Chapter 252

One night's rainstorm in a city passed, and the sun finally shone on the earth at noon.

Because the rainstorm passed, many equipment on the road were damaged to varying degrees.

Zhao Qiqing and Du xiatong have been stranded on the road for a long time.

"Xia Tong."

"Yes, what's the matter, Mr. Zhao?"

Du xiatong regained consciousness and almost conditionally put the mobile phone screen aside.

Zhao Qiqing looked at Du xiatong's reaction in her eyes and looked at her calmly. "It's all right. I'll ask you when I see that you've been looking at your mobile phone."

"Oh, sorry, I won't. I don't think it can be repaired for a while. Shall we go back the same way?" Du xiatong pretended to be okay and replied.

Zhao Qiqing followed Du xiatong's words, "that's it. Now there are cars in front and behind, and they can't walk away."

Now Du xiatong had nothing to say. He whispered, and soon began to be in a daze again.

"If anything, you can tell me." Zhao Qiqing suddenly said again.

Then Zhao Qiqing saw that Du xiatong's body was obviously stiff, and her closed eyes also opened.

She sighed, and her eyes were full of uncontrollable sadness: "an Zirui, he has left a city."

Du xiatong didn't expect an Zirui to go so resolutely. She was completely caught off guard and didn't give her any time to prepare... #@ $& amp;

"Gone? Did he tell you where he went?"

Zhao Qiqing tightened her eyebrows at once. She had a bad impression of an Zirui and began to decline sharply again.

Du xiatong shook his head: "no, just sent me a text message, and then called him when he said he was peaceful again."

"Well... Forget it. Don't think too much. Maybe he's really caught up in something."

If you want to come to an Zirui, you haven't been found by anyone for five years. It should be someone with means.%& amp; (&

Coincidentally, the road was repaired at this time, and the vehicles began to flow forward slowly.

"Don't say that. Go to the company first."

"OK, thank you, president Zhao."

Being said by Zhao Qiqing, Du xiatong soon eased over.

Isn't it just leaving? The big deal is five more years!

The car quickly disappeared into the street when the accelerator was pressed.

At the gate of Shenghui Company.

Zhao Qiqing and her colleagues arrived at the company. Before they could stop the car, they were surrounded by a large group of reporters.

The window was slapped wildly, and the camera wanted to cross the window and directly connect to Zhao Qiqing's face.

"Miss Zhao, there is news that you were kidnapped when you got off the plane yesterday. The perpetrator, Miss Anning of Qiangwei group, is this news true?"

"Are you involved in the marriage between Fu'an and his family? Is Anning's kidnapping related to this matter? Miss Zhao, please answer."

“……”

"Mr. Zhao, what should I do? Should I drive there directly?" Du xiatong asked.

"No, open the window."

"President Zhao?"

These reporters are inhumane vampires. They sharpen their heads and want to get "big material". Once they contact them, they don't know what will happen.

Zhao Qiqing waved her hand and obviously made a decision: "it's all right. Open it, or the total alarm is not the way."

The window fell, and Zhao Qiqing's slightly tired face appeared in front of everyone.

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then went crazy quickly. The flash was snapped against Zhao Qiqing's face.

"Please pay attention to your discretion. If you interview, please make way for some distance, otherwise we have the right to sue you for violating personal freedom."

Du xiatong said with cold eyes, and his momentum suddenly became angry.

Although those reporters were excited, they were not impulsive when their minds were hot. After weighing the pros and cons, they quickly distanced themselves from white Bentley.

Everyone's expression is tense for fear of missing the headlines in front of them.

"If you have any questions, just ask. I only have ten minutes." Zhao Qiqing loosened her seat belt and took out her mobile phone to start timing.

"Miss Zhao, were you kidnapped yesterday? Was the person who kidnapped you Anning? Did she retaliate wantonly because of you and Fu xishen?"

The reporter who rushed to the front asked all the questions everyone wanted to ask in one breath. At the same time, he was sharp enough.

Zhao Qiqing's eyes darkened, stared at the camera and said:

"Yes, I was accidentally kidnapped yesterday, and I did see Anning at the scene. As for who is behind the scenes, I think we should turn the problem to the police. I believe we can give you a perfect explanation."

"As for whether the peace you mentioned is wanton revenge because of the relationship between Fu xishen and me, sorry, I don't know the answer. Maybe you can ask peace and see what she said."

Zhao Qiqing's answer didn't show water. It seemed to answer their questions, but in fact, nothing was revealed.

The news admitted by the reporter has also been clearly confirmed.

The reporter didn't get useful information from Zhao Qiqing, and the excitement on his face has collapsed a lot.

"OK, I'm going to interview miss an. Don't rob any of you!"

The reporter in charge was the first to react and took the lead in leaving Shenghui with his "headline".

Other reporters immediately heard the news, and soon Sheng Hui's door became empty.

"Mr. Zhao, why don't you tell them that Anning is the person who kidnapped you?"

The power of public opinion is huge. Even if the guilt of tranquility is not so heavy, she will be punished as she deserves.

But Zhao Qiqing did this now, which surprised Du xiatong.

Zhao Qiqing straightened her clothes and put on her sunglasses again before slowly answering:

"As you said, the power of public opinion is huge. Peace is missing. Do you think it's appropriate to leave such a good hand without making proper use of it?"

Du xiatong's eyes brightened, "what do you mean..."

"Yes, just let the reporter help us find peace. I think the speed must be faster than I thought."

Du xiatong nodded again and again, looking as if he had been taught.

At the same time, in a villa under Zhao Tianyu's name in the southern suburb, Anning was facing off with the people opposite the long table with bandages all over her face.

"Aren't the conditions I've given generous enough? I said, as long as you promise, Zhao Qiqing is yours."

It was midday, but the light in the villa was terrible. Every place where light could penetrate was blocked, and the darkness shrouded the whole villa.

Only the flickering candles on the long table are still trying to give off light.

I don't know from which window a gust of wind blew, which made the candlelight vibrate instantly, illuminating the handsome and evil face of the man opposite.

The man's index finger and middle finger gently tapped on the table and smiled:

"Miss an has a good abacus, so she wants me to help you?"