Chapter 686

Ming family retired for more than 20 years. On this afternoon, he was suddenly pushed by a mysterious force into the hot search of Parma social network.

Even if the shoemaker family retired, its family industry still has a great influence in Parma.

Nowadays, the younger generation have never heard of Mingjia, but as long as they mention some brand shoes, they can resonate with many people.

The information exposed on the Internet is very simple. The Ming family forced the ambassadors of friendly countries to compensate for the loss caused by the fire in the cultural park.

Pama netizens active in the front line:???

Man Xi: is Ming family retarded?

Miao: the Cultural Park's loss should be compensated by the ambassadors of friendly countries. The Ming family should not sell shoes, they should sell the country.

The country owes me a king Jingze: as a matter of fact, is the burning of the Cultural Park caused by the ambassadors of friendly countries?

Laozi doesn't want to go to work: according to the grapevine, it's said that senior Burmese people visit the Cultural Park in a low-key way. After the fire, the Ming family wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail Taisui, but it hit Taisui.

For a time, the Internet against the Ming family was rampant.

In the information age, there is no escape.

The Ming family has become the target of public criticism, and even the houses hidden in the deep alleys of the old city have been stripped out.

Mingzhi held an emergency family meeting at 2:30 p.m., and the whole Ming family was in dire straits.

The Sheikh's court has issued a death order. If we can't get people out of the police station today, the Ming family will be ready to accept state sanctions.

The current chieftain, Changning Yuanhang, is a vigorous and resolute leader, and he does what he says.

Ming Zhiyuan had to change into Zhongshan suit for the sake of his family's long-term foundation. Accompanied by the housekeeper, he went to the district police station to invite someone.

There is no room for maneuver.

Sitting in the car, Ming Zhiyuan seems to be ten years old and more and more tired.

At this time, the housekeeper of the co pilot received a number of refund messages, and lamented, "Sir, the information on the Internet can't be removed. The public relations company has returned the money."

Mingzhiyuan opened his eyes and said with a self mocking smile, "I'm afraid my Ming family's reputation will be destroyed."

The housekeeper looked back at the back seat and suggested, "master, we'll make sure she set the fire. Maybe we can have a fight."

"Fight?" Ming Zhiyuan repeated his words with a long sigh, "how can we fight? She's dansili of Myanmar. Don't you know who dares to slander the ambassador of the diplomatic countries at the risk of great criticism. Even if she did it, I have to Bend, bend, recognize, mistake. "

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ming's Passat car stopped in front of the police station.

Mingzhiyuan leans out of the car and falters.

Reporters outside the police station rushed to see him, and the questions were acrimonious.

"Mr. Ming, did you personally instruct the police station to frame the ambassadors of friendly countries this time?"

"Mr. Ming Zhiyuan, why does Mingjia have so many industries that it has not published its annual financial report in recent years?"

"Mr. Ming, I heard that the deputy director of the police station was ordered by you to detain the Burmese state of dansili without evidence. Could you give me a positive answer about this?"

"Master Ming..."

Reporters surrounded Ming Zhiyuan and his family at the gate of the police station. The Ming drivers came forward to maintain order, but the effect was very little.

Ming Zhiyuan couldn't move a step, and his blood was surging up. He wanted to find a crack to get in.

Such a scene is undoubtedly a great shame to him.

Fortunately, the police came to remove the reporter, and the scene was in chaos.

At this time, the police station auxiliary road slowly came three black guste, the moment the serial number plate appeared, it attracted the attention of the reporter.

When the car stopped, the bodyguard got out of the car and opened the rear doors of the three cars.

The first one to cross the legs from the head car is the majestic Shang Zonghai dressed in gray Tang costume.

The reporters' fingers, trying to press the shutter, froze.

What happened to the head of the first family of Parma?!

Then, in the second car, Shang Yu, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, leans out.

The reporters quietly hid the equipment in their hands.

Mr. Shang, who dares to shoot

Finally, Shanglu, a handsome and charming man, appeared from the third car in a T-shirt and jeans.

The three masters of the Shang family are here.

What is this for?

Shang Zonghai holds the beads in one hand, pushes his glasses, and walks with Shang Yu and Shang Lu in the setting sun.

Groups of reporters spontaneously gave way to the two sides of the road, and saluted the three people.

At the end of the front, under the steps of the police station, mingzhiyuan covers his chest and gasps with the help of the housekeeper.

He regretted that he didn't take his bodyguard to travel today. He wanted to make a low-key apology and ask Li Qiao to leave. As a result I didn't expect that the reporter had the audacity to stay at the police station.

In a flash, Shang Zonghai comes to Ming Zhiyuan. He carries the Buddhist beads with one hand behind him, and twists them gently with the other hand. "Don't worry, old man."Mingzhi is over 80 years old. People who have been in contact with him for many years will give him a good name of charity and peace.

But this situation, he glared, his eyes are Tengteng firelight, "Shang Zonghai, today all this can be arranged by you?"

Mingzhi can't forget what Shang Zonghai did to the Ming family 30 years ago.

He even secretly hated Ming Dailan more than once. It was her beauty who brought disaster to the Ming family.

In the face of the old man's undisguised hatred, Shang Zonghai looked back at the reporters' badges, "there are many official media directly under the chieftain. If I can arrange for them, how can I let my girl be framed and imprisoned by you."

It's an understatement, but it's very informative.

A reporter smelled the smell of conspiracy, stepped forward, tentatively asked: "business owners, you come to the police station today is..."

Shang Zong Hai Lang said with a smile: "of course, I'm here to pick up my children."

Later, without waiting for the reporter to ask again, he bowed his lips again, "everyone, if the master Ming is not in good health, why don't you sell me a thin noodle, and wait for him to invite my girl out, and then you interview me again, OK?"

Reporters are all elite, echoed his suggestion.

The farce in front of the police station seems to be that Shang Zonghai has solved the siege of Ming Zhiyuan, but in fact, he has completely trampled on the owner of the Ming family.

One is noble, and the other is late.

Ming Zhiyuan's temple jumps suddenly and his old face turns red. He looks at the hypocritical Shang Zonghai and walks into the police station with a cold hum.

In the detention room, mingzhiyuan stands in front of Li Qiao, his turbid eyes become more and more trance.

Time for many years, he almost thought Jing Yilan resurrected.

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, not for a moment, not let go of any subtle changes on his face, "master Ming, you seem surprised to see me?"

Mingzhiyuan took away all the exposed emotions for a second and said, "my child, this time it's my Ming family that is wrong. I misunderstood you. No matter what the reason, I'm willing to bear all the mistakes."

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