The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 85 Rejection
"A means on the surface? You want to deal with him through the housekeeper?"

Han Zhixing was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work. It's not like no one thought about it before, but they all failed without exception in trying to trick Zhao Yousheng in the face of the government.

Do you know why?

Zhao Yousheng has been operating in Wuhe County for so many years, and most of the officials have received his favor. Who would dare to trouble him? "

"Try it, how will you know if you don't try?"

Gao Qiang knew what he said was right, but he still wanted to give it a try.

Unless he had to, he didn't want to use violence.

Seeing this, Han Zhixing could only nod his head and said, "Then you can try it, but you still have to put your own safety first."

"Thank you for reminding me, brother."

Gao Qiang smiled, bid farewell to Han Zhixing, and then called Song Zihao.

The two met in a teahouse, and Song Zihao sat in a box and waited.

After not seeing him for a few days, Song Zihao's face became even paler, and he hunched over, as if he had been taken away by someone.

Gao Qiang frowned slightly, and asked, "What have you been doing all this time?"

Song Zihao said in embarrassment: "Haha, I held back too hard a while ago, so I've been having a bit of fun recently."

Hearing this, Gao Qiang couldn't help being speechless. He had heard of revenge consumption, but this was the first time he had seen revenge indulgence.

He casually threw him a Qi and Blood Pill and said, "Eat him."

"This……"

Song Zihao thought it was poison again, so he shrank his neck in fright, raised his head cautiously, and stammered, "Mr. Gao, I gave you the money, and I didn't do anything wrong. You..."

"Don't worry, this is for nourishing Qi and blood."

Gao Qiang glanced at him lightly, and said, "If you don't want to eat, then forget it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zihao snatched the Qi and Blood Pill with a whoosh and put it directly into his mouth.

The qi and blood pill melted in the mouth, and a warm breath instantly spread throughout the body.

He only felt that his body, which was so weak that it couldn't be any weaker, seemed to be full of strength, as if he had returned to that year.

However, his body suffered too much, this feeling only lasted for a short moment, and then slowly dissipated.

However, his complexion was much better than before.

Song Zihao licked his lips, looked at Gao Qiang with some unsatisfactory expression, and asked, "Sir, is there any more?"

"Do you think my elixir is a Chinese cabbage on the street? Can you take it out casually? The cost of this elixir alone is tens of thousands of yuan."

"Hey, I can pay for it."

Song Zihao's small eyes rolled, "How about 10 yuan a piece?"

Gao Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is there a market for this elixir outside?"

Song Zihao was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses and said, "There must be a market, but it's only 10 yuan a piece, and our small place definitely can't sell much."

Gao Qiang was a little disappointed, but soon relieved.

Qi Xue Pill can indeed strengthen the physique, but for ordinary young people, it is of little significance.

And those elderly people need to take it for a long time.

Wuhe County is originally a poor place, and there are not many rich people. How many people are willing to spend 10 yuan to buy such a pill?
"Okay, let's get down to business."

Gao Qiang pondered for a moment, then said, "I want to deal with Zhao Yousheng, can you collect any evidence of his crime?"

"Zhao Yousheng?"

Hearing the name change, Song Zihao suddenly became serious, and hesitantly asked, "Do you have a grudge against Zhao Yousheng?"

Gao Qiang nodded and said, "That's right, not only do I have a grudge against Zhao Yousheng, but you also have a grudge against him."

"I have a grudge against Zhao Yousheng?"

"Because he is the big boss of the Taohuashan scenic spot project."

Song Zihao couldn't help but feel bitter, "Mr. Gao, you are hurting me. You said earlier that the big boss of that project is Zhao Yousheng."

Gao Qiang's face was slightly cold, and he said lightly: "What? If you had known that Zhao Yousheng was the big boss behind the scenes, you wouldn't have done things for me?"

Hearing this, Song Zihao suddenly thought of the horror of Sanqing Wan, and that unbearable itching seemed to appear on his body again, and his expression changed suddenly.

He quickly squeezed out a sneer: "What are you talking about, even if the king of heaven is here, I will definitely have to help you."

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, just ask if this can be done."

"This one……"

Song Zihao hesitated for a moment, and said, "I definitely can't do this myself, I have to ask my dad."

"Call your dad now."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Song Zihao didn't dare to neglect, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called his father Song Jiang.

After the call was connected, he said directly: "Dad, a friend of mine has an enmity with Zhao Yousheng. I want to help deal with him. Is there anything you can do?"

"Zhao Yousheng? Are you sick again, kid? Cutting people's fortunes is like killing their parents! Last time you helped a friend and blocked their scenic spot project, I haven't settled with you yet.

I said you were very clever before, why are you getting more and more stupid now?Dare to get involved in anything? "

Song Jiang on the phone didn't even think about it, he just cursed and educated Song Zihao.

At the end, he did not forget to ask: "I tell you, you are not allowed to meddle in this matter, otherwise I will not have your son!"

"Dad, I..."

Before Song Zihao could speak, the phone hung up.

He raised his head helplessly, looked at Gao Qiang, and said embarrassingly, "Mr. Gao, look at this..."

"Call your father again, make an appointment for me, and I will meet him."

The reason why Gao Qiang told Song Zihao about this was because he wanted to use his father's hand to deal with Zhao Yousheng, but he didn't expect Song Jiang to refuse so simply.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to have an interview with Song Jiang.

Again, he didn't want to use force to solve it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Song Zihao called his father again, saying that he wanted to bring a friend to meet him. Song Jiang hesitated for a long time before agreeing to go home for dinner at night.

The Song family's house in Wuhe County was not big, with only three bedrooms and one living room, and the decoration was not very good. It didn't look like the home of the chief inspector.

After Gao Qiang and Song Zihao returned home, they waited for a long time before they heard the door open from outside.

"Dad, you're back? This is my friend Gao Qiang."

Song Jiang glanced at his son, frowned and said, "Go out first, I'll have a chat with him."

"It's… okay."

Song Zihao subconsciously looked at Gao Qiang, saw him nodding, turned around and walked out. "

Gao Qiang greeted with a smile: "Director Song, hello."

Song Jiang was short and fat, his face was full of pimples, his mung bean eyes rolled around Gao Qiang's body, and he gave a faint "hmm".

His figure looks a bit stupid, but this person is very shrewd. He just sat down and asked straightforwardly:

"Are you here to talk to me about Zhao Yousheng?"

"Yes."

Song Jiang glanced at him again, and the look of disdain on his face became more and more obvious: "Isn't Zihao doing the matter in the scenic spot to help you?"

"That's right."

(End of this chapter)