Chapter 17

"What are you crying for, little girl? Dad is fine. Don't be sad. Don't cry. " Zhou Tinghao is still smiling and his warm face is warm.

"Dad, it's no use being a daughter. You're suffering. What's wrong with your face?" At the thought that Zhou Tinghao is over half a hundred years old and wants to spend the night in this detention house, Zhou Manchun's heart is filled with panic.

"No, my baby daughter is great. She has become a doctor now and will save more people in the future. My face is OK. I fell in the bathroom accidentally when I went to take a bath last night. Don't worry too much. Dad doesn't hurt." Zhou Tinghao said with a smile that he did not show any fatigue at all.

Zhou family two wanted to train Zhou Manchun to be a pianist. She was very talented, so she learned faster than other people. But Zhou Manchun didn't follow the route planned by her parents. Now, she has a little regret.

"Dad, it's my daughter who is unfilial. I will not let you suffer any more." Zhou Manchun's tears flowed down. She would rather be herself in the detention center.

Zhou Tinghao wanted to say something else, but the voice in the phone suddenly stopped. It turned out that the call time was up.

The staff in the detention center soon came up and took Zhou Tinghao away. Zhou Manchun was crying in situ.

In the monitoring room, on the huge screen, the picture was fixed at that moment. Jin Beisen sat silent, beside him was a paunchy chief. The chief was even more nervous than the prisoners in the prison at the moment.

Zhou Manchun, it's painful, right? Now it's just the beginning!

Jin Beisen was born with a kind of King's arrogance. Ordinary people dare not even approach him, and it's sad to talk with him.

"What happened to this man?" Jin Beisen's thin lips raised a vicious arc and asked deliberately.

"His company has a financial loophole, and he has been reported to have manipulated the stock market without permission. People from the CSRC and the supervision office are investigating him at the same time." The director quietly reported.

"Take good care of him. No one is allowed to take him away." Jin Beisen's calm explanation of the way, but his eyes become dark and evil.

"Yes." The director agreed.

Out of the detention center, the wind outside is very strong. Zhou man tightens his tight clothes, but his heart aches fiercely.

It must be that God is joking with her. She will almost lose everything. Will the Zhou family fall like this?

More than 20 years ago, Zhou Tinghao started Zhous group from scratch. He has been diligent and devoted to everything. Under the leadership of Zhou Tinghao, Zhous group has developed very well. But in recent years, due to a huge financial crisis, the company's business has declined all the way, and zhoutinghao has broken his heart.

The Zhou family, founded by his father through hard work, will fall down like this? At the thought of this, Zhou Manchun raised her eyes and looked at the vast sea of people in front of her. Her heart was only confused.

The heart has been troubled to the extreme, the mobile phone in the bag is like a life-threatening chain of urging, one by one making phone calls.

"Hello, Xiao Chun, where are you? It's just like you. " Weng's quiet voice came from his mobile phone. Tonight, the Dean invited everyone in the cardiology department to have dinner.

"Sister Weng, I'm coming. There's a traffic jam." Zhou Manchun tells a lie, her eyes are still red.

"Well, come on. It's important to have dinner tonight. Don't be late." Weng told quietly and carefully.