Song Ying left and went to contact the media he knew at the dinner party.

He has his way and is very familiar with some media mouthpieces. In short, it's better to sit with boss Zheng while reporting objectively.

Su Yun couldn't sit still. He was eager to walk around. His black hair on his forehead was calm. Now he wanted to go up and beat master Xiao.

Zheng Ren quietly looked at the fifth edition of surgery on his leg, and the old monk was calm. The matter seemed insignificant to him, and he forgot it when he said it.

"Zheng Zong, Brother Yun!" Fan Tianshui's voice came from the door.

"Old fan, come in and sit down." Su Yun waved and said with a smile, "go to fight tonight."

Fan Tianshui was stunned. He had only seen president Zheng beat him once in China. When he was in Haicheng, a man came to see "sick" with a dead child, and President Zheng kicked him severely.

The rest of them only beat people when they were on missions abroad.

But general manager Zheng has ordinary fist and foot, not small strength and high agility. Ordinary people are not his opponents, and three or five are not worth mentioning. Is it foreign who will take revenge on you this time?

Fan Tianshui thought more in an instant and subconsciously moved his cervical spine.

Seeing his cautious face, Su Yun laughed and said, "don't be nervous, old fan, just beat a liar."

"Liar?"

"Well, there's no way to sue him. It's no use suing him. I beat him up, bruised his nose and face, and then the media exposed it." Su Yun said, "the boss is not afraid of nausea."

"Well, I have a sense of propriety." Fan Tian said, "Brother Yun, what do you want to play?"

Su Yun smiled, patted fan Tianshui on the shoulder and said, "no, just watch with the old monitor. Let you go also to avoid an accident. I'll do it."

"I'll do it." Zheng Ren said, "you're not light or heavy. It's even more troublesome if you break it."

"Look down on me?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "I've learned from old fan. It's not like you. Just rely on brute force. You say yes, old fan."

Fan Tianshui stood at attention seriously and didn't speak.

"That's OK, you come." Zheng Ren said, "sit down, old fan. Let's start when we get off work. Old monitor, make yourself at home and come in."

Su Yun, fan Tianshui and Zhu Fengyu have a good chat. They have to ask some questions about boxing and foot.

Soon it was time to get off work. Song Ying arranged a car to pick up several people downstairs.

Zhao Wenhua changed his clothes and was ready to go. When he passed the doctor's office, he seemed to feel the murderous spirit coming from it.

"Zheng... Boss Zheng, forget it." Zhao Wenhua thought about it. Finally, he went into the house and said to Zheng Ren, "I can't make it. You are now a Nobel laureate. It's not worth fighting with a liar."

"It's all right, Lao Zhao." Zheng Ren smiled. "I cheated at the door. If I don't do something, something won't happen in the future. If I really want to make a scandal, I'll regret beating him now."

"..." Zhao Wenhua still disagreed, but he saw the appearance of boss Zheng and knew that it was useless to persuade him again.

"That's it. You hurry home and we're leaving." Zheng Ren stood up and said.

"Boss Zheng, why don't I follow?" Zhao Wenhua whispered.

"Huh?"

"You start gently. I'm worried." Zhao Wenhua smiled.

Zheng Ren knew that he had his careful thinking and won the Nobel Prize. Zhao Wenhua contributed a lot, but his name was not in the list of the medical group, and he didn't see what he said.

This man is still interested in knowing that they are all past debts and don't count. This is to find an opportunity to pull in a little emotion. It can be regarded as a close water first month.

"Lao Zhao, why are you so trusting?" Su Yun said, "aren't you afraid to burst your blood?"

"I'm just afraid, so I want to follow. You're still young. If you're hot-blooded, someone must stop you." Zhao Wenhua said with a bitter smile.

"Let's go together." Zheng Ren made the final decision.

Before leaving, Zheng Ren went to the special needs ward to see a small stone. This is a routine. If you don't look at it, you're always worried.

Xiaoshi recovered quickly, and there was no explosive growth of tumor caused by surgical blow. Zheng Ren was very satisfied with this.

Then they were ready to go. They came all the way to the restaurant of the Tang and Song dynasties.

In Song Ying's Hotel, the top-level bag is also half of Zheng Ren's home. He doesn't doubt that Song Ying will turn against the water. It won't be good for Song Ying.

After sitting down, Su Yun said, "boss, I haven't fought for a long time."

"Me too."

"You are a fart! The last time, I hit Kerry on the plane, and the last time, in Nanyang!" Su Yun remembers clearly.

"That's not a fight." Zheng Ren said, "beating Kerry is to make him honest. I'm afraid he'll turn into something."

"Tut Tut, that's really nice." Su Yun said contemptuously, "I can't beat those. Today's master Xiao left it to me. The last time I fought, I grabbed the basketball court with someone when I was in college."

"Hey."

"It's no problem for me to hit five!"

"There are old fan and old monitor here today. You won't beat five each." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "why hasn't reporter sun come yet?"

"Boss Zheng, I've been here long ago. I didn't say hello for the time being. I pretended to be passing by when I waited for the notice." Song Ying said with a smile, "be careful with everything. If someone catches the handle and says we have a plan, it's bad."

It was very cautious. Zheng Ren smiled.

"Zheng boss, I used these hours to find the information of master Xiao. He died in England, a 72 year old female patient, should be diabetes, stop the use of insulin by beating the meridian way to treat, finally ketoacidosis causes death."

With that, Song Ying took the information from the assistant behind him and handed it to Zheng Ren.

"I calculated that his income in recent years is about 80 million, which can be called one capital and ten thousand profits." Song Ying said, "sentenced by Britain, he is now teaching meridian tapping therapy in Southeast Asia and China all year round. The lowest class is 880, and most of them cost 30000-40000. If he is rich, the price will be higher."

Zheng Ren thumbed through the information and nodded.

Song Ying did things carefully. This time he also wanted to make up for his negligence, so the information was very detailed.

Needless to say, the exposure of this information alone is a fatal blow to master Xiao.

"What did reporter Sun say?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I contacted the deputy director of CCTV. If it gets big, the news channel of CCTV can be exposed." Song Ying mistook sun Zeli and said directly.

Zheng Ren smiled, almost what he imagined. He doesn't do anything at ordinary times. If he really wants to do it, he must have directly pushed master Xiao into an endless abyss with a powerful momentum.