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Chapter 306 Li Zhiming Intends to Suicide



Chapter 306 Li Zhiming Intends to Suicide

He Lianquan frowned and motioned for NICK to leave, but NICK didn't follow his own president's wishes, instead, he seemed to have something to worry about and didn't know what to say.

"Just say something."

He Lianquan saw Nick's hesitation and opened his mouth.

"President, Li Zhiming has always been enthusiastic about charity, I think..."

"Don't worry, he will never continue to sink like this again, but before that, Li Zhiming must have a complete trough."

He Lianquan rubbed his eyebrows and said lightly.

"I'm relieved, President, then I'll leave first."

NICK respectfully left He Lianquan's office, but He Lianquan did not relax.

"Li Zhiming... The Qin family."

Zhen Jiabao was joking with Xin Ya and drank a cup of hot drink. Seeing that it was getting late, it was time to leave, but when paying the bill, Xin Ya suddenly exploded beside her.

"Garbo, something happened!"

Xin Ya looked at the phone, grabbed Zhen Jiabao's wrist with one hand, and hurriedly led Zhen Jiabao out.

Zhen Jiabao hurriedly took the bill from the waiter, put it in his pocket, and followed Xinya to the car on the side of the road at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

"This is what happened, why are you in such a hurry."

After Zhen Jiabao was pushed into the car by Xin Ya, he rubbed his sore wrist and asked Xin Ya.

"Li Zhiming is on the top floor of the tallest commercial building in the city and is about to jump off the building."

Xin Ya told Zhen Jiabao about the current situation with a solemn face.

You must know that when Xin Ya opened the mobile communication software just now, she was startled by the information swiping the screen from the reporter group.

The photos posted in the reporter group made Xinya even more terrified. The top floor of the commercial building was made into an observation deck, and it was not difficult for those who are willing to go over it.

Li Zhiming was sitting on the railing with half of his body drooping outside. Xinya thought that the wind in S city was strong today, and even worried that Li Zhiming would be blown down by the wind because of a carelessness.

That was hundreds of meters in the air.

If Li Zhiming really had the will to die, no one would be able to save Li Zhiming.

"What are you talking about? Show me what's going on."

Seeing that Xin Ya had hurriedly started the car, Zhen Jiabao took out Xin Ya's phone from her coat pocket and unlocked it.

Xin Ya did not exit the chat interface of the reporter group just now, so as soon as Zhen Jiabao unlocked Xin Ya's phone, he saw a screen full of messages.

The more Zhen Jiabao looked up the information, the more terrified he became. Li Zhiming, Zhen Jiabao, knew something about it. Although it is difficult for anyone to accept bankruptcy when he is old, it is even more surprising that Li Zhiming would choose to commit suicide.

After all, Li Zhiming started from scratch. He also went through a very difficult stage after founding the Dazhou company with his wife many years ago.

But Li Zhiming and his wife have been helping each other in times of trouble, and finally made the Dazhou company run wild.

Although some people say that Dazhou Company has always relied on Li Zhiming's wife to develop so well, the evidence is that the development of Dazhou Company has stagnated a little since Li Zhiming's wife passed away.

But Li Zhiming has always been in a good state of mind. Except for the two years when his wife passed away, he was very sad. He has always been a very strong and open-minded image.

What happened to this kind of person before he thought of ending his own life to escape?

And for Li Zhiming, death may not be a complete relief - Li Zhiming and his deceased wife also had a son who was under 20 years old, Li Zhiming usually treasured that son, could it be that Li Zhiming really had the heart to let his son alone live in this world?

Zhen Jiabao was in a daze in the car, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called He Lianquan.

Didn't He Lianquan say that you can call him if you encounter any business problems?

Zhen Jiabao really had no other choice now.

When He Lianquan saw the caller ID from Zhen Jiabao on his mobile phone, his expression was a little clear.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

He Lianquan looked at the caller ID and was silent for two seconds before connecting the call.

Zhen Jiabao briefly explained the matter over the phone.

"He Lianquan, do you know why Li Zhiming suddenly committed suicide? I really can't figure it out. His son is not yet 20 years old."

Zhen Jiabao was very anxious in the fast car driven by Xin Ya, He Lianquan seemed to be able to feel Zhen Jiabao's anxiety from such a long distance.

"I really don't know why Li Zhiming committed suicide, but I just received a piece of news here."

He Lianquan held the phone in his left hand, and with the signature pen in his right hand, he blankly drew two strokes left and right on the documents on the table.

"Li Zhiming just bought a huge amount of insurance, and the beneficiary of the insurance is his son."

He Lianquan hesitated for two seconds before speaking under Zhen Jiabao's urging.

After Zhen Jiabao got the news, he was a little surprised and speechless.

Could it be that Li Zhiming wanted to commit suicide because he wanted to leave those insurance premiums to his son?

But as far as Zhen Jiabao knows, there is no insurance that will pay compensation for the user's suicide.

If everyone who wants to commit suicide buys an insurance policy before committing suicide, won't the insurance company go bankrupt.

And this kind of behavior like Li Zhiming has a special term to call it.

Suicide scam.

Zhen Jiabao repeated the word twice on the co-pilot, as if muttering to himself. No matter what, he couldn't believe that such a person who has been doing charity all the year round would actually cheat money by committing suicide.

Although the price to pay is his life.

Zhen Jiabao looked away in a daze, looking at the red and green festive decorations on the street, he suddenly felt desolate.

There are people in the world who are eagerly awaiting Christmas, a time when roast chicken is delicious and candy is sweet.

The happiness they have when they get gifts may be insignificant to them, but it may be unattainable compared to others.

When Zhen Jiabao thought that when he and Xin Ya were sitting in the shop comfortably drinking hot cocoa, someone was planning to commit suicide to leave some last property for his son, he couldn't help but feel his nose sore.

"What did you just say? What suicide... fraudulent insurance?"

Xin Ya did not ignore Zhen Jiabao's mumbling just now.

Zhen Jiabao regained his consciousness after being asked such a question by Xin Ya.