Chapter 33: Performance, Opportunity, and Alzheimer's.

Seeing the bad situation, the minister stopped Shen Zhangqing with a gesture and took over, "This topic has deviated from the theme of the conference. Mr. Shen will not answer similar irrelevant questions."

Shen Zhangqing nodded along.

The minister reassured him with another look.

In the eyes of those who are familiar with Shen Zhangqing, he is an absolute good guy, well-behaved and honest, and most importantly, he is a man of few words, seldom communicating with others in the past three years, and his English is not very good, so it is normal for him to be stuttering in his expression.

Because of this, no one has questioned his motives so far, not even Zhou Kai, who is watching the broadcast in real time.

He even laughed, thinking that Shen Zhangqing's appearance of being in a hurry was really stupidly cute.

Another reporter was aggressive: "As early as more than three years ago, someone took photos of Mr. Zhou and Ms. Lily going in and out of shopping together, and later Mr. Zhou clarified that it was just a working relationship, how do you feel about this?"

Shen Zhangqing bowed his head and whispered, "I'm not quite sure about this."

The question was well answered, and the minister's heart was set at ease by the absence of unnecessary words.

But at least half a dozen shots clearly capture a tear falling from Shen Zhangqing's eye at just the right moment.

Shen Zhangqing is a good-looking woman with an innocent face, and her panicked and sad look is not fake.

There were quite a few real-time follow-up comments sympathizing with him.

"What kind of questions are these? Can't we just be nice?"

"God, don't push him."

"He's the one who got hurt the most."

Of course, there are also people who say that he is being cheap when he speaks for Zhou Kai, that he and Zhou Kai are in the same boat, that both of them are discriminating against black people in private, and that they are eating human blood but still pretending to be pitiful in public to gain sympathy.

This shows that no matter inside or outside the walls, at home or abroad, even if the world has changed, as long as the right to anonymity is given, people will have a lot of fire and sense of justice.

The third reporter took a much gentler tone: "Has Mr. Zhou Kai ever made similar racist remarks about you? What do you think of his remarks?"

"...... He didn't tell me that." Shen Zhangqing seems to have found some courage and says, "Racial discrimination is wrong under any circumstances."

The minister interjected at this point: "These remarks were made by Mr. Chow while he was in a delirious state after drinking, and it is an extremely inappropriate thing to judge Mr. Chow's character by this portion of his drunken private remarks."

Immediately, a reporter pointed out pungently, "Drunk? Drunk with Miss Lily?Miss Lily acted sober in her speech and seemed to agree very much with Mr. Zhou's remarks and made discriminatory remarks against Miss Fiona, so for what purpose did Miss Lily care for people of color and do a series of charity?"

Shen Zhangqing didn't say anything, while the minister said coldly, "That's something we're not sure about."

They're so self-involved that it doesn't make sense for them to go to the trouble of bailing out Lily.

The questions that followed were all sorts of tricky ones, and all official spokesman Shen Zhangqing had to say, to summarize, was that he didn't know, he didn't understand, and of course, he chose to forgive him.

Chi Xiaochi said to 061, "Mr. Six, I feel like I have a halo of Holy Father over my head that could be used to generate electricity."

061 agreed: "Build a nuclear power plant."

Chi Xiaochi made a holy fatherly gesture and said, "Then I hope it feeds six billion people."

Soon after, another reporter questioned Shen Zhangqing: "Judging from the background light and some details, it is obvious that the audio and video were not recorded in the same time line. In the audio, Mr. Zhou Kai's thoughts are just as clear. Mr. Shen, how do you explain this?"

The minister frowned.

This question is really acute, and the best approach at present is to avoid answering it or use the "I do not know" method to shirk the question.

He picked up, "Mr. Shen ......"

The reporter interrupted straight away, "Mr. Minister, I don't think that question strays from the theme of the conference."

Shen Zhangqing reaches out and pulls the microphone closer to his face.

He hung his head and replied in a neutral manner, "I regret that I didn ...... t take care of Mr. Zhou."

The moment these words came out, the venue that was originally still whispering quieted down.

Shen Zhangqing spoke extremely slowly, seemingly trying to pick decent yet simple words to make what he wanted to say clear: "...... Mr. Zhou, lately, has not been in very good health. He has had symptoms of fainting, not being able to remember things, and drowsiness ......This matter, whether it is the resigned, or in-service employees, as well as suppliers who have cooperated with Mr. Zhou, are all able to testify."

Shen Zhangqing didn't need to mention that almost all journalists in the room remembered Zhou Kai sleeping soundly at the show.

The reporter who asked the question immediately grasped the point: "Are you saying that Mr. Zhou Kai is suspected of showing symptoms of Alzheimer's disease?"

Shen Zhangqing let out an "ah", as if he did not expect the reporter to make such an inference, and turned his head to look at the minister.

In an instant, the minister's mind was already spinning.

