Chapter 121.1

"What happened?" She kept recording the old woman's words in her hands. When she saw the old woman pause, the female reporter held out her hand and patted the old woman gently on her bent back.

The old woman raised her hand to wipe her tears. Her dry hand trembled and took out several old and broken pieces of RMB 100 yuan from her old trousers.

"God damn it! There are only a few pieces of compensation, even half of my grandson's tuition fees can not afford! Some of them are too broken to use! " The old women are trembling with popularity.

"Grandma, don't cry, don't cry! Hao Hao will pick up the bottles and sell them by himself. I don't want to go to school. I will take care of my grandmother at home. " The little boy cried and cried, but he had a strong look on his tender and tearful face. He tried to stand on tiptoe to raise his young body, and his thin yellow hand tried to stretch out to dry his grandmother's tears.

"Xin's enterprise is too bullying!" The tragic picture pricked the hearts of all the people present, and immediately a voice of indignation sounded, causing a chorus.

"Even if the person in charge ran away with money, would a company as big as Sinclair's still have less money? It's obvious that Xin's company is bullying the orphans and widows, perfunctory and irresponsible! "

"What happened?" As soon as He Tian came out, he saw many reporters clenching their fists. His face was full of indignation, and his heart suddenly felt bad.

Xin Zezhao pursed his lips and saw all of a sudden the old and young people surrounded by reporters. The old woman's old RMB was slowly scattered on the ground with the old woman's wailing and painful action, but no one took the opportunity to pick it up.

He Yalin followed Xin Zezhao's eyes and saw the desolate feeling of loneliness, weakness and helplessness all over the ground. She walked with a caring face.

When she came to the old woman, she bent slightly. She wanted to help her, but she saw the ragged and messy clothes on the old woman. She couldn't help but draw back her hand. He Yalin drooped her eyes slightly to hide her disgust.

"What's the matter with you, old man? How to sit on the ground, the ground is cold, you'd better get up. " Forced to endure disgust, he Yalin soft voice to advise.

When the old woman saw he Yalin with gorgeous clothes and delicate face, she knew that the girl in front of her was a rich family. She was moved and embarrassed.

"Good lady, thank you for your concern for me, but I won't leave here if I don't get the justice I deserve today! For nothing else, for my poor grandson. "

When he Yalin heard the old woman's words, her face changed slightly, and her gentle expression became a little stiff: "what kind of justice are you looking for?"

The old woman was slightly stunned. Her dry and dark lips were gently pursed. She wanted to say something, but she was robbed by the reporter who couldn't see her eyes.

"Mr. Xin, the old man's broken money is what you said to be responsible for the accident? Is that too chilling? "

"What money?" Xin Zezhao grabs the key, frowns and looks at the people present.

The little boy who sobbed beside the old woman was filled with hate when he heard the reporter's words, raised his tender face and clear eyes.

He released his little hand that held the old lady's sleeve, clenched his fists, bit his lips and hit Xin Zezhao. His clenched fists were still waving.

"It's you bad guys who make Grandma sad!"

The sudden scene did not make Xin Zezhao's expressionless face have any strange look, just let the little boy vent his emotions, and the calm of the parties did not let the scene be controlled, on the contrary, it made the scene more boiling.

He Yalin was annoyed to see the little boy boldly pounce on Xin Zezhao. However, considering her own image and the reporters on the scene, she had to bend her mouth and force a smile: "children, it's wrong to hit people like this!"

However, the little boy completely ignored he Yalin's gentle voice, clenched his fists and hammered Xin Zezhao's long, straight legs.

"Kill you! Kill you! You return my grandfathe