MTL - After I Was Reborn, I Devoted Myself To My Career-Chapter 84 Business

Things don't come singly, just after getting off the train, the general manager of "Yaoji Entertainment" called him.

The general manager was recruited from a big company in the industry through a headhunting company some time ago. He has been in the entertainment industry for more than fifteen years and is a fairly well-known elite.

But logically, he shouldn't have called at this time.

Qi Zhaohan glanced at his watch, frowned, and still connected the phone: "Hello? Yin Wei, what's the matter?"

He was very anxious at this moment, but he still suppressed his emotions and found a quiet place to answer the phone.

"Sorry boss, I'm bothering you at this time. I thought I'd tell you tomorrow, but after much deliberation, it's better to report to you first." Yin Wei also knew that it's 8 o'clock in the evening, and it's really not the time to go to work.

"Okay, just say it, I'm in a hurry." Qi Zhaohan replied very concisely.

Yin Wei also realized this, and he said cautiously: "Boss, please do your work first, and I will call you later."

Qi Zhaohan was noncommittal and agreed, but he still said: "No need to call, I will go to the company tomorrow morning."

Yin Wei nodded again and again, but he was also a little surprised. He, the boss who has never seen the end of the dragon, actually came to S City?

———

After hanging up the phone, Qi Zhaohan took a taxi and drove to the hospital that Hu Jiling told him about.

The strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital made him a little uncomfortable. Qi Zhaohan resisted the nausea and called Hu Jiling.

Not long after, Hu Jiling appeared in the hospital lobby, still tall and tall, but his usual indifferent expression was replaced by seriousness.

"How is Uncle Hu? What did the doctor say?" Qi Zhaohan asked repeatedly.

Hu Jiling said as he walked, without squinting, just clenched his fists: "Concussion, comminuted fracture of left leg, and shoulder injury—"

"Here we are, let's go in first." Hu Jiling opened the door of the ward.

Qi Zhaohan walked in. This was a single ward. Hu Hao was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, his eyes were closed and his face was pale.

"What happened to the shoulder injury?" Qi Zhaohan asked worriedly after finding a seat to sit down.

"My dad's car collided with a transport truck. The steel bars transported by that car passed through the front window and pierced the entire car. The driver was completely pierced and is now in the morgue of the hospital."

Hu Jiling clenched his fists, his eyes were a little red: "Fortunately, there is a seat in front of my dad, so he didn't hit any vital parts, but his right shoulder was pierced by two steel bars. The doctor just did a tetanus and hemostasis treatment, but he only had a short-term treatment. Woke up once, and has been in a coma ever since."

Qi Zhaohan patted him on the shoulder, silently comforting him, and at the same time said: "It's good that people are around, have you been to the scene? Is it an accident or not?"

He didn't say those two words, but the meaning was obvious.

Hu Jiling sat back on his seat, his voice was low and full of hatred: "Don't think about it, it's man-made, isn't it just those people—"

At this time, the person on the hospital bed moved, and Hu Jiling didn't have time to say anything, so he rushed over and looked at his father worriedly.

Qi Zhaohan walked over and looked at the man on the bed with complicated eyes. A successful businessman who is usually high-spirited in the mall is now lying on the bed like an old man in his dying years. His black hair has been stained with white at some point, adding to his desolation.

The man's eyes were slightly opened, and his mouth was muttering. Hu Jiling listened carefully.

After a long while, Hu Jiling stood up and went to get something from the sofa.

At this moment, Hu Hao tightly grasped Qi Zhaohan's hand, struggling to show a smile.

Qi Zhaohan pursed his lips and patted the back of his hand lightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

As the strength in his hands relaxed, the man's eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep again.

"You take these and take them back to Uncle Qi." Hu Jiling handed over a stack of folders.

"These are the criminal evidence about the "Qiuhua Group" that my father has sorted out in the past six months. If you pass it to uncle, he will naturally know what to do." Hu Jiling explained patiently when he saw that he was a little puzzled.

Qi Zhaohan was stunned, how could he explain to them that his father didn't know these things at all,

However, he grabbed the document in his hand and nodded vigorously.

"If you have time, can you tell me about what was interrupted just now." Qi Zhaohan asked, he was eager to know all this.

Hu Jiling nodded, and walked out the door first: "Come to the door, I will tell you everything."

"The one who attacked was a smuggling organization called "Qiuhua Group". My father had joined it before, and in less than half a year, he quit this organization under his uncle's warning." Hu Jiling said and glanced at him. .

"My father paid a lot of money to get out of it, and most of the family's wealth wasted because of it. If it ends here, it's fine."

