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114. Chapter 114 Ramen

The lawyer glanced at Zou Bo and ignored him. Instead, he insisted on listening to the situation on the phone. The more he listened, the ugly his face became.

A few minutes later, the lawyer hung up the phone, turned to look at Zou Bo, took a deep breath and said, "The police have sealed the company and found the account book you blackmailed the celebrity..."

"What kind of blackmail? They gave it voluntarily, I didn't want to sell it to them!" Zou Bo slapped the table in anger and interrupted the lawyer's words. In his opinion, these are all industry rules. Which paparazzi didn't make money by this? Now these people are in a rebellion. They take advantage of his difficulties and take advantage of the situation. When he goes out, they will definitely ask them to be good-looking one by one.

"What's the use of saying this now? Listen to me!" The lawyer didn't want to listen to his complaints anymore and asked him to calm down. "Not only this, I also found out that the company was evaded by taxes. Moreover, Yao Yueshan was stabbed in the past, and it was also revealed, including other things..."

This lawyer is the legal counsel of Zou Bo Company and his own personal lawyer. Over the years, Zou Bo has done so many illegal acts, and he has avoided risks under the guidance of this lawyer, and the lawyer is also very clear about what he has done.

A considerable number of people in the entertainment industry can do whatever they want to get ahead, and they are willing to be sleepy by Zou Bo. But there are also some people who have their own persistence and ethics and will not agree to any conditions. Zou Bo has always been like this. He cannot use resources and money to tempt it, so he uses other coercion and temptation to be tough if he fails to achieve success.

"I don't want to listen to you how bad my situation is. Just tell me how to solve this problem." Zou Bo calmed down and stared at the lawyer, as if confirming his loyalty. He had been a rogue in the entertainment industry for so long and was prepared for many things. Now the police have only found these things. Whether the charges can be established or not is still a matter of whether it is confirmed.

"Extortion is easy. After all, I am willing to fight and be beaten. As long as those celebrities dare not come out to correct me, the crime will be difficult to sentence, and it can only be considered unknown income." The lawyer also calmed down and carefully analyzed the current situation. "There is no evidence that you hired someone to beat him in Yao Yueshan, let alone that it has been so long. The key now is, can you find those little hooligans back then?"

"This, go and ask Secretary Zhang." Zou Bo said in a low voice.

The lawyer walked out of the detention center and couldn't help but take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his face. Now this matter is getting more and more difficult. I hope that before he solves this, there will be no more trouble.

"At present, he has privately kept drugs and allowed others to take drugs. The evidence is conclusive," Zhong Yibin's lawyer is also analyzing the situation. "It's just blackmailing and intentional injury. These two charges are difficult to sentence. Blackmailing requires the extortion to come forward to prove it, but those stars are probably..."

Most of the things Zou Bo used to blackmail celebrities are "indecent photos" and "indiscretion photos". These things are all things that artists say must be hidden from them. It is obviously impossible to ask them to testify in court or take out photos that threaten them.

"How much does it cost to sentence extortion?" Chu Qin also listened and asked.

"The amount is considered huge if more than 30,000 yuan." The lawyer replied.

"That's easy, leave this to me." Chu Qin smiled, revealing two small dimples.

"What bad things do you want to do?" Zhong Yibin felt itchy when he saw it, and reached out to poke the small pit.

Chu Qin blocked the poking hand and pinched Zhong Yibin into a chicken's mouth with his back hand: "I'm not doing bad things, I'm eliminating harm for the people." The chicken's mouth moved and leaned over to kiss him.

The lawyer and Secretary Jin looked at each other and looked out the window in a tacit understanding.

Chu Qin went to meet a friend in the afternoon and had dinner outside. He sent a message to Zhong Yibin saying that he didn't have to wait for him. Zhong Yibin got off work and sat in the car blankly, not knowing where he was going. He drove aimlessly and walked two streets. When he came to his senses, he had already stopped downstairs of Shengshi Group.

I looked up at the senior president's office, and the lights were still on. In the past two days, Zhong's father took Zhong's mother out for a trip, leaving Zhong Jiabin to visit here, and all the matters were piled up for him to handle, so he had not gotten off work yet.

Zhong Yibin put down the glass, put one hand on the car window, and slowly rubbed it on his chin.

Memory is restored, and everything from the past is also recovered. I remember everything about my parents, my elder brother, and everything about my elder brother. I used to have a bad relationship with my elder brother, but I felt bored when I heard him talking. Now, if I think about it carefully, my elder brother has never had any malice to him since I was a child, and I have even been considering him. When did the brothers have a rift?

"Your kids, don't have any contact."

"You are not doing well in this project, you should do this..."

The brother said the most, it seemed like these words, but how did he answer? Zhong Yibin scratched his head.

"Just take care of yourself."

"Yes, I can't do it well, you can do it yourself."

After losing my memory, all the prejudices and reluctance disappeared. I met Zhong Jiabin again and realized that he was really a good brother.

I picked up my phone and dialed the familiar number, and a calm and low voice came from it: "Yibin?"

"It's me, brother," Zhong Yibin got out of the car, put one hand in his pocket, stood against the body, looking at the direction of the office, "Have you got off work yet?"

"Well, it's over soon," there was still a typing sound on the phone, probably replying to an email, "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhong Yibin smiled slightly, and suddenly he figured out something, and felt relieved: "I'm downstairs of the group, Chu Qin went out to play, let's go for a meal."

A figure swam past in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the president's office. Zhong Yibin waved toward him.

"Okay, wait for me for five minutes." Zhong Jiabin looked at his younger brother who was waving at him stupidly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tone became lighter.

After quickly processing a few emails and looking at the unapproved documents on the table, the eldest brother of the Zhong family decisively picked up his coat, walked out, and approved it tomorrow.

The two brothers didn't eat any high-end Western food, but went to a ramen restaurant with a monthly flavor. Each of them ordered a ramen noodles, a plate of grilled skewers, sat in a high chair, and talked to the boss who made teppanyaki behind the bar.

When the ramen was served, Zhong Yibin picked up the chopsticks and ate a bite. The hot noodles, with the fresh fragrance of porcine bones and seafood, took a bite, and a strange sense of happiness arose.

Zhong Jiabin rarely goes to such a small restaurant. He will go home to eat except for necessary social engagements. He tasted a bite of ramen, although it was not as exquisite as a high-end restaurant, but it was better than fresh and delicious. He followed his younger brother and started to eat noodles in big stutters.

The two brothers finished the noodles quickly. Zhong Yibin took the bowl and drank the soup clean and sighed comfortably: "Actually, when I was in middle school, I always hoped that my brother would bring me a bowl of ramen."

Zhong Jiabin paused his hand with the skewers and looked at his younger brother blankly: "Did you remember?"

Zhong Yibin looked at his brother, raised his eyebrows at him, and shouted: "Boss, let's have two more bowls of ramen."
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