Capital Airport.

After the plane landed for a long time, the passengers behind got off the plane one after another. Zhou Qishen stood up. After standing there for a while, Young Master Kong came over and asked with concern: "Hello, Mr. Zhou, do you need help?"

Zhou Qishen raised his hand, "No, thank you."

When I left the bridge, I turned on my cell phone and I didn’t receive a lot of calls, most of which were Gu Heping. Zhou Qishen did not call back immediately. After getting on the bus, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. After Maybach turned to the airport expressway, he called Gu Heping.

Gu Heping answered quickly and almost rushed to death. "Zuzu Zhou, you finally have a letter. Where are the people? Come to the teahouse directly, Lao Cheng and I are waiting."

Zhou Qishen was about to respond, but his phone prompted Zhao Wenchun to call.

"I'll answer the phone later." Zhou Qishen pressed the answer, listened to a few words, and immediately ordered the driver to change the route.

Zhao Wenchun was waiting for him at home, and the hot tea just turned cold to the right temperature. Zhou Qishen went upstairs and was anxious, breathing slightly, and pulled the collar and buckle after entering the door, "Dad."

"I'm sorry, I'll let you go." Zhao Wenchun's expression was quiet, but he couldn't hide his aging. Zhou Qishen was a little surprised. He hadn't seen him for a few days and always felt something was wrong.

Zhao Wenchun sighed and said truthfully: "The reason I am so anxious is because I have to go for a few checks tomorrow."

Zhou Qishen frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wenchun silently, took out a medical record from the drawer where the coffee table was dropped, and handed it over gently.

Zhou Qishen opened it and looked at it, and his heart sank.

"The description of the condition is very close, but the doctor was not sure about the diagnosis. I made an appointment for the brain MRI a year ago. Xiaoxi was busy, and I didn't want to distract her. Sorry, Qishen, this matter shouldn't have caused you trouble. But I'm afraid, I'm afraid..." Zhao Wenchun let out a long sigh, his tone was calm, as if he had made the worst plan, "If the examination is fine, then pretend nothing happened. If there is anything, these things will be kept in your place."

Zhao Wenchun handed over another burgundy leather notepad, with worn edges and looking a little old.

Zhou Qishen silently answered and took it.

There are creases on the middle three pages, and the notes are neatly recorded.

"This is everything I left for Xiaoxi, the password for my passbook at home, my salary card and password, the place where the spare keys of the door are placed, the property certificate of this house. I bought a small store for her in Changping a few years ago. According to the current market price, it should be seven or eight times." When Zhao Wenchun said this, there was an unrestrained look of joy in the corner of his eyes. As a father, he was one of the few little prides who could leave his daughter with these things that depend on his life.

Zhou Qishen turned to the second page.

"Oh, there are some cash amounts on it, including some allowances, bonuses, and subsidies after retirement. They will be paid on time every month, and Xiaoxi can also have a comparison and reference at that time. I have written down my medical book, household registration book, and places."

Page 3.

"This is the money Xiaoxi has given me one after another when she became an adult. There are 1,3,500,000 yuan." After pausing, Zhao Wenchun was a little proud, "My Xiaoxi is great, right? Everyone says she doesn't have a serious job, so what? I'll make no less money when fiddling with Li Ran in Taobao stores."

Zhou Qishen curled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

Finally, Zhao Wenchun took out an iron box from the glass compartment under the coffee table. This is the kind of packaging box used to pack candy many years ago. The red, red, green and green patterns on it have faded several times.

Open it, it is a stack of old photos.

When Zhao Xiyin was born, the photo turned yellow. At that time, her mother was still there, Ding Yahe held her, Zhao Wenchun held her wife's shoulder, and a happy family of three. At the age of two, Zhao Xiyin was wearing a cannon and had a huge fat face. At the age of six, the girl who had just seen her face was pressing her legs. At the age of twelve, sixteen, and twenty. At every stage, Zhao Xiyin had a photo left.

Zhao Wenchun handed the iron box to Zhou Qishen, and what he entrusted was not only a photo, but also a gift to the most precious rose in life.

Zhou Qishen subconsciously held it firmly, but Teacher Zhao suddenly tightened his hand very hard. The old man's palm was thin, and when he tried hard, his muscles became more and more obvious. The old man held it together, and he had tens of seconds of stalemate.

Zhao Wenchun tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and at this moment he couldn't hold back. His voice began to choke and said, "Be kind to my daughter, because I love her more than you."

After saying that, Zhao Wenchun let go and wiped tears from the back of his hand.

