182: C182 Zhou Mingzhi's Death

C182 Zhou Mingzhi's Death

3It was already very late. When the two of them returned home, they stuck to their pillows and fell into a deep sleep.

"Stay at home for the next two days,

You are not allowed to go there, do you hear? "

Wei Ying said with a frown after washing up. She looked at Zhao Feng, who was already dressed, on the sofa.

Zhao Feng thought about it, the problem with the funds had already been solved, there were no more troubles with Wei Group, and whether he could come out or not did not have much of an impact on Wei Ying.

"Alright, then go home early. I'll prepare some food for you."

Wei Ying snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

A woman was a creature that held a grudge. Last night, she was angry at Zhao Feng and it was likely that she would not let it go for a short time.

Watching Wei Ying's slim figure disappearing at the door, Zhao Feng stretched his back. At this moment, his phone rang. Looking at Liu Xiaodi's two or three words, Zhao Feng picked up the phone.

"Hey, Little Di, what's up!"

"Zhao Feng, the Zhou Mingzhi you fought last night is dead."

"What did you say? That's impossible!"

Zhao Feng was very sure about the severity of his attack. Although his attack was a bit too heavy, he could only let the other party stay in the hospital for two days at most.

"Tell me in detail what you know."

"I'm not too sure about what I know. I only know that Zhou Mingzhi was sent to the hospital last night and the news of his death spread very early today."

Zhao Feng hung up the phone. There was definitely something wrong with the phone. He had to go out and figure out what was going on, otherwise, it would bring him a lot of trouble.

In the Donghai City First Hospital, a middle-aged man stood within a ward, looking at the covered corpse, and took a deep breath on the cigar in his mouth. The corners of his eyes were somewhat moist.

"Find out who hurt my son. I will make his family pay with their lives."

He had always doted on his only son, but this morning,

However, he had received news that Zhou Mingzhi was dead.

A bewitching woman walked to his side, swallowed her saliva, and said carefully: "Director Zhou! Wise! He told me yesterday that the person who beat him up is in the VIP private room of the Eastsea Hotel.

Zhou Jincheng gazed at the woman with a gaze as sharp as a sword, "Ming Zhi told you about the Eastsea Hotel, hmph! "Someone, drag this woman down and ask her the truth."

Two burly bodyguards grabbed the woman and dragged her out of the room.

"Director Zhou, what are you doing? It's none of my business! "

"..."

With regards to Zhou Mingzhi's death, Zhou Jincheng had long come to the conclusion from the doctor's mouth that the blood vessels in his brain had ruptured.

At the beginning, when he saw the gauze covering Li Mingzhi's corpse, he only thought that he was beaten up, but the woman's words just now exposed something else.

Since Zhou Mingzhi had the time to call this woman and even talked to her, it meant that Zhou Mingzhi was fine in the beginning. As for why he died later on, he already had a guess.

Not even half an hour later, a youth dressed in black walked in and respectfully said to Zhou Pengcheng, "Boss, I've already asked. It was Young Master who was bored yesterday and called this woman over. He died from excitement."

"Have you asked about her sinking into the sea at the Eastsea Hotel?"

The black-clothed youth nodded. "Yes, boss. The private box that Young Master was beaten up in was reserved by Wei Ying."

"Wei Group, do you really think that I, Zhou, am so easily bullied? Ming Zhi, you go first. Before long, your entire Wei Family will be buried with you. "

If someone else were to hear this, they might not believe it. However, the black robed youth beside him shivered. Only he understood how terrifying the power of his own boss was.

"Dong Dong Dong"

"Hello, we have a doctor here who wishes to examine the cause of death of the patient. May I know if it's convenient for you to come in?"

Zhou Jincheng snorted: "No need, I already know."

Outside the door, a nurse with big eyes looked at Zhao Feng behind her and said helplessly, "Dr. Zhao, I can't do anything about this. The patient's family doesn't agree."

Zhao Feng nodded, "Thank you, Little Sun. Go back to your work!"

Just as he was about to approach the corpse in a different way, the door suddenly opened and a middle-aged man with a frosty expression walked out. A young man in black also followed behind him.

"Zhang Tong, you go inform all the decorators. Other than Fatty Huang, no one else is allowed to renovate the Wei family. I think they will understand."

Zhao Feng felt weird listening to it at the side. The person who just spoke should be Zhou Jincheng. Why did he leave it to a decorator of the Wei family?

There must be something wrong with this. He did not believe that a veteran of a shopping mall like Zhou Jincheng would do something like retaliating with virtue.

After finding a quiet corner, Zhao Feng gave Liu Xiaodi a call.

"Zhao Feng, how is it? Did you figure out the cause of Zhou Mingzhi's death? "

As soon as she received the phone, Liu Xiaodi's impatient voice could be heard.

Zhao Feng's heart warmed, "No, I want to ask if you know a decorator named Fatty Huang."

"Fatty Huang? How do you know him? "

Liu Xiaodi's voice was full of surprise, she obviously didn't understand that Zhao Feng knew this person.

"I heard from Zhou Jincheng just now that all the decorators in the city are not allowed to engage in the business of the Wei family's two buildings, except for this Fatty Huang."

Liu Xiaodi quickly said, "No, Wei Ying definitely can't do business with Fatty Huang. This Fatty Huang, his real name isn't Huang but rather due to his style. None of the female bosses who have cooperated with him can escape from him alive."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng instantly understood what Zhou Jincheng meant. He only had the wrong name and didn't use the wrong nickname. Zhou Jincheng's thought process was very obvious.

However, since his reputation was so poor, Wei Ying probably wouldn't choose to work with him!

When he returned home at night, he saw Wei Ying sitting on the sofa with a face full of frost. Zhao Feng's heart tightened.

"Where did you go?"

Zhao Feng put down the vegetables in his hands. He didn't expect Wei Ying to arrive home before him. "I went out to buy vegetables. You came back so early. I haven't finished cooking yet."

Wei Ying snorted coldly, "Zhao Feng, you bastard, you've learnt to lie now."

No matter how useless Zhao Feng was in the past, he wouldn't lie to her. But today, something happened at the company and she had already returned home by noon.

Zhao Feng sat beside Wei Ying and hugged her.

"Wei Ying, are you in a bad mood? Tell me, I might be able to help you. "

Wei Ying immediately broke away from Zhao Feng's hug, "You bastard, it's good enough that you don't cause trouble for me. If you dare to take a step out of the house within three days, don't come back."

Zhao Feng felt upset. Where did he go today? Wasn't it because of her, Wei Ying, who was busy doing all sorts of things? Yet, she had heard such heart-wrenching words.0

"I know."

Wei Ying snorted coldly and turned around to return to her room. The moment she closed the door, tears started rolling down her face.

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