C230 unconsciousness

In order to let Old Zhao leave tomorrow, he moved his chair closer to Old Zhao as if he wanted to tell him a secret, but when the secret came out of his mouth, everyone present heard it, "Legend, although this child is honest and offended some people, but he has done meritorious deeds, this is amazing. Recently, there seems to be a task for him, I want him to go, I think this task is suitable for him, he also has the ability to accomplish it, this is his chance, do it well, everything will be fine!"

Old Zhao's serious face relaxed, he looked at Zhao Chuanqi: "Why aren't you giving your Uncle Shangguan a cup!"

Zhao Chuanqi quickly lifted his wine cup and ran over to Old officer and respectfully lifted up his wine cup.

Unexpectedly, Old officer pushed him away: "Let's talk about it, this is a junior's wine for the elders, it's not the kind of wine that goes back to work!"

Of course Zhao Chuanqi understood and called out: "Uncle Shangguan, as a nephew, I offer this to you!"

Seeing the two of them happily clinking cups, Guan Xin was infected. She raised her cup and poured for Old Zhao when her mother wasn't paying attention: "Uncle Zhao, as your niece, I will also drink with you."

Old Zhao had no choice but to accept it. Everyone was too embarrassed to stop him, so everyone at the table became happy once more. Everyone was happily toasting each other.

At the beginning, when Zhao Chuanqi knew that his job transition would fail, he had wanted to immediately inform Gong Mengran, but when Dad asked him to toast, he had no choice but to give up this idea first and wait for the notification after he finished drinking. But as soon as he finished drinking, his mind was out of control. It was like stepping on cotton, and after a while it was like lying on a cloud.

He had forgotten how he left the Shangguan family, or whether he had!

That night, other than Guan Xin's mother, everyone else had drank too much. Guan Xin was not bad either, she was drunk to the point where she did not even know her parents. She ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, snoring. The official Deputy Director threw up all over the bedroom. Zhao Chuanqi and his son were taken to the hotel by the driver.

Guan Xin's mother carried the responsibility of a housewife. She woke her daughter up from the toilet, helped her lie down on the bed and put some water on the bed, so that she wouldn't look for water to drink in the middle of the night. After spitting the old man out, she finally cleaned up the messy living room. By the time she finished, it was already late at night and she could only bear with it.

The night passed just like this. Some people were looking forward to the moon to sleep, while others were unconscious.

Zhao Chuanqi slept until noon, then rolled over. He felt that it was the bed of the inn, and regained consciousness for a while. It was not Guan Xin's home. He stirred for a moment, then fell asleep. He didn't know why, but he didn't want to wake up.

After about three more hours, he finally woke up completely. He opened his eyes and realised that he was really at a hotel and saw a television. The remote control was beside his bed and he had switched on the television and was broadcasting an annoying news. He wanted to change the channel. He put down the remote control and started reading patiently.

In the television news, Cheng Lou was the wife of a suicide officer. She was involved in a lot of sensitive issues and was taken into custody by the Public security organs. On the television, Cheng Lou, dressed in prison clothes, appeared behind the metal window.

Zhao Chuanqi no longer felt sleepy, even the hunger in his stomach had disappeared. His mind was in a mess. What was wrong with this woman? Could she be lying? But she was obviously kidnapped by bad people, and bad people also appeared in her home. From the beginning, Zhao Chuanqi thought that the huge amount of wealth and jewelry found in his house must have been left there by a few bad people, and was deliberately planted by them.

Her husband had already committed suicide, and the young genius who had sat on the seat of power in Party Secretary since he was a young man was actually a greedy official!

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a piss. He washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Standing in front of the television, the news had already passed and the entertainment news had begun. It was just that some female celebrity had been filmed by a dog again. He was not interested in this. As long as he listened, he would be able to observe the room with his eyes. Although Zhao Chuanqi was a fuerdai and had a lot of money, he never stayed in a five-star hotel outside. This time, it seemed to be Dad seeing him getting drunk as a gift. His heart was warm.

Where's Daddy? Did he go back? He looked at the golden clock on the wall. It was 2 PM. His head swelled up. How did he get here yesterday!

Yesterday, his father's driver, the Small Week, dragged him in. After entering the hotel, the staff of the hotel brought him to his room.

Next to him were Old Zhao's room and the chauffeur's room.

This morning, Old Zhao followed the driver and saw that he was sleeping like a dead pig, so he didn't disturb him.

Zhao Chuanqi thought for a while, but could not remember anything. The phone beside his bed rang, and when he picked it up, it was the receptionist's sweet voice: "Hello, are you Mr. Zhao Chuanqi?"

Zhao Chuanqi answered: "Yes, that's me. What can I do for you?"

The woman opposite of him said, "It's like this, Mr. Zhao. A Mr. Zhou has ordered a meal for you this morning. We would like to ask if it's convenient for us to send it to you."

