EBE Chapter 464 A well-acted show
Chapter 464 A well-acted show
As the footsteps drew closer, the hood on his head was ripped off.
Zhao Zhiqiang looked surprised and squinted to adjust his eyes to the brightness before he could see his surroundings clearly.
The room was dimly lit, with only a spotlight overhead casting a blinding beam of light.
Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes widened, clearly not expecting that this was actually his place. As he watched a tall, slender figure slowly turn around by the window, a hint of nervousness gradually appeared in his eyes.
“You…who are you?!”
When that face turned completely around, the blood in Zhao Zhiqiang's heart instantly froze.
It's him!
He was protected by Xu Fangli and could even be taken away from the police station openly. So he must be Han Xi, the powerful heir of the Han family!
Han Xi was wearing a custom-made suit with a mid-length wool coat over it. His hands were in his pockets, and his wristwatch gleamed coldly under the light.
What chilled Zhao Zhiqiang the most was his gaze, as precise and cold as a scalpel.
"Go ahead."
"...Say what?"
Han Xi looked at him quietly, his eyes showing no emotion, but Zhao Zhiqiang felt as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake, his whole body turning cold.
"Oh!"
Jiang Bei kicked the chair hard, and the wrought iron bench made a screeching sound on the cement floor.
Jiang Bei said coldly, "Speak! Who instructed you to frame President Xu of Xingli Film and Television!"
Zhao Zhiqiang gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and remained silent.
"Did not say?"
"No...nobody."
"So you're saying your story to the police about a misunderstanding was also a lie? Your sister was really driven to her death by Mr. Xu?"
How could Zhao Zhiqiang not hear the coldness in the Jiangbei dialect?
At this critical moment, if he dared to nod even once, there's no doubt that his head might still be on his neck the next second.
Zhao Zhiqiang stammered, his voice hoarse, "No, no, it must be that I misunderstood President Xu. There must be some misunderstanding in this matter. I... I've already explained it to the police, you..."
"explain?"
Jiang Bei suddenly reached out, grabbed Zhao Zhiqiang's hair, pulled his head up by the scalp, and forced him to look up.
"You didn't say that in front of the media today. You slandered my wife in front of the media, but then explained it to the police in private. Zhao Zhiqiang, right? I didn't realize you were such a good actor!"
"..."
Zhao Zhiqiang winced in pain, his face contorted in agony as he grimaced.
Jiangbei: "I'll give you one more chance. Tell me! Who instructed you to slander our wife and cause trouble at today's book signing event!"
Zhao Zhiqiang cried out in pain, explaining, "No, no... really, it's just a misunderstanding. I mistook you for someone else, I..."
Jiang Bei looked at Han Xi across the street.
Han Xi's gaze remained indifferent, showing no reaction whatsoever, and Jiang Bei immediately understood.
The next moment, Zhao Zhiqiang felt as if his scalp was about to be ripped off, and he immediately screamed in pain.
Jiang Bei grabbed his hair and pulled him up from the chair, dragging him along with the chair to the window.
Zhao Zhiqiang was in pain and frightened, screaming and yelling, completely unlike his previous stubbornness.
"Brother! Brother, I'm telling the truth. I've already admitted my mistake, and the police haven't said anything. Please, please let me go!"
boom!
In a dizzying moment, Zhao Zhiqiang felt his feet slip and his body was thrown out of the window without him even realizing it. The metal chair, which wasn't tied very tightly to begin with, fell straight down.
Although it was only the fourth floor, the chair fell from the sky to the ground below with a loud thud. Zhao Zhiqiang was so frightened that he trembled all over and dared not move.
"Ah...no! Don't let go!"
"last chance."
Zhao Zhiqiang was leaning against Jiang Bei, but Jiang Bei's hand, which was holding him by the back of his collar, was hanging in mid-air. If Jiang Bei let go, he would fall down like that chair and break into pieces!
Zhao Zhiqiang was terrified; cold sweat poured down his body even in the dead of winter.
"You're so reckless, you even dared to lay a hand on our wife. Do you think that if you just stay silent, Shengshi Group will remember your kindness or save you?"
Jiang Bei, with a sinister look on his face, patted Zhao Zhiqiang's cheek and said, "Shengshi Group will soon be too busy to even take care of itself. In their eyes, you're nothing but a rotten apple, not even worth a second glance!"
Zhao Zhiqin was well aware that the person who bribed him was merely using him.
But he wasn't stupid. If he told them, he would definitely be doomed. If he didn't, the other party might save him out of consideration for his keeping quiet.
But he had offended Han Xi. If he didn't speak up, he might not even survive the night before that person came to save him!
"I...I'll talk!"
Jiang Bei glanced at Han Xi, then pulled him back from the window and threw him to the ground.
Once his body touched the ground, Zhao Zhiqiang finally felt a sense of reality, panting heavily as if he had survived a disaster.
After several dozen seconds, feeling the piercing gaze above him, he hesitated for a moment, then spoke with a hint of cunning: "Actually, I don't know who the other person is at all."
Jiang Bei frowned, a cold smirk playing on his lips, and almost raised his foot to kick him.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhiqiang quickly ducked and said, "I really don't know who he is. He was a man around forty years old. He came around 1 a.m., told me to disrupt the book signing, and then left!"
Zhao Zhiqiang wasn't stupid. While ordinary people might be fooled by the truth or lies, these two in front of him were clearly not so easily deceived.
Therefore, he was telling the truth; he genuinely didn't know who the other person was.
As for his later curiosity leading him to follow the other person out and see him enter the Yaoxing Media building, that was merely his guess and not a deception.
Jiang Bei was never a patient person to begin with, and when he heard what Zhao Zhiqiang said, the anger he had been suppressing instantly ignited, and he was too lazy to deal with him anymore.
He lifted his leg and kicked!
Zhao Zhiqiang was caught off guard and was kicked flying.
He crashed into the glass table behind him, which shattered, and he fell onto the floor amidst the broken glass.
The pain and fear left Zhao Zhiqiang stunned for a long time, and he collapsed to the ground, crying out in pain.
"You should be glad you're in the capital. If you were in Mamba, you'd be a corpse by now!"
"......"