0p0 Chapter 108 What's yours is yours
Chapter 108 What's yours is yours
Small leaders in the officialdom are very good at observing people's words and expressions, and can tell at once that something is fishy, so they just keep their eyes down and listen with their ears.
Wang Xufeng spoke solemnly, "Director Li is a man of high moral character and has made countless contributions to society and culture. He was affected by media criticism some time ago and died unexpectedly in the museum this time. In order to prevent the media from making false statements, can you please allow the police to perform a second autopsy before handling Mr. Li's funeral, so that the forensic evidence can be made public, to stop the gossip and give justice to those who are guilty."
Wang Liwu tilted her head, pursed her lips and smiled, a smile of understanding.
"Miss Wang, your idea is really thoughtful. Why don't you take the old curator as your teacher? I got along very well with Madam Wang last time at the hospital. I think my mother will definitely get along with Madam Wang right away. I'm sure Miss Wang will have no problem calling the old curator "Grandpa."
Wang Liwu was furious, but couldn't just beat him up, so she said something sarcastic, "Although I haven't been in touch with my uncle for many years, I'm sure he would be happy to have such a good relationship with me and take care of my funeral. Why don't you go to the morgue to recognize and pay respects to him, and then ask the media and forensic doctors to see how respected Mr. Li is, and invite the younger generation to worship him, and then ask Minister Wang to write a few words, 'Grandparents and grandchildren across the world', what do you think, Miss Wang?"
These words were very blunt and unpleasant to the ear, and they humiliated both Wang Xufeng's family and her grandfather's family. The two small leaders simply laughed it off and said they were busy with work. When the words of pain were delivered, they immediately ran away.
But Wang Xufeng didn't give up.
I just can't swallow this.
The main reason was that she saw Chen Shizi in a bad condition in the hospital last time, and she had been investigating Wang Liwu and trying to bring him down. All the people who were related to Chen Shizi before the School of Political Science and Law were exposed in the hotel, which scared her. However, she couldn't get any information about Wang Liwu's villa no matter what. She wanted to do something while Li Zheng was dead.
She never argued with others about these matters, nor did she get involved in such muddy waters, but she couldn't let go of Chen Shizi's matter. No matter how much she said she would support her, the tension in her heart could not be resolved. This was the only chance in her life, and she inexplicably felt that she had to compete with Wang Liwu, otherwise she would definitely regret it.
Then, in front of Wang Liwu, she really put on her clothes and went to the morgue to pay her respects.
Stomping her and her family's faces directly onto the floor.
But when she came out, Wang Liwu had already left her behind.
It's just a joke.
Her back was still very upright, like a bamboo, and she could be respectful and humble even when bowing to a deceased old man who was not a good person and even had some bad deeds that were worthy of ridicule.
It was indeed the first respectful worship that Li Zheng received after his death.
No one paid attention to her qualities of both virtue and talent, how she was determined to contribute to society, but she had a hard time, was tied up by her family and parents, and now she was deeply trapped in the quagmire of emotional grievances. Others only remembered her as the legitimate "young lady" of a high-ranking official's family who was not liked by the ministers but had a small profit to make.
The hunchbacked old man who was cleaning the morgue muttered a few words: "The relatives looked on coldly, but the others knew that death was the greatest thing. Our meeting was the fate of the previous life. Once the waist is broken, the grudges are over. If you accumulate virtue and do good deeds, you will be rewarded. In the next life, you will hate each other and never see each other again."
Wang Xufeng was not arrogant, his aura was not oppressive and he was very friendly. Seeing that his face was messy and his eyes were sad and lonely, the down-and-out old man dragged the rotten mop and hobbled up to him, and started a conversation with him by giving him advice on moral conduct and experience.
"Girl, a virtuous person should not do immoral things. Once you get into the obsession, your blessings will be destroyed. She is hopeless, but you are. You are virtuous, but she is not. Keep your heart, what is yours is still yours."
At that time, Wang Xufeng didn't know that some people in this world are born with a pair of wise eyes, and they enter the world in poverty just for the purpose of spiritual practice. But she didn't listen to these words, and she didn't know that in two lifetimes, she ended up with nothing but a bamboo basket to draw water.