"But since my father quit, their company has been defeated everywhere, as if someone deliberately targeted them; they have put the blame on my father. In recent months, my family has not It's not peaceful." Hu Jiling paused, his eyes were a little harsh.

"Until now, something like this has happened. I didn't expect that they would dare to do it in broad daylight."

Qi Zhaohan endured it, and asked, "Uncle Hu told you these?"

Hu Jiling sneered, and said casually: "The old man's behavior is so obvious that no one would have guessed it. As for quitting the organization, I found out after breaking through their company's firewall."

"You know how to hack technology?" Qi Zhaohan asked in surprise.

But at the same time, there is also a feeling of sudden realization. No wonder when they searched, they always felt that there was another force, but that force was faintly visible, and it was difficult to trace.

"A little bit. After all, I want to be an Internet policeman. It's just that I haven't come home yet. I only invaded that time. If I find any evidence later, I will send the information to you." Calm down.

Qi Zhaohan nodded. One more ally on their side would give them a better chance of winning. Otherwise, in a situation like Uncle Hu's, I don't know how many people would suffer.

At this time, his cell phone rang. Qi Zhaohan lowered his voice and said to Hu Jiling, "Wait a moment." Then he walked to the corner.

Only then did he realize that the caller was Gu Ze, he paused, and pressed the answer button.

"Hi, Gu—"

"Xiaohan, where are you? I'm coming to S City, I'll be there soon!" Gu Ze was panting heavily on the phone, speaking in a hurry.

Qi Zhaohan was at a loss, and subconsciously replied, "I'm in the hospital."

"What hospital, tell me the name, I'll be there in no time, Xiaohan, don't move around." Gu Ze seemed more anxious.

Infected by his haste, Qi Zhaohan reported the address of the hospital, and was about to ask him, but the phone was already beeping busy.

"Strange." Qi Zhaohan said softly, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to talk with Hu Jiling about the smuggling group.

———

Gu Ze got out of the taxi and searched the hospital floor by floor until he reached the third floor, where he saw Qi Zhaohan at the end of the third floor.

The flustered man seemed to have found his backbone, he was greatly relieved, as if all his strength had been exhausted, he leaned against the wall, showing a reassuring smile.

When he arrived at the airport, he didn't have the right flight. He waited for more than two hours before buying a ticket, but it was delayed for another two hours, and he didn't get off the plane until eight o'clock.

Without rest at all, he went straight to the hospital.

Hu Jiling glanced at the person not far away, and asked, "Your friend?"

Qi Zhaohan nodded, seeing that Gu Ze had been leaning against the wall, as if he couldn't stand up, he couldn't help feeling a little worried, he said: "Go back to the ward to take care of Uncle Hu, I'll come back tomorrow."

Hu Jiling nodded and said, "Be careful on the road." He turned and went back to the ward.

"Gu Ze, how are you?" Qi Zhaohan walked up to Gu Ze and looked around without a trace.

Gu Ze straightened up, pretending to be relaxed: "It's nothing, you're fine, why did you come to investigate Hu Hao's affairs suddenly? It's too dangerous to be alone, who knows if they will jump the wall in a hurry."

"Wait, who told you that Hu Hao belongs to a smuggling group?" Qi Zhaohan blinked suspiciously.

"Isn't it...?" Seeing Qi Zhaohan's strange expression, Gu Ze also hesitated.

"Hu Hao is my father's close friend, a former member of the smuggling group, and has quit now." Qi Zhaohan explained, biting the word quit extremely hard.

"So, what are you?" Gu Ze realized that he had made a big joke.

"Uncle Hu was plotted by someone and got into a car accident. I came to see him. By the way, I will send you a copy of these materials. You can take a closer look. It will be very helpful for us to track down the "Qiuhua Group"." Qi Zhaohan Pointing to the folder in his hand, he said businesslike.

Although he was somewhat interested in why Gu Ze also came to S City, it might involve the other party's personal affairs, so he suppressed his curiosity in the end.

"Since it's been made clear, how about this first?" Qi Zhaohan was about to leave.

Gu Ze had completely relaxed at this moment. Seeing that his Xiaohan had a good attitude towards him, he struck while the iron was hot, and hurriedly said, "Xiaohan, you haven't had dinner yet, so I'll treat you to dinner."

"No, goodbye." Qi Zhaohan waved at him, turned and left.

Gu Ze rubbed his nose with a wry smile. It was indeed the case. Xiao Han kept his business affairs separate from his private affairs; He has changed.

This attitude towards strangers made him even more flustered.

Xiaohan... It seems that she doesn't even have any affection for him.

The author has something to say:

renew!

Very punctual today.

It's started, the countdown to the smuggling syndicate.