Shen Zhangqing's statements were well known facts in the company, and it was not out of the blue for him to say that he was clearly trying to gain public sympathy for Zhou Kai.

But then again, Alzheimer's does make a good excuse.

If it can be proved that Zhou Kai was sick when he said those nonsense words, should the public seize a delirious patient and criticize him harshly?

With that in mind, he gave Shen Zhangqing a "go on" look.

Shen Zhangqing paled and said, "For the specific situation, we are contacting the hospital for treatment. If, there is any progress, I will, promptly inform everyone."

At that, he got a little agitated and pressed his chest and coughed twice, his face turning three shades of white again.

There was silence from the reporters at the bottom, but, of course, there were those who weren't long for it.

A female reporter asked with slight exasperation and reluctance, "Mr. Shen, can you accept the cheating behavior of Mr. Zhou Kai and Ms. Lily?"

Chi Xiaochi gave her a pleased look.

Little faggot, I've accepted his lack of behavior and violent behavior for so many years, it's just an outing, let's relax.

And he plays Shen Zhangqing, who falls into a long silence.

061 asked, "Want to tell it all?"

Chi Xiaochi asked rhetorically, "What's the point of saying it?"

061: "It's a good time to beat the crap out of a dog."

Chi Xiaochi : "I prefer to hit a dog that has drowned until it rolls its eyes after falling into the water. Dogs that have just fallen into the water are easy to rush their eyes."

061 understood what he meant, "It's not time for a full disclosure?"

"I have no physical evidence." Chi Xiaochi said, "Physical evidence? The injuries on Shen Zhangqing's body, they can say that Shen Zhangqing fell on his own, after all, Shen Zhangqing has not been to the hospital for formal treatment for any of his past injuries; the witnesses? Where are the witnesses? Where are the witnesses? The maid, Dr. Aaron? Who will help Shen Zhangqing and who can help him?"

...... That's why it says that the time is not right yet.

With that, his character Shen Zhangqing bowed deeply to the reporters underneath, "This is my family matter, please let me handle it myself."

His not-yet-healed chest certainly couldn't withstand such a bend, and he shivered in pain, tears falling straight down his face.

In front of his computer, Zhou Kai has no idea that he is about to fall into a premeditated trap.

He surveyed Shen Zhangqing with interest, thinking that the way this little guy cried was quite a sight to behold.

As for his claim that he has a disease, he was probably taught that by the head of PR, and it really is the best solution today.

He doesn't have to admit his mistakes in public, the company can be saved, he can work from home, go into semi-retirement, go play a little golf, travel, swim, and have a quickie.

Although there is no more soft jade, but at least there is an obedient and understanding Shen Zhangqing.

As long as the company's sovereignty remained in his hands, he would remain the all-powerful Mr. Chow.

But that dog, Herp, Zhou Kai is not happy about.

Zhou Kai doesn't like Shen Zhangqing, but that doesn't mean he's okay with Shen Zhangqing being too keen on another beast.

Right now the dog is in the vet hospital getting treatment and it's inconvenient, so let's figure out what to do with it when we pick it up.

In another place, Sam, who watched the broadcast of the launch, clutched the pen in his hand with excitement and tried his best to suppress his inner excitement.

...... opportunities.

This is the opportunity mentioned in the email.

Shen Zhangqing gave him the opportunity.

Ever since he was promoted by Zhou Kai, Zhou Kai has never treated Sam as a human being.

Zhou Kai, who claimed to be his benefactor, humiliated and degraded him at every turn.

He worked overtime until 6:00 a.m. and was so sleepy that he slumped on his desk for a while, all of which was met with sarcasm by Zhou Kai, who had gotten up early for work. Did I pay you that much annual salary to invite you to come to the company and sleep?

Sam used to think it was because he expected something of himself that he was being extra strict.

It wasn't until later that he gradually realized that Zhou Kai simply needed a slave who would do as he was told, especially since it was more to his liking to train a shrewd and capable subordinate as a slave.

When he realized this, he was not willing to be a humble servant, and had to get something back from Zhou Kai to compensate for his loss of dignity.

The gambler's mentality has gotten him deeper and deeper into a twisted state of mind.

Sam's hope for Zhou Kai is no longer to see him leave the company to himself, but simply to see him fall from the clouds to the bottom of the mountain.

While his hands were shaking with excitement, Zhou Kai's call came in.

He did his best to suppress his restlessness and picked up the phone, "Mr. Zhou."

"Did you see Shen Zhangqing's launch?" Zhou Kai said, "Find some doctors, the more authoritative the better, to prove that I do have a disease. I'll leave the company to you for now, I'll go home first. If there are any important documents, send them directly to my home, understand?"

Sam said, "Got it."

...... You can rest assured that there won't be any more documents that are too important.

After all, even your party members will no longer be willing to take orders from an Alzheimer's patient who has cost the company a lot of money.

It was twilight when the Minister drove Chi Xiaochi away from the venue.

Chi Xiaochi sat quietly, looking out of the car window at the colorful night scene, thinking about his thoughts.