What is yours is still yours.
It shouldn't be yours...
No matter how you change, cheat, or plan, you can't get it.
But at this moment, she has been thinking sincerely about the girl who has been with her for four years, and sincerely thinking about Chen Shizi's future safety, happiness and life. She knows that she has selfish desires, reluctance, and jealousy. She tries hard to restrain and digest these negative emotions, hoping that she can look at Wang Liwu's affairs from an objective and fair perspective.
After thinking about it, she always couldn't help but fall into a mental trap, that is, Wang Liwu was cruel by nature, had harmed Chen Shizi, and was a bad person. For Chen Shizi's sake, she had to make him receive social and legal punishment and rescue Chen Shizi from the Stockholm complex.
She just refused to believe that Chen Shizi would really like or fall in love with such a person, nor did she believe Chen Shizi's nonsense about finding someone. She simply felt that Wang Liwu was playing with and deceiving Chen Shizi's innocent feelings.
In her mind, Chen Shizi would never live under someone else's roof for any reason, not even giving up her dignity and freedom. Someone must be forcing her.
So Wang Xufeng called some familiar media people and went to Wang Liwu's villa.
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A group of people came to the area with large equipment and were chased out by the bodyguards.
But the reporters Wang Xufeng found were all smart, experienced and steady people.
One of the editors directly said to the bodyguard in a clear voice: "According to the information disclosed by Ms. Wang, she intends to donate 10 billion yuan to the University of Political Science and Law for the public welfare of protecting women's rights. Our station asks for permission to conduct an interview. I would like to ask Ms. Wang if she can accept it. Please help pass on the message."
The villa has been under martial law since last night, and no one dared to respond to this question.
Someone started the conversation, and the reporters bombarded them with questions. "The curator of the Fu Museum died unexpectedly. Can you please tell me why Miss Wang didn't allow a deep autopsy?"
“Is the inside story of Miss Wang’s mother’s death revealed on the Internet true or false?”
"It is reported that on the night of Mr. Li's death, Ms. Wang and a young woman stayed in the museum late at night. Did they have an argument with the old director?"
“Is that woman the so-called lover that Ms. Wang mentioned as a donor?”
"Did Director Li hinder the progress of their relationship because of Miss Wang's sexual orientation?"
As soon as the topic was brought up, the media immediately fabricated a complete motive for the crime and instantly tied Chen Shizi, Wang Liwu and Li Zheng together on a boat that night. The situation was out of control and Wang Xufeng instantly became nervous.
She wanted to use the situation to knock down the security door of Wang Liwu's villa, but the media's words were sharp and they asked questions that immediately dragged Chen Shizi into the water. Wang Xufeng had to step forward immediately to calm the boiling trend.
The media equipment was set up for live broadcast. At that time, a tabloid that heard the news rushed directly to the morgue and interviewed the staff for first-hand information. The old man mopping the floor knew nothing about the whole process, which showed that he was ignorant and poor.
The hospital worked diligently and enthusiastically, and kept telling people not to take pictures or intrude, but the reporters all wanted to be famous, and they were all like great white sharks that smelled blood, pointing madly at murder.
Once there is public opinion, it will be difficult to cremate the body.
The reporters outside the villa stayed 300 meters away until the next day. When the incident developed to this point, Wang Xufeng was powerless. Only the editor-in-chief of the media who asked the question at the beginning respected the gentleman's agreement with her and only asked about donations, objectively required social dissection, and did not make random accusations without actual evidence. However, others saw the slightest clue and were very utilitarian, and they wanted to confirm even the untrue facts.
This was the prevailing atmosphere. The female editor looked at Wang Xufeng apologetically. She also had KPIs. Seeing that she was not getting involved in the matter, the station directly called other groups to respond. Just like the other reporters who were besieged, they launched a series of murderous attacks, accompanied by a filtered video of deliberate friction and conflict with the bodyguard, which was hyped up and immediately sent out with a wonderful headline.
"Feeling guilty? The curator "died of illness", and his granddaughter Wang Liwu resolutely refused to perform an autopsy, stayed indoors, and instead made large donations to the public."