I say this because Mrs. Zhong investigated Ying Zijin very clearly.

The country people from Qingshui County were helpless in Shanghai.

Originally, there was still the Ying family as a backer, but now they have left the Ying family, what else can be done?

Yes, there is the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association.

Is it possible that the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association can still protect Ying Zijin’s countryman father and younger brother?

She had to think carefully about moving Ying Zijin, but she couldn't move two countrymen?

Mrs. Zhong believes that Ying Zijin will be very knowledgeable.

"good."

However, the girl's voice was calm, even with a low smile, and her tone did not fluctuate even a little, and it was cold: "You can try."

Mrs. Zhong frowned, displeased: "Ying Zijin, I gave you a chance, you'd better not be like this-"

There was a "beep beep" sound from the mobile phone, and the call had been hung up.

Mrs. Zhong took a deep breath and sneered again and again: "Okay, okay, young people today are really lofty and courageous. Now that they have come to a big city, they have forgotten

"Mom, don't..." Zhong Zhiwan was still a little confused, "Ying Zijin is actually..."

"No, no, no." Mrs. Zhong put down the receiver, "She is deliberately trying to step on you. Otherwise, how could she expose the art festival at this time?"

Zhong Zhiwan's lips moved, trying to say that she was sure it was Ying Yuexuan who posted the message.

But she knew that no one would believe her even if she said it.

"Since she is so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude." Mrs. Zhong called again. She didn't know who she was calling, "Hey, check where Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan live."

"Tell me after you find out, and I'll have someone put them under control."

Zhong Zhiwan looked dazed and did not dare to refute Mrs. Zhong.

"Okay, now let's go to Chuguang Media." Mrs. Zhong stood up and warned again, "You must not contradict their designers and make a small apology. Do you understand?"

Zhong Zhiwan nodded numbly.

But before Mrs. Zhong could pack her things and go out, the door of the villa opened.

What came back was Mr. Zhong, and Butler Zhong who followed him.

The two of them had just returned from the company.

Zhong Zhiwan's plagiarism also had a certain impact on the Zhong Group, especially since the Zhong Group does have considerable connections with the design world.

After all, she is still the eldest lady of the Zhong Group.

But fortunately, the Zhong Group has always been diligent in doing business, and most netizens did not implicate the two together.

But a small amount is enough to make the company's shareholders miserable.

Because the shareholders are very dissatisfied with Zhong Zhiwan.

Mr. Zhong didn't look at Zhong Zhiwan, he turned his head away.

"Miss, this is your passport." Butler Zhong stepped forward and took out a notebook. "The plane ticket is this weekend. The time included is enough for you to apologize to the public."

Zhong Zhiwan's body trembled suddenly, in disbelief: "Grandpa?"

She took the plane ticket and her fingers trembled when she saw that the destination was a small country in northern O.

"Old man!" Mrs. Zhong's expression also changed, "Why should you send her abroad?"

It sounds like a very good thing, but for these wealthy children, it's called exile.

It's a choice you make only when the consequences are extremely bad.

"Miss, you have gone too far. The old man has always been fair and cannot protect you." Butler Zhong ignored Mrs. Zhong, "This is the last thing the old man can give you. Go abroad and start a new life."

"Before you reach the age of eighteen, there will be your guardian there who will ensure your safety, food, clothing, housing and transportation. When you become an adult, you must be self-reliant in everything."

"When the old man was your age, he had already started his own business."

Zhong Zhiwan's hands trembled and tears flowed down again.

She has been the princess of her family since she was a child and has never suffered anything.

Letting her live alone in a foreign country is simply torture.

"No!" Mrs. Zhong couldn't accept it, "I won't send Wanwan abroad!"

"Ma'am, don't worry." Butler Zhong took out another document, "This is for you."

"What is it?" Mrs. Zhong took it and took a look, her pupils suddenly shrank.

This is a divorce agreement.

She turned to the last page and saw that there was already a signature on it.

Zhong Haiyan.

Butler Zhong pointed to another piece of paper thoughtfully: "This is what Hai Yan wants to tell you."

Seeing the piece of paper, Mrs. Zhong's pupils shrank again.

The general idea is that she taught Zhong Zhiwan bad things, and Zhong Haiyan was so disappointed that he wanted to divorce her.

This is to expel her from the Zhong family.

Zhong Zhiwan is the granddaughter of Mr. Zhong, but she has no blood relationship with the Zhong family.

Mrs. Zhong didn't expect that things would turn out like this, and she couldn't stand still.

But a pen was forced into her hand.

"Sign, ma'am."

Mrs. Zhong knew that no matter how hard she fought, there was nothing she could do, so she had no choice but to sign her name.

Butler Zhong put the divorce agreement away: "Hai Yan will be back in a few days, and you will be notified to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

At this time, Mr. Zhong finally spoke: "Butler, send it out."

Rather than saying it was sent out, it was better to say it was driven out.

Together with Mrs. Zhong's daily necessities and other things for so many years, they were all thrown out.

Mr. Zhong went upstairs.

Butler Zhong stopped and said one more thing: "Miss, take care of yourself."

**

At this time, there was an island five time zones away from China.

This island is located in the Pacific Ocean, surrounded by sea, and covers an area that is large enough to be comparable to a city with a population of five million.

However, the specific location of this island cannot be found on the world map.

This is one of the strongholds of the Hidden Alliance.

The island has a dedicated airport and a port.

Ying Zijin was still on the plane, she squatted down slightly and was looking at the computer.

There are two pictures on the computer, and an unknown square machine is connected next to them.

Something similar to a printer.

She watched as Fu Yunshen pressed a few keys and the machine started running.

A few minutes later, two masks as thin as cicada wings appeared.

Just like the picture on the screen.

Fu Yunshen picked up one of them and handed it to her.

Ying Zijin took it and nodded: "So the disguise masters on the rankings actually use high technology?"

"Not necessarily." Fu Yunshen chuckled, "There are others, but that's my real skill. I'm in a hurry, so I just use this one."

Ying Zijin put on this mask.

I found that not only did it not cause any harm to the skin, but it fit very well.

Another face also appeared in the mirror, and it was completely impossible to tell what the original face was.

She was thoughtful.

It seems that she is indeed an old lady. She disguises herself and wears makeup.

When the two got off the plane, someone rushed over immediately.

"Master, you are finally here." It was a young man, walking over quickly, "Something happened, you have to go and deal with it."

Fu Yun's expression paused, and he looked sideways

"You go ahead." Ying Zijin put on his sun hat, "I'm fine."

"It's in the central area. Other places are too chaotic, so don't go there yet." After Fu Yunshen finished speaking, he turned around and said, "I'm not here, her orders are my orders."
To be continued...