According to the address that Qin Yanmo gave, the police quickly contacted the local police.
Qin Yanmo sat in the interrogation room and looked at his watch. It was 1 o'clock Beijing time and 12 o'clock local time in East Timor.
Qu Zhong and Han Yue had already fallen asleep while hugging each other.
Their child was carefully placed on a nearby cot, and the three-year-old had to bite his pacifier to sleep.
The door was roughly kicked open, and the child was the first to cry.
Qu Zhong immediately sat up, furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the few men who had broken into the door, then impatiently said: "What are you guys doing!? Be careful that I call the police! "
The leader of the group put his ID in front of him. His eyes were sharp and his Chinese was not very accurate. "We are the police."
Han Yue hid behind Qu Zhong in fear, not daring to say a single word. She didn't even think about going over to comfort her child.
Qu Zhong could not understand their words, and disdainfully said: "We have not committed any crime, so what right do you have to arrest me as you please?"
The leader was unwilling to speak nonsense with him, so he gave a meaningful glance to his opponents, who stepped forward and subdued Qu Zhong and Han Yue with brute force.
"What are you guys doing!?" Let me go! " Han Yue kept screaming miserably, and the child's painful cries became more shrill each time.
They were kept in detention for a day by the local police, not knowing why they had been caught, not knowing what was going on in the outside world, and they didn't speak the local language, which no one could understand in Chinese.
He could only spend the night in prison.
"Hubby, nothing will happen to us, right?" Han Yue trembled in Qu Zhong's embrace, her eyes filled with tears, "If something happens to us, what will the child do?"
Qu Zhong pressed Han Yue's head into her chest, her voice trembling from fear: "Don't worry, it will be fine. We just need to contact our family, and they will come and bail us out."
On the next day, Qu Zhong and Han Yue were still sound asleep when they were woken up.
The guard kept hitting the iron door with his truncheon, letting out an extremely loud clanging sound. Many prisoners were so frightened that they started to curse loudly.
A new face, whom they had not seen last night, came into their cell and said in extremely pure Chinese, "Mr. Qu, Miss Han, it's time to return home."
Qu Zhong's face immediately became pale, his lips kept moving up and down fighting: "What, what do you mean? I bought a ticket to go abroad. "
That person suddenly laughed, "You've been here for so long already, but you still don't know what's going on in the country?"
Qu Zhong glared at him with slight hostility.
"You'll know when you get home." That person mysteriously smiled, and his smile was full of unspeakable joy at his misfortune. "The scene must be very spectacular."
The two were forced out of the cell and on board the plane.
The man poured them a glass of wine.
"Where's my child?" Qu Zhong asked.
"This." The man placed the three-year-old in Qu Zhong's hands.
Last night was the first time he left his parents. He hadn't slept a single night, and his eyes were swollen and red. From time to time, he would even choke a bit.
Just as Qu Zhong hugged him, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
The man looked at his watch and revealed an obscure smile. "We'll arrive at our destination in forty-five minutes. You'd better take this opportunity to sleep, or you won't have another chance."
Qu Zhong still hadn't figured out the deeper meaning behind his words when a feeling of drowsiness engulfed him like the sea.
At the same time, the police were holding a meeting with the Press conferences.
"Sheriff Liu, may I ask if you have heard about the murder of Master Qu?"
"Qu Zhong wasn't killed. He's still alive."
When these words were spoken, the entire audience burst into an uproar.
"Chief Liu, what do you mean by that!?"
"For some reason, Qu Zhong sneaked into East Timor. With the help of the East Timorese police, we have already caught Qu Zhong. In forty-five minutes, we will be at Qingshan Airport to meet up with the East Timor police."
"Is what you said true!?" Some of the younger reporters asked in disbelief.
"I'm holding a press conference on behalf of all the police in F City. What's the point of lying to me?"
"What about the Mr. Qin?"
"Mr. Qin was wronged, innocent."
"Does Mr. Qin know that Young Master Qu is still alive?"
"It was only because he provided us with the relevant information that we were able to catch Qu Zhong." Sheriff Liu's face was unwavering. Just by standing there, he's convinced. "
"The reason why he didn't report Qu Zhong earlier was because he thought that Qu Zhong's father's health was not good, and was afraid that he would be angered to death."
"But Qu Zhong has not returned for a long time, he has no choice but to tell us the truth."
A senior reporter from a well-known Chinese newspaper stood up and asked in an elegant and rational manner, "Can we go to Mr. Qu Qu later?"
"That's fine," Sheriff Liu said sternly. "We welcome all walks of life to cooperate with the police."
The press conference was broadcasted live by television stations, and many people in the country sat in front of their television sets to watch the proceedings.
Including Crooked Father and Shi Xingcan.
The veins on Crooked Father's body stood on end. kohlrabi fructus, who had always doted on her son, also had a grave expression on her face.
"If what the police said is true …?"
Crooked Father's face was so dark that it could drip water. He gnashed his teeth and said, "They've already said it in front of the entire country, where did 'if' come from? That unfilial son of his was smuggled out of the country! "
While they were talking, the reporters and police officers had already rushed to Qingshan airport.
Qu Zhong got off the plane in a daze. He was originally sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by someone. Once he got off the plane, he saw that it was a sea of people.
"It's really Qu Zhong!" The shrill voice of a young reporter was especially clear.
"He even has a child on his hands!"
"Who's that woman behind you?" Did he buy a wife in East Timor? "
The flash kept taking pictures of him.
Qu Zhong dripped a drop of cold sweat, not knowing what was happening.
Han Yue walked to him with trembling legs. "Hubby, what's going on?"