Zhou Qishen is a person who lacks fatherly love and family warmth, and is not easily moved by family affection. But at this moment, he empathized with it and felt a little sad and regretful. He regretted that he had been a bad person who got but did not cherish it in the past. He failed not only his beloved women, but also his relatives who really hoped that they would be good.

"Dad, I can do it." Zhou Qishen responded steadily, like a timeless and solemn promise.

It was an hour later when I left home and arrived at Laocheng Teahouse.

Gu Heping turned his head to look at him, pinched the cigarette, and said helplessly: "Are you really not in a hurry, or are you just calm? If something big happens, you have no idea?"

Zhou Qishen lay on the couch, put his left hand on his eyes, blocking the light.

"The circle knows the situation where you and Zhuang Qiu are making trouble in Qinghai. I am so fucking convinced. My buddy played the lead role, but we actually learned the news from others. Boss Zhou, you are so prosperous now that you can handle everything alone, don't you want us anymore, right?"

Zhou Qishen moved his hand on his eyes a little, revealing a slight look, smiling, looking at Gu Heping.

Gu Heping was speechless, "Get out, don't discharge electricity to me, I'm not interested in men."

Old Cheng also frowned, "Brother Zhou, you should tell us."

Zhou Qishen sat up, supported his knees with his elbows, picked up Lao Cheng's cigarette and smoked a few words. After a few mouthfuls, he said, "It's a family matter. If you say it or not, the result will be the same."

Lao Cheng and the others immediately understood that Zhou Qishen was taking care of Zhao Xiyin. Once this matter spread, it was inevitable that she would be polite to her. It didn't matter if she was in the past. Zhao Xiyin is still in the group, which is quite sensitive to a worldly point. Lao Cheng knew Zhou Qishen too well. If it weren't for this, Zhuang Qiu wouldn't have just injured one hand.

"After returning to Beijing, Zhuang Qiu was hospitalized in the east of the city. His right hand was seriously injured and kept talking to the outside world, saying that you had broken the tendons, which made him disabled." Gu Heping didn't joke and said seriously: "Zhuang Qiu has no character, and he is still a little bit related to his connections in Beijing. Although the Zhuang maker is not as good as before, the old man abdicated, but the one who took over his team was still the one who trained him by the old man. No matter how unwelcome Zhuang Qiu was, his family would not sit idly by if he had lost his face."

Zhou Qishen smoked, and the smoke was shrouded in his eyes, and his expression was not real.

"That kid is talking and is waiting for revenge." In the second half, Gu Heping wanted to speak but stopped, and he weighed it several times but did not dare to say anything.

Zhou Qishen looked fearless and calm, and said calmly: "Do you want me to go to jail?"

After a long quiet time, Old Cheng Kuan explained: "There is no big deal, so I will handle it, so it won't be done."

Zhou Qishen smiled, "Zhuang Qiu is not that stupid. I know his background. He should know mine. If you really want to mess with me, you won't release the news so early. Have you ever thought about why?"

Gu Heping was stunned.

Zhou Qishen said: "It is easy to protect me. Once I protect me, he has the right to take on other things. Peace, your second uncle's resume in the public security system has been almost perfected. As soon as the March meeting was opened, it was basically a matter of nature. At this moment, I don't want him to take this risk."

The situation is complicated, and open and secret struggles cannot be avoided in any industry. Seeing that you have a towering building, you can even destroy a thousand-mile dike in an ant hole. Zhou Qishen is the foresight, be careful in everything. If you only involve yourself, nothing matters.

Gu Heping couldn't refute it.

It is all about the matter of being a good man and being a good father. In the end, Zhou Qishen was wrong, but to put it bluntly, he was deliberately hurting people. He still didn’t know how Zhuang Qiu would make trouble.

Zhou Qishen seemed to have expected it and his reaction was particularly calm, "I guess it's either today or tomorrow."

Gu Heping leaned, "Brother Zhou, you are too calm."

Zhou Qishen finished smoking the remaining half of the cigarette, turned off the cigarette butt, and looked at him with a much solemn look, "Don't tell Xiaoxi."

Lao Cheng immediately retorted: "That won't work, we can't take on this responsibility."

Gu Heping agreed: "I didn't care about it before, but now it's different. She and you got the certificate and are your legal partner. What does it mean if you don't tell her? Out of kindness, she is actually selfish. Let's take a step back and say, Xiaoxi passively knows what happened to you, wouldn't she be even more sad."

Zhou Qishen insisted very much: "She has been filming in Qinghai for only a few days. What's the use of knowing it? It will only delay both sides. Let her finish the filming with peace of mind."

Lao Cheng, Gu Heping: "No."

