After getting rid of the abandoned factory, Yang Chen continued to get in the car. Zhuo Meier didn't speak much all the way.

"What's the matter with you?" Yang Chen said, "the people behind the scenes have been dug out. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"How can I be happy?" Zhuo Meier sighed and said, "I didn't stay at home long. My mother only wanted to play cards. It was Fu Hui's family who took me to play. Really, I treated Fu Hui as my own father. Unexpectedly, he wanted to kill me."

"Human nature is the thing that can't stand the test." Yang Chen said, "isn't it in your father's face that he treats you well? In this world, without interests, who will treat who sincerely? "

"Boss, I know you really treat me." Zhuomer suddenly said.

"Aren't you afraid? What's my purpose?" Yang Chen asked.

"Covet my beauty?" Dromel smiled.

"Fuck you." Yang Chen smiled and scolded. He felt that Zhuo Meier's heart knot seemed to be slowly opening.

Originally, Yang Chen thought that as a veteran of the zhuomer family company, his family was at least the bottom of the villa, but the place where zhuomer came was another surprise to Yang Chen.

This is a very old community. It can be seen from the outer wall of the house. It is an old community for at least 20 years.

The security guard at the door was just a man in his 60s, hunched over and holding a half burned five yuan cigarette in his mouth. He saw Zhuo Meier driving here and didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Is your father in arrears with this salary every day?" Yang Chen asked.

"Wool, except for wages and share dividends, his assets can at least rank among the top 200 in Beijing." Zhuomer said.

"It's really tight to live in such a place with so much money." Yang Chen said incomprehensibly, "why do you make so much money?"

"How do you know that he only has this suite?" Zhuomer said.

"Oh? Does he have a house somewhere else? " Yang Chen asked.

Zhuo Meier shook his head: "I don't know, but he did live in this house for a long time. When I was young, I played in his community."

"Go up. The more people who are good at superficial Kung Fu, the more careful they should be." Yang Chen said.

"I just want him to admit to killing me." Drommel said, "but I don't want to kill him."

"What do you want to do?" Yang Chen asked.

"Force him to quit the company." Zhuo Meier said, "I will never have anything to do with him in the future."

"In fact, you had nothing to do with him." Yang Chen said.

When they got out of the car, they walked towards a unit building. This is an old house and there is no elevator installed. However, with their physical strength, it is relatively easy to climb the fifth floor.

"Here we are." Zhuo Meier stopped at the door and said, "boss, I'm a little nervous. What should I do?"

"What are you nervous about?" Yang Chen asked.

"I'm afraid he admitted to killing me. I don't know what to do." Zhuomer answered honestly.

"You were in the car just now. Didn't you say it well?" Yang Chen said, "why don't you know what to do?"

"You don't understand." Zhuomer looked at the door, hesitated for a long time and said, "why don't we go?"

"Go? Are you kidding? " Yang Chen said, "it's all here. You have to solve this matter sooner or later, because it's not about you alone. Maybe even the cause of your father's death has something to do with him?"

At the mention of his father, Zhuo Meier seemed to strengthen his faith. He decisively rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

A woman's voice came from the door. The woman opened the door and saw Zhuo Meier with a smile on her face: "Oh, Xiaomei is coming."

Yang Chen almost laughed when she heard this name.

"Aunt Qiu, I'm so old. Can you stop calling me this name?" Zhuo Meier said rather embarrassed.

"What's the matter? So big, it's not my little beauty? " Said the woman.

Yang Chen looked at the woman with silver hair and some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her spirit was pretty good.

It seemed that she realized that Yang Chen was staring at herself. The woman also looked at Yang Chen and asked curiously, "Xiaomei, who is this?"

"Oh, he is my good brother. His name is Yang Chen." Zhuo Meier then introduced Yang Chen: "she is aunt Qiu and has taken care of me since childhood."

"Hello, aunt Qiu." Yang Chen said politely.

"Xiaomei, who has always been very introverted, can make him a good brother. That must be very good to him." Aunt Qiu said, "come in and sit down."

Yang Chen followed Zhuo Meier into the room and saw that the layout in the room was also very simple, and the furniture was basically old-fashioned.

"Oh, here comes Xiao Zhuo?"

A man with white temples was sitting on the sofa watching with a newspaper. When he saw dromel coming, he didn't get up and said with a smile, "what brings you here?"

"Uncle Fu." Zhuo Meier shouted and said casually, "it's nothing. I just miss aunt Qiu, so come and have a look."

"Really?" Fu Hui said with a smile, "you're welcome to come with us. I miss you, aunt Qiu. Come at any time and take this place as your own home."

"Well, I know." Zhuomer said.

Aunt Qiu has changed her clothes. She said with a smile, "you sit and talk first. I'll go out to buy vegetables."

"Didn't Ali go shopping? What are you going to do? " Fu Hui said.

"Ali doesn't know Xiaomei's taste. I have to buy it myself." Aunt Qiu said.

"Why bother?" Fu Hui said impatiently, "just call Ali directly?"

"No, she's almost on her way back at this point. I won't let her come again." Aunt Qiu smiled and went out.

"Who is Ali?" Yang Chen asked.

"It's my nanny, a college student who has just graduated for half a year." Fu Hui said with a smile, "the child is very honest and diligent. He is deeply loved by your aunt Qiu."

"College students just graduated to be nannies?" Yang Chen frowned.

"Young man, do you despise the job of nanny?" Fu Hui said, "my salary is several times that of the outside world, and I mainly take care of your aunt Qiu. For a college student, it should not be a loss?"

"No loss." Yang Chen said with a smile, "don't you have children?"

"Boss, uncle Fu has a son who is currently studying abroad." Dromel explained.

"Xiao Zhuo, you and my son haven't seen each other for a long time. He will come back this year for the Chinese New Year. Your father is gone. Come to us for the Chinese new year?" Fu Hui said.

"It's still early for the new year." Yang Chen said with a smile, "but Zhuo Meier is going to celebrate the new year with me."

"With you?" Fu Hui looked at Yang Chen puzzled.

"Yes, he's afraid you'll poison him." Yang Chen picked Mingdao directly.