When he heard that there was food, he felt a wave of hunger rush up his spine. "Alright, alright. Hurry up and send it up!"

Zhao Chuanqi put down the phone and lied on the bed, comfortably stretching his limbs, "A high class restaurant is great, someone is even sending food to you!"

Not long later, the door was knocked, and he heard this incomparably pleasant voice. His body bounced up from the soft bed, and he dashed to the door, opening it. A waitress in a red and white uniform stood at the door, and he took a careful look, his pretty face, straight chest, long legs, sexy stockings, his legs almost went soft.

The waiter walked in gracefully. He placed the box on the table and said, "I hope you have a good time!" He went out.

Returning to the table, he opened the lunchbox. The fragrance wafted into his nose, and the stockings were instantly replaced by delicacies, Zhao Chuanqi had not tasted the taste of home for a long time, so he shook off his cheeks and started to wolf it down.

After finishing his meal, he wandered around the room, digesting the indigestion in his stomach as he thought about what he should do next. He could not recall the past, so he could only imagine what the next plan would be.

Right now, his mind was just about Cheng Lou and her dead husband. He decided to take a look around her district to see what was going on.

It was getting late, he thought, and went downstairs.

He stopped a taxi on the street and drove towards the residential complex.

The security guards of the small district already knew Zhao Chuanqi.

Once he got off the car, the Vice Captain guard saw him. Fortunately, there were two of his lackeys beside him, so he called out to them, "Get up, stand in formation, everyone stand together!" With that, he ran out to welcome Zhao Chuanqi.

Zhao Chuanqi had almost forgotten about him. Seeing the security guard being so enthusiastic, he was at a loss what to do. The security guard and his two subordinates stood at attention, saluting! Zhao Chuanqi smiled at them and walked in. He also remembered that it was the security guard who almost wrapped him in dumplings.

When the security guard saw Zhao Chuanqi walking towards the building he went to that day, he suddenly thought of something and quickly ran over to report to Zhao Chuanqi, "Leader, let me tell you something. Just now, some police officers went there.

Zhao Chuanqi smiled and thanked him. The security guard saluted again as he watched Zhao Chuanqi leave.

Zhao Chuanqi went downstairs and saw a few S province cars parked downstairs. When Zhao Chuanqi walked past them, the three of them all looked at him vigilantly. Zhao Chuanqi acted like he was a resident of a building, easily walking up the stairs. The three people who were staring at him muttered to themselves for a while, then took out their walkie-talkie and communicated with the people upstairs.

When Zhao Chuanqi walked to the third floor, there were four police officers wearing police uniforms standing there. Seeing so many people, Zhao Chuanqi was surprised. A policeman came up, saluted, and said they were on duty.

Zhao Chuanqi nodded blankly, and walked towards the fourth floor. Just as he was about to go upstairs, the door to Cheng Lou's house opened, revealing a head. Just then, Zhao Chuanqi saw it. He felt that this head was very familiar, several policemen stared at him and he quickly went upstairs. When he reached the fourth floor, he suddenly remembered that the guy was the one who held the little girl in his arms a few days ago, the one with the knife.

Why the fuck was he with the police, what were they looking for here, didn't the police in Beijing confiscate their family's stolen goods! They still have money in their homes! The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He took out his cell phone and dialed 110. When the police officer on the phone heard that someone was pretending to be a police officer, he immediately called the police.

Zhao Chuanqi stood at the window of the stairs. After about five minutes, two police cars drove over and stopped downstairs.

The five policemen came down, and the four policemen upstairs exchanged papers and saluted.

Very quickly, everyone upstairs had left. Some of them were in plain clothes, some were in police uniforms. The five Beijing police officers checked their documents one by one.

Zhao Chuanqi ran down the stairs and stood behind the five policemen, looking at the men in plain clothes behind the four S province police officers. Seeing that Zhao Chuanqi recognized him, the henchman's face became flustered, he lowered his head and hid behind a police officer. The police quickly checked their papers, shook hands, and left.

After the police car had left, the plain-clothed people hurriedly went upstairs, while the two policemen stayed downstairs. They looked at Zhao Chuanqi with eyes full of hatred. Zhao Chuanqi turned and walked out of the door, the security guards anxiously greeted him. Zhao Chuanqi was not in the mood to stop at a taxi, he wanted to go to the police station to ask around and tell them that his henchman was not a police officer.

After getting into the taxi, he stopped the taxi after walking for only a few hundred meters. The two police cars from before were parked by the roadside, and there was another car in front of them.

Zhao Chuanqi got off the carriage and the police officer got off. was shocked. Damn it, aren't these cops in cahoots with that bastard and are going to arrest me! One of the two policemen with completely white hair walked out of the car. When Zhao Chuanqi looked at his shoulder, he was quite frightened.

He forgot that he was not wearing a military uniform and snapped to attention. "Hello, Chief!"