Chapter 133

The next day, accompanied by Lu Zhanshen, Qiao came to Zhou Chuyan's ward again.

The check in her hand was a huge sum of 50 million yuan given to her by Lu Zhanshen.

Lu Zhanshen said that she once owed Zhou Chuyan's kindness, and he would be clean for her.

But how could the so-called kindness compare with this expensive check?

Joe stares at Zhou Chuyan on the hospital bed at night. He uses one word to describe his poverty.

Once young and vigorous, once vigorous, once the public attention, that has become the past.

A big fire, destroyed all the buildings.

Who can predict the changes of life?

"50 million? Hehe, is he really generous? "Ha ha..." Zhou Chuyan's intermittent laughter, listening to the pale and desolate, he pulled out a tearing voice, "this 5000, I will not want, I will never want, you take it back to him."

The fire in Zhou's factory can be said to have blown up the whole Jiangcheng city. Such a heavy degree of casualties is absolutely unprecedented.

The cause of the fire has not yet been announced, but it is said that more than 100 people were killed because the factory reconstructed the plane layout without authorization, thus destroying the entire safe evacuation passage.

This also means that as the manager of the factory, Zhou Chuyan's father, has unshirkable legal responsibility.

The pressure of public opinion and the condemnation of society can really crush people.

Zhou Chuyan knew that the reason why his father chose the road of no return was that he could not bear the torture of conscience and did not dare to face the families of the victims.

But what about him? Now that all this is overstocked on him, what should he do? He's dying, too.

Qiao wanwan called softly: "Zhou Chuyan..."

"Do you know why I don't? Because in my heart, this 50 million is you lie under him day and night, is that way you exchange! It's a complete shame to me

Zhou Chuyan's eyes were red with blood, and a drop of hot tears slowly flowed down and penetrated into the white sheets.

How can Lu Zhanshen ask for such money? How could he!

Even if he is down in such a field, even if he can't turn over all his life, Zhou Chuyan still has his own self-esteem and pride!

Qiao wanwan picked up the check on the ground and thrust it into Zhou Chuyan's hand again: "I lie under him day and night. That's my willingness, because he is my husband, because I like him. The 50 million is that he sincerely wants to help you. Why do you have to say that? Now it's more important to solve the immediate problems. "

She also knew that overnight, he had lost everything, and he had so many lives on his back that he couldn't bear them in his heart.

He is only one year older than her, he has not graduated from University, he is so young!

"Ha ha... Ha ha..." Zhou Chuyan just sneered. Gradually, he burst into tears.

At the door of the ward, Lu Zhanshen walked in and stood in front of the sickbed, looking at the man with an indifferent face: "can't you stand it? A fire killed more than 20 people. Are you going to ignore them? Or do you want to learn from your father, leave this mess behind and die, and you'll be done? "

Hearing this, Zhou Chuyan squeezed his fist and said angrily, "Lu Zhanshen! Have you said enough? How are you? Why do you insult my father

"Boss Zhou, come out to do business, who doesn't fall several times? Who doesn't kowtow? Lu Zhanshen didn't give the 50 million yuan to you. I'm waiting for you to double it in the future. If you don't want the Zhou family's factory to be despised forever, you should act like a man and do what you should do instead of lying here trying to die. "

What he said made Zhou Chuyan speechless and made him understand more clearly that the gap between him and Lu Zhanshen is not only about age and status, but also about experience, details, bearing and too many things.

Joe gently holds the hand of the man beside him at night. He is very grateful.

Such Lu Zhanshen, she really likes it. She really likes it more and more

In addition to the 50 million checks, last night, she overheard him calling to account for his people, trying to find a way to calm the public opinion about the fire.

She didn't ask him for help, and he didn't have to wade through the muddy water, but he decided to help.

The short silence was broken by the trample of high heels, and Fang Yurou and her daughter came to the ward.

Fang Yurou gave a cold smile when she saw Qiao wanwan, but when she looked deep at Shanglu, she quickly restrained her expression. At the beginning, Lu Zhanshen almost killed her daughter. Fang Yurou didn't dare to provoke such a cold-blooded and gloomy man!

In contrast, Fang Xiaoxi's expression at the moment was full of guilt. When she came to the hospital bed, she bent down slightly and held Zhou Chuyan's hand: "Chuyan, are you ok? I'm sorry... I'm just here now. "

Seeing this, Qiao is quite surprised. Fang Xiaoxi looks at Zhou Chuyan with emotion.

Fang Yurou pulls her daughter aside and looks coldly at Zhou Chuyan: "Chuyan, you'd better take good care of yourself in the hospital. As for the wedding, I don't think so. I don't think I need to say more about the current situation of your Zhou family. As a mother, I want to marry Xiaoxi to you. Isn't that pushing her into the fire pit? "

"Ma!"

"What to shout? Tell him as soon as possible. Anyway, you didn't get the certificate."

Holding Fang Xiaoxi's wrist, Fang Yurou continued: "our mother and daughter are helpless now. We can't help you at all about your Zhou family. Well, we Xiaoxi have been dragged down by you. However, for the sake of our family's long acquaintance, I don't care about the reputation loss. "

Fang Yurou turns to look at Qiao late at night, mouth smoked, hold a stomach of words, but in front of Lu Zhanshen's face, she dare not say directly.

Damned girl, she really found such a backer!

"It's too late, isn't it? You're very proud to see Xiaoxi like this, aren't you? Don't mention aunt Fang didn't remind you that Qiao's group is your father's whole life's hard work. You just hand it over to outsiders. At that time, ah... When you cry. "

Lu Zhanshen keeps Qiao behind him. He looks at Fang Yurou coldly. Before saying a word, Fang Yurou shrinks her neck and steps back: "President Lu... I, I..."

"Come on, don't be the same person as this. Let's go." Joe takes Lu Zhanshen's hand and leaves the ward.

However, Fang Yurou's last words have been echoing in her ears.
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