My brother met with misfortune and died in a plane crash."
"Who told you that?" Fu Huaiyong asked back.
"Haven't you heard yet? The media has reported it." Fu Jiang's face was full of sadness.
(End of this chapter)