Her voice was loud, and some of the sharp-eared ones had already heard it.
"That woman called him husband."
"Could the child in Qu Zhong's hands be an illegitimate child?"
"Oh my god, time home said that Qin Yanmo and Shi Xingcan's relationship is not pure, they wouldn't be kneeling down and licking Qu Family right?"
Under the obstruction of the police, although the reporters had taken the photos, none of them were able to interview Qu Zhong.
Crooked Father, who was watching everything on television, slammed the teacup in his hand onto the ground fiercely. "This unfilial son!"
kohlrabi fructus stepped forward and advised, "Calm down … Husband! "What's wrong with you!"
Crooked Father's face flushed red, his expression painful as he clutched his chest, his eyes wide, unable to say a single word.
kohlrabi fructus screamed: "Men! Someone come quickly! "
Hearing movements, Shi Xingcan immediately went downstairs, and when she saw Crooked Father, he immediately ordered a servant to call 120!
A furious roar woke up the dazed crowd.
Everyone sent Crooked Father to the hospital in a flurry, and in that moment, no one bothered to care about the Qu Zhong who had been sent back home.
Qin Yanmo successfully exited the detention cell, without leaving any unfavorable records behind.
"Go to the internet and buy some trolls. Bring a wave with you." Qin Yanmo looked at his phone, and lightly instructed, "Previously, there were so many people who had insulted me, so we can't just let it go like this."
"Yes." The assistant replied respectfully, "Chairman Qin, Partner has already withdrawn the request to cancel our cooperation."
"Yes." Qin Yanmo turned on the computer, and the falling stocks also started to gradually recover back. It was estimated that they could recover back to their previous values by nightfall.
"Go buy some shares in the Qu Family," Qin Yanmo said indifferently as he looked at the constantly fluctuating numbers, "They won't be able to hold on for more than three days."
"Yes."
The car entered Qin Yanmo's house and stared at the bank message in his phone, unable to let go of his memory for a long time.
Was it really too early to ask Shi Xingcan to leave Qu Family now?
He put away his cell phone and went back to his bedroom to clean himself up. No matter what, he had to continue with his plan.
After the truth was revealed, the netizens were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
The little pinkie, who was the enemy of the rich before, was mocked to death by the group.
As a result, a few of them got angry from embarrassment and started to attack Qu Zhong online for lack of brains.
In addition, Qin Yanmo's army had a huge momentum on the internet, causing Qu Family's reputation and reputation to fall to the bottom.
Qin Yanmo sat on the sofa and wiped his hair. He casually wore a bathrobe, and you could vaguely see the strong muscles on his chest and the veins on his arms.
It was obvious at a glance that she had a beautiful body that was constantly exercising.
"Chairman Qin," the assistant's voice didn't sound too clear in the phone, "We have already purchased all of Qu Family's equity, we have to make them …"
"No need, just write them a cheque and tell them that it's the working capital I've given them." The corners of Qin Yanmo's mouth curled into a wicked smile, as if he was a child making a prank, "Don't give too much, it's enough as long as Qu Family doesn't fall."
Even though he didn't know what the big boss was thinking, the assistant knew that he had his reasons, so he didn't say anything and just did as he was told.
Actually, Qin Yanmo only wanted Shi Xingcan to be better after he was born. She and Qu Zhong had not divorced yet, so Qu Family could not come.
If Crooked Father was conscious, he would have rejected the money and directly declared bankruptcy. However, he was currently lying in the emergency room, running against the Death God.
With Qu Zhong in the police station, the only people that could manage the affairs of the huge Qu Family were the kohlrabi fructus and Shi Xingcan.
Shi Xingcan was an 'outsider', so the kohlrabi fructus would definitely not let her know about the difficult situation the Qu Family was currently facing.
Qin Yanmo's assistant personally went to find the kohlrabi fructus to ask her to accept the money.
kohlrabi fructus did not have the slightest bit of goodwill towards Qin Yanmo's man, he coldly snorted and said: "Tell Qin Yanmo, don't think that you can do whatever you want with just a little bit of money, our Qu Family does not lack this little bit of money."
The assistant was a cultured young man, and said politely yet estranged from him: "Chairman Qin said that Mr. Qu's urgent illness is related to him, and this is your compensation."
kohlrabi fructus was about to curse a little more, but when she saw the number on the cheque in the corner of her eyes, her malevolent face immediately revealed a fawning smile.
Even though he was still angry, he forced himself to smile even more sinisterly than before: "Since Chairman Qin is considerate towards my old man, then I will accept Chairman Qin's good intentions. Young man, help me thank Chairman Qin."
The assistant handed the cheque over to kohlrabi fructus but did not reveal any expression of disgust or disdain.
His expression did not change, but he was extremely similar to Qin Yanmo.
Shi Xingcan had met him a few times before, and it was Qin Yanmo who had always sent him over to ask if she had anything she needed help with, or any difficult situations that they needed to resolve.
He greeted Shi Xingcan with a nod of his head, and Shi Xingcan smiled at him in a friendly manner.
kohlrabi fructus glanced at it, and scolded somewhat unhappily, "You want to seduce even the assistant beside Qin Yanmo!?"
Shi Xingcan retracted her gaze, and looked at the ground without saying a word.
After eight hours of surgery, the doctor came out and said tiredly, "The patient is out of danger. She needs to stay in the ICU for a while."
"Doctor, what's wrong with my husband?" kohlrabi fructus went up and asked anxiously.
"Brain hemorrhage. At this age, you have to be especially careful to not have too many emotional fluctuations, or else something might happen to you …"