Two to one, it’s on the verge.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Zhou Qishen lowered his eyes and his expression became helpless. He said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxi's father may be sick."

Lao Cheng and Gu Heping were shocked, "What disease?"

"Alzheimer. Although he has not been diagnosed, he is suspected to be a high-risk group. He went to the outpatient clinic to see it himself, forgot about things, his memory is getting worse and worse, and he missed the bus. He called me back just now, and all his assets were recorded in his notebook." Zhou Qishen raised his head and looked down, "It's my life."

The air flow rate was slow, and the restless atmosphere in the last second was like dust floating, and it landed firmly.

Lao Cheng and Gu Heping didn't say anything anymore and understood.

Things happened one after another, and they were all the closest people around them, and no one could stand it. Zhou Qishen was so secretive about Zhao Xiyin, and he couldn't bear it.

"It's not that I don't tell you, but that I'm waiting for her to finish the work she has at hand before facing it." Zhou Qishen rarely asked, "You must help this busy."

The moisture in the teapot on the charcoal stove had been evaporated and the heat was rumbling. The more you thought about it, the more upset Gu Heping became, and fucked, "What the hell is this!"

Zhou Qishen's prediction was very accurate. The next morning, he was taken by the police to a branch in Xicheng District to assist in the investigation. After a very brief inquiry, the police told the person involved that Zhuang Qiu provided conclusive evidence, evidence of injury test, and was compliant with and legal, and wanted to prosecute him for intentional injury.

Almost at the same time, Qi Yuming's lawyer team took over the initiative, and Qi Yuming himself personally served as Zhou Qishen's defense lawyer to investigate and collect evidence.

Zhou Qishen lived in the east of the city, but was summoned to the west. Zhuang Qiu was really Sima Zhao's heart and everyone knew that his foundation was in the west. He made up his mind to prevent Zhou Qishen from living a good life.

Friday, two days apart from the incident.

Meng Weixi returned to Beijing, and the driver was waiting for the car at the airport. As soon as the person got on the bus, Guan Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, immediately reported: "Mr. Meng, Zhou Qishen may be really troublesome this time."

Meng Weixi's eyes were cold and the coldness on his shoulders had not subsided.

"Zhuang Qiu and him have not been dealing with him for a long time, and his grudges have accumulated for so many years. Zhou Qishen has been the dominant family in recent years, and it is smooth sailing. Zhuang Qiu has no choice but to take this handle. I have inquired about it, and Zhuang Qiu has interfered in the bureau. Zhou Qishen is not a good-looking guy. His lawyer is Qi Yuming." Guan Qian said the key point in a concise and continually, and continued: "But Zhou Qishen was at a disadvantage from the beginning. Even if he was exhausted, Zhuang Qiu wanted to waste him to death."

Meng Weixi didn't say anything for a long time, sat upright, looking thoughtful.

He heard news from Beijing in Qinghai. He also paid attention to Zhao Xiyin's behavior, and he should have no idea. Meng Wei guessed Zhuang Qiu's thoughts accurately. He really wanted to deal with Zhou Qishen, so he would not. In terms of strength, Zhuang Qiu's surname was not on the same level as him. As a result of both sides being injured, Zhuang Qiu himself was also seriously injured.

It is purely to add to the trouble, to dispel Zhou Qishen and vent the hatred in his heart.

After Guan Qian finished the report, he waited for Meng Weixi to speak.

It was thought that with the love, hatred and affection of these two ancestors, Meng Weixi should help Zhuang Qiu with his help, completely making Zhou Qishen unhappy. But in the forty minutes when the car drove to the company, he did not express a word.

Before getting off the car, I suddenly said: "Contact Qi Yuming, I want to meet Lawyer Qi."

——

In the afternoon of the same day, a detention center in Xicheng.

Gu Heping and Lao Cheng were finally able to meet Zhou Qishen.

It wasn't that I couldn't see you before, but Zhou Qishen had never wanted to see you. Gu Heping came up and scolded you smoothly, "You are so great! You are so capable, right? You don't see each other and don't say anything. What, do you want to be immortal or do you really want to be sentenced to ten or eight years to squat to Pingding Mountain!"

Zhou Qishen was happy when he said that he was happy, his eyebrows were flying slanted, and his spirit was very comfortable.

Lao Cheng looked at him and didn't change his uniform, but he was still wearing his own clothes. Zhou Qishen should have said hello. Except for being thinner, he still looked handsome and had no sluggish temperament.

Lao Cheng threw a cigarette over and said, "Smoke it, everything has been arranged, and the surveillance camera has also been turned off."
To be continued...