061 asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm thinking about the mid-year party."

061: "...... Will he still be hosting the mid-year party?"

"By his character, you don't think he would?"

061 thought about it and realized that Chi Xiaochi had a point.

According to Zhou Kai that male peacock character, after surviving this period of decadence, is sure to be bright and shiny again back in front of the crowd, properly shake some of the prestige.

Thinking about it, 061 wondered, "...... What if Zhou Kai hadn't made this racist comment before the mid-year party."

Without batting an eye, Chi Xiaochi said, "Then it's time to activate Plan B."

061: "......" When was Plan B available.

"The explicit video of him cheating and beating Shen Zhangqing will be out on all the major video sites before the mid-year party." Chi Xiaochi said without hesitation, "After the public outcry has festered, Shen Zhangqing will file for divorce as a victim, knock Zhou Kai for a large amount of alimony, take him to court, tell him to wear a segregation bracelet, and stay away from him for good. After that, Shen Zhangqing will participate in the public charity that Lily used to participate in, and become an ambassador and representative of the fight against domestic violence, always appearing in the public eye. Shen Zhangqing has the capital and rich experience in domestic violence. I have done similar things before, if he dares to go out, I will take him for a period of time, and he will be able to run a life of his own. As for Zhou Kai, he has so much to hold onto, as long as I can get Shen Zhangqing to keep Herp first and stay away from him, I can yank him down like I did today."

061 was silent for a long time, "When did he ever hit you?"

Since entering this world, Zhou Kai has not been able to lay a finger on Shen Zhangqing.

Chi Xiaochi looked out the window, "I'll provoke him. It won't be hard to do."

For some reason, 061 felt a little anxious, "Bitter? Why bother?"

Chi Xiaochi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Isn't there still Plan A here? Also, Mr. Six, it's not very nice to be in a world of A-rank difficulty and not even be prepared to sacrifice something."

061 knew that Chi Xiaochi had his reasons for this move.

Like his own previous analysis, Chi Xiaochi's safe period in this world is too short.

Taking the mid-year party as the dividing line, Shen Zhangqing was injured before, and Chi Xiaochi was still safe.

For Zhou Kai, once the mid-year party was over, Shen Zhangqing lost its value as a beautiful decoration, and what happened after that is anyone's guess.

But thinking about the scene of Chi Xiaochi's beating, 061 heart is inexplicably manic.

Just in case, he asked, "Do you still have Plan C."

"Yes." Chi Xiaochi laughs, "After I cut Zhou Kai's balls off with a knife, I flushed his tools and mine into the toilet, and I kissed you if my real-time regret value didn't break 1,000. After a few years in jail, I'm going to preach love and peace and against domestic violence, starting with me."

061 couldn't help but be amused by him, "If you have any plans in the future, you can discuss them with me."

Chi Xiaochi : "...... hmm?"

061 said, "Don't venture out on your own, you have me. I can help you a lot if I do, more than just will read, buy ice cream, and watch movies with you."

Chi Xiaochi raises her hand in surrender, "Get used to it. I always used to do things alone, get used to it."

061 was slightly helpless, "Bad habits have to be changed."

Chi Xiaochi froze for a moment, thinking that 061's gentle, concerned, and somewhat pained tone sounded a bit familiar.

He didn't think any deeper and said sincerely, "Mr. Six, you're really my sweet little cotton pants."

...... God TM cotton pants.

061: "...... Ordos?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Arctic Man's."

061 and Chi Xiaochi laugh together.

One person, one system this is considered to be getting the word out.

After a frank conversation, 061 reminded him, "It's going to be hard next."

Shen Zhangqing is gradually moving from the backstage to the front, and Zhou Kai is no fool.

Once he realizes that Sam has a tendency to seize power, it will not be difficult for him to find out who is behind it when he thinks about everything in context.

What will happen then is 061 hard to imagine.

"...... is that it's going to be hard."

Chi Xiaochi agrees with 061's judgment, "However, it is also an opportunity for Shen Zhangqing."

Shen Zhangqing's body is ultimately weak, said these words, Chi Xiaochi feel not very comfortable, put the hot brain to the cold air on the car window glass of a mist, vague thought, quickly done, can quickly go back.

Lou Ying's sister-in-law and uncle have long since moved out of that city, and no one but himself visits Lou's grave anymore.

This car is a little old, the damping function is not very good, forehead pressed against the window glass, rumbling earthquake panic.

He closed his eyes and, in his daze, felt a patch of warm, soft heat press between his forehead and the car window.

Chi Xiaochi, unexpectedly not much averse to the contact, leaned up lightly, rubbed her forehead against his burning palm, and said, "...... cooler."

061: "...... ugh."

He adjusted his palm temperature to about 15 degrees and turned the thermostat system up slightly on, like a warm, dry quilt that wrapped Chi Xiaochi whole from the inside, lulling him into an unbelievably cozy serenity.