Also sad is Zhao Yan...

He looked at the prayer announced by Prime Minister Carris himself on the screen with a ferocious face.

"The 98th Emperor of Britania and the longest-reigning Empress Christina II Britania, who died of illness at 3 a.m. this morning at the age of 98."

"Damn it! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Zhao Yan was so angry that he kicked a big hole in the desk.

"What Lu Wuming said is true. The old man is almost dead! The live broadcast that day was either a recording or a substitute for tm! We were fooled, and I was all fooled by that old man, fuck!"

Zhang Ya stood behind Zhao Yan with a little worried look on her face.

"The company's books are not optimistic. The loss of investment in the cooperation projects of Immortal Bird and this time the overseas stock and securities has left our capital chain with a gap of at least 6 billion, if there is no remedial method."

Zhao Yan gradually calmed down and his face was pale. "I listed all the real estate that can be sold under the Zhao Group, and mortgaged it to the bank if it cannot be sold. At this time, the hero will have to cut off his arm."

"Yes!" Zhang Ya nodded and responded.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao!"

At this time, a shrill and painful voice came from outside the office. Lu Wuming opened the office door and walked in with a sad expression.

"I was the one who harmed you, Brother Zhao, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have bought so many stocks, and you wouldn't have lost so much! Oh!"

Wuming stomped his feet in a hurry, and a few drops of tears were squeezed out.

Looking at Lu Wuming who was acting like this, even Zhao Yan, who had always been disdainful of friendship, was not necessarily moved. His nose felt sore and he patted Lu Wuming on the shoulder.

"It's not your fault, Brother Lu, if this Britannia old man hadn't slandered me, your news would be accurate."

"Hey." Wuming sighed, "What are Brother Zhao now going to do?"

Zhao Yan's voice was heavy and hoarse, "I plan to list the real estate under the Zhao Group for sale. If you can't sell it, you can mortgage it to the bank to see if you can get some loans to make up for this gap."

"Mortgage to the bank!" Lu Wuming's voice was sharp, "You are not broken, what should we do with our plan?"

"It seems that you can only work with other real estate companies. As for the liquidated damages, I will find a way to do it." Zhao Yan said helplessly.

"Oh, you're stupid, you can find me, Brother Zhao!" Wuming said.

"You?" Zhao Yan raised his head, "You mean... financing?"

"Yes." Lu Wuming said, "I have a lot of liquidity on my books, but I have agreed in advance that there are several investors behind my Immortal Bird. I have to give them an explanation and I have to sell some shares to me."

"Share?" Zhao Yan immediately became alert. He shook his head, "No, no."

"Oh, you're stupid, Brother Zhao." Wuming was a little embarrassed, "You can sell me a few percentage points, and then we sign a bet agreement, and I will raise you 6 billion. If your stock price is less than 30 yuan per share, you will give me 30% of your stock. If it is higher than 30 yuan, I will only take these few percentage points."

"In this way, if you have money, it's easy for me to go to the shareholders to explain."

"The betting agreement..." Zhao Yan was still a little hesitant.

"What are you still hesitating about, Brother Zhao? If you are really worried, we will change the time to one week. If your Zhao Group stock is less than 30 yuan per share within a week, you will give me 30% of the stock you hold, and vice versa." Lu Wuming said, "You won't hesitate about this, Zhao Group's stock has never fallen by 30 yuan in a week, and when the physical store project is completed, it is possible to reach 40 yuan."

"One week! Really!" Zhao Yan's pupils suddenly contracted into a little exclamation.

"Can it be fake?" Wuming gave him a blank look.

"But how do you explain this contract to the investor?"

"They are in Britania, but I can't come. I just need to tell them what I want them to know." Wuming said proudly.

Now, Zhao Yan completely dispelled his concerns. He looked at Wuming, his eyes flashed with crystal clearness.

"Okay! Thank you this time, Brother Lu. From tonight, as long as you have any trouble, I will say to me, brother, I am my duty!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

...

Thirty minutes later, Wuming walked out of the Zhao Group's headquarters building with a contract on the betting agreement with satisfaction.

Zhao Yan got the most critical six billion. As the saying goes, helping him in time is not as good as adding icing on the cake. Wuming's six billion is really timely, which makes his heart full of warmth for human nature.

Wuming was also very happy, helping a close friend who was in trouble, and the fragrance of roses on his hands became even stronger.

Back at the office, Lu Wuming called Coco Lee directly.

"Coco Lee, you hand over this document to the inspection team who came to Tianquan City in the afternoon and prepare to copy one to the reporter who handed it to Tianquan TV station."

Coco Lee looked at the document in confusion. After a while, she suddenly woke up and realized that she was already in a cold sweat.

"Where did you get these things?"

