Chapter 582 — The Completion Ceremony
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"I won't kill him today." As Wei Zhao said this, he had already written Zhao Qibing off as a dead man. Even if he did not die today, he would die eventually. But Wei Zhao would not say such things to Tang Zhi. Instead he said, "Let's see Uncle Tang first."
Tang Zhi sighed. Though she had not caught the double meaning in his words, she knew that Wei Zhao would probably not let Zhao Qibing off lightly today. The only question was whether it would bring them great trouble.
Mother Tang accompanied Wei Zhao to Tang Jucheng's ward. Tang's father knew that his daughter and Wei Zhao had broken up, and he was rather surprised to see Wei Zhao arrive. But when he saw that Wei Zhao still treated him with the same respect as before, Tang Jucheng found it strange.
Yet since Mother Tang was present, Tang Jucheng did not feel free to ask too much. He decided to get the details of the whole business later.
Wei Zhao examined Tang Jucheng's condition. It was only a broken bone, now set, with nothing serious about it. Still, Wei Zhao swiftly wrote out a prescription and gave it to Mother Tang: "Have this filled — decoct and take it morning and evening, one dose a day, and he'll recover in a month. As for the nerve damage, that can't be dealt with yet. I'll have to fetch the medicine from my hometown."
"All right, all right!" Mother Tang carefully took the prescription, brimming with gratitude toward Wei Zhao. She had witnessed the miracle of her daughter's pain vanishing in an instant, and so she now trusted Wei Zhao without reservation.
If Wei Zhao said it could be cured, then it could certainly be cured.
After taking leave of Mother Tang and Tang Zhi, Wei Zhao walked out of the hospital, his face terrifyingly dark. He did not know what on earth this hidden family was supposed to be, but Wei Zhao had never feared anyone. Hidden family or not — he would deal with Zhao Qibing first!
"Boss, the bulldozers and excavators are ready, and I've also contacted a demolition crew." Fatty Lai had guessed what Wei Zhao intended to do.
Wei Zhao nodded. "That completion ceremony — when does it start?"
"Six o'clock in the evening," said Fatty Lai.
"Oh, so it's already started. Let's go, then," Wei Zhao said, glancing at the time on his phone.
Fatty Lai left his own car behind and climbed into Wei Zhao's beat-up van as well; he would have to navigate. As for the excavators, bulldozers, and demolition crew, Fatty Lai had phoned ahead long ago and told them to stand by near the Qibing Building.
Zhao Qibing had long since cast the morning's unpleasantness to the back of his mind. Apart from a faint regret — a girl as beautiful as a fairy, her face ruined, no longer of any interest to him — he had no other thoughts on the matter at all.
To his mind, the stubborn rabble of the shantytown were no different from ants; crushing them was a trifling matter. Right now he had more important things to do — today was a red-letter day for Qibing Real Estate.
Zhao Qibing's origins were deeply mysterious, yet among the people of consequence in Songshan City, it was dimly understood that a powerful family stood behind him. Li Chihua, the local kingpin, was nothing but his running dog, and so a great many people showed up out of courtesy for Zhao Qibing's completion ceremony.