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A man and a woman walked in from outside. Old Shao glanced over; the man was dressed in simple casual attire, wearing leather shoes, and as he raised his hand, a luxury watch on his wrist caught the light, indicating it was quite expensive. The woman wore a large coat lined with fur and carried a black vintage leather bag.
"Hey," Director Zhang, who had been sitting in his chair, immediately stood up upon seeing the man, looking somewhat puzzled. "Isn't this President Wang? What brings you here today?"
The man looked at Director Zhang, seemingly not recognizing him, and replied, "My daughter told me that Director Xi had something important to discuss with us. My wife and I just got off the plane and came straight here. If it weren't something serious, my daughter's tone wouldn't have been so frantic. What exactly is going on?"
Director Zhang stepped forward to greet them. "Oh, so Wang Yedan is your daughter."
The man nodded. "Yes, I am Wang Kun from Kunpeng Group, and this is my wife. Our daughter is Wang Yedan. I'm not sure what has happened; may I ask how you are addressed?"
Director Zhang responded, "My surname is Zhang; I'm the Director of the Management Department. It's been two years, and I had no idea that Wang Yedan was your daughter. This is rather embarrassing. Wang Yedan, you too! Kunpeng Group is one of the leading automotive parts companies in Yuzhou City; how could you be involved in business like this?"
Teacher Zhao's mouth dropped open in surprise; she couldn't believe that Wang Yedan was truly the daughter of an entrepreneur. In her mind, she had always thought that Wang Yedan's parents were merely small-time businesspeople, perhaps selling stinky tofu at a stall.
Wang Kun said, "I never wanted my daughter to feel any pressure or for her friends to value her based on our status rather than who she truly is. After all, we are just doing a bit of business—nothing extravagant. Now, let's get to the bottom of this."
Director Zhang glanced at Teacher Zhao before speaking again. "Actually, it's nothing too serious. There is a classmate who liked your daughter but chose to commit suicide after being rejected. These two are the parents of that student—Lu Wei and Zhao Xiu. This matter doesn't involve your daughter directly, but since it's such a significant issue, I thought it best for you to handle it personally."
Then Director Zhang added, "However, we are still on Wang Yedan's side here. How has her academic performance been, Teacher Zhao?"
Just moments ago, Director Zhang had stood beside Zhao Xiu and Lu Wei; now he was firmly supporting Wang Yedan: "A few years ago, the school was discussing building a new laboratory with Kunpeng Group; recently our department's building has also been..."
At this moment, Zhao Xiu finally spoke up: "Wang Yedan has been performing well academically at school and is a good person. She doesn't follow the crowd like other students; she can study and live independently. Compared to other students, she shows a kind of maturity beyond her years. I am even considering making her class monitor next semester..."
With that, Teacher Zhao walked over to Wang Yedan's side and said to her, "Wang Yedan, Teacher Zhao was just trying to help you."
The expressions on the two faces changed rapidly. Old Shao was unwilling to listen to any more flattery. He said, "We are police officers, and we are the detectives responsible for the Luben case. It is indeed a suicide, but during the four hours that Luben was alone, we cannot determine what factors led him to make that decision. Luben's phone has not yet been found, and this matter still requires investigation."
"However," Old Shao continued, "before Luben committed suicide, your daughter did say something that could be interpreted as wishing for Luben's death." He added, "And this is also why you are here."
Wang Kun furrowed his brow and looked at Lu Wei and Zhao Xiu. After pondering for a moment, he spoke up, "The police have already investigated; this matter has nothing to do with my daughter. If my daughter really said such a thing, I apologize, but she would never say something like that without reason."
Wang Yedan turned to her father and said, "He kept pestering me and confessing his feelings. I was really angry and said something in the heat of the moment."
"Well," Wang Kun replied, "I have one hundred thousand yuan in one of my cards right now. This is out of sympathy for what happened to your son, but that's all it will be."
"One hundred thousand is quite a sum," Director Zhang interjected. "For Luben's parents, this amount is significant; it might take you ten years to save up that much. I think this condition is acceptable; let's proceed with it."
"No," Zhao Xiu responded rationally, unlike the previous night. "I didn't sleep at all last night; I was thinking about what my son's last wish was. I sat there all night and then I understood. People say that if someone dies with regrets, they cannot rest in peace. What was my son's last wish? It was to be with Wang Yedan."
Upon hearing this, everyone understood that Zhao Xiu was about to repeat her old argument.
Sure enough, Zhao Xiu said, "My request is very simple. I don't want your money; my son is dead—what use would money be to me? I only want you to marry my son—through a posthumous marriage. After I bring my son's body home, you must keep vigil for seven days. During this time, you must wear a bride's dress until the seventh day..."
Luo Wei, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up: "On the seventh day, all our relatives will be at the mourning hall. You need to bow before my son and get married there. After the marriage ceremony, you will keep vigil alone for one night. Then you can leave; from then on we will have no further ties. You can marry someone else afterward; we won't interfere."
"Impossible!" Wang Kun exclaimed. "This is superstition; it's nonsense. My daughter cannot participate in any posthumous marriage with your son."
With that, Wang Kun pulled out a wallet from his wife's bag and took out a bank card: "This card has one hundred thousand yuan on it; the password is 1456."
Wang Kun placed the card on the desk and said, "This card will stay here. If you agree, take the card; if not, we can meet in court. I've made myself clear; the rest is up to you to decide."
Director Zhang returned to his desk and pulled out a stack of cash from the drawer. He walked over to Zhao Xiu and placed the money in her hands. "Look, this is our thirty thousand yuan. It's already quite a lot. I will help you, but don't push your luck. After all, Wang Yedan has done nothing wrong."
As he spoke, Director Zhang pressed the money into Zhao Xiu's hands.
Zhao Xiu still held the one thousand yuan that Zhang Jun and others had contributed earlier. Suddenly, she laughed and said, "Weren't you just going to help us? Why has your tone changed now that they are here?"
Director Zhang waved his hand dismissively. "You see, Wang Yedan hasn't done anything wrong. This thirty thousand yuan is out of pity for you. So, Wang Yedan, you can take a break for a few days or come back to class tomorrow; rest assured, the school will provide proof of your innocence. We all see it clearly, right, Teacher Zhao?"
"Yes," Teacher Zhao quickly agreed. "Given what happened, it’s clear that Luben was simply too immature. To take such drastic measures over a small issue is not something an adult should do. As for Wang Yedan, during the next class meeting, I will clarify things with the students and propose that Wang Yedan become Vice Class Leader. Next year, I will recommend her for Class Leader; after all, such an outstanding student is rare."
Just as Teacher Zhao finished speaking, Zhao Xiu let out a cold snort. She casually tossed the money onto the conference table. The seal had not been tightly closed, and the thirty thousand yuan scattered across the table like petals in the wind, with hundred-yuan bills fluttering through the air before landing on the table and floor.
"We absolutely will not compromise," Zhao Xiu declared. "I want everyone to know what kind of person your daughter is—a deceitful little brat. I want others to see her parents' true colors! Your daughter caused my son's death, and you can't even meet this small request."
Zhao Xiu bowed deeply to everyone in the project team. "Officers are here too; I appreciate you bringing my son's body back to me, but I am deeply disappointed in you all. You are supposed to protect us. If you remember that you serve the people, then you must force Wang Yedan to marry my son."
Lu Wei added, "We neither steal nor rob; we just want Wang Yedan to marry my son in spirit. It won't affect her at all. How can she be so selfish and show no understanding of our situation? How can you all be so selfish? My son is dead—can't you let him rest in peace? You are all selfish people; this is a dark society!"
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