This time, Wuming didn't say not to ask so much, his eyes were deep.

"A brave woman... OK, don't hesitate, Coco Lee, let this late justice come soon."

Coco Lee nodded to Wuming solemnly, then left the office.

When the next morning came, a news shocked the whole country.

Zhao Yan, the chairman of Zhao Group, framed the topic character Luo Hao, a decade ago for suspected bribery, and was investigated for being investigated. The share price of Zhao Group fell sharply.

Also investigated were the police, judges, prosecutors, and Luo Hao's case that year were also reissued. Many unreasonable files in the archives were criticized by people online. A hot search on Weibo called #We all owe Luo Hao an apology# became the top hot search at an astonishing speed.

Afterwards, the news that Zhao Yan killed Luo Hao and Yan Xiaoxiao, who cooperated to frame Luo Hao, became a hot search again.

In an instant, Zhao Yan's actions and past experiences were scattered by people on Weibo, such as the Yeqing bar incident and the bad things he had done in the past.

People suddenly realized that this big entrepreneur who looked glamorous on the surface was actually the demon who was truly hidden among people. For a moment, Zhao Yan also enjoyed the treatment that Luo Hao had enjoyed in the past.

As for how the hidden demon was discovered, there is a rumor that an anonymous righteous man handed over the transfer records of the judges and policemen and many decisive evidence about the frame-up to the imperial envoy.

However, in the afternoon of that day, Zhao Yan ran out under house arrest. After all, even if something happened to him, he would still have money. There are people in this world who sell their souls for a lot of money.

If so, you just don't give enough.

After escaping, he immediately ran to the airport and took his own private plane to try to escape abroad.

"Damn Lu Wuming!" Zhao Yan roared angrily inside the plane.

He is not a fool, and it's time to think of what happened during this period, so why didn't he know how he got it?

"I don't care what you have to do with that bitch and a waste. The day I come back will be your death!" Zhao Yan roared angrily with gritted teeth.

"But you have lost."

Suddenly, the sound from one side made Zhao Yan shudder. He turned his head and saw a woman standing beside him.

That was the person he thought he had disappeared long ago, but he appeared in front of him again. Zhao Yan didn't seem surprised, and he roared at the woman angrily.

"No! I didn't lose! I can make a comeback!"

"No, you can't make a comeback again, you have nothing left." The woman said again.

"Shut up!" Zhao Yan covered his ears and shouted wildly, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Ping Peng!

Suddenly, under Zhao Yan's narrow pupils, a thunder suddenly sounded, covering up the woman's voice.

A thunder fell from the sky and struck Zhao Yan's plane engine. The plane glided in the air, and the rolling black smoke pulled out a long mark in the air.

Zhao Yan felt a sense of weightlessness, and then he saw the plane falling straight to the ground at a vertical angle...

It is said that there will be a lantern when a person dies, and Zhao Yan is no exception. He grabbed the handle of the plane tightly, his mind is blank, everything in the past slid through his mind, and his thoughts return to the night that changed his destiny twelve years ago...

...

"What!? Mom? Are you kidding? Let me do a fake certificate. Do you know what kind of scum that principal is? Don't you know??"

In the bedroom, Zhao Yan asked at his mother in front of him in a bit incredible way.

Zhao's mother seemed a little reluctant to speak, "Even if he is a scum, you shouldn't have sent him to prison."

"But I am the most critical witness. What if I don't go, what will Ah Hao do!"

"Listen to me, Yan, I'll kneel down and beg you." Zhao's mother's voice trembled, "It shouldn't be you, it shouldn't be you."

"Mom, if you don't tell me what to do today, I'll go tomorrow." Zhao Yan's eyes were very firm.

"Oh!" Zhao's mother stomped her feet in a hurry. She was very excited, "What a sin, a sin!"

"Mom!" Zhao Yan frowned and grabbed Zhao's mother's arm tightly, "What the hell is going on? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Zhao's mother looked at Zhao Yan with an extremely painful look on her eyes. She struggled. After a moment, she said intermittently: "That principal...he is your biological father!"

"Buzz~"

Zhao Yan was stunned as if he was hit by a heavy hammer in his head, with tinnitus subconsciously letting go of Zhao's mother's hand.

Zhao's mother fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

What made Zhao Yan come to his senses was the sound of the bedroom door opening, which slowly opened.

A middle-aged man walked out from behind the door, his face was gloomy and shrouded in the shadows. It was Zhao Yan's father, Zhao Bo.

Ping Peng!

A thunder pierced the night sky, like the thunder that destroyed the engine of an aircraft, and heavy rain poured down.

As soon as they saw that person, Zhao Yan and Zhao's mother felt like they fell into an ice cave.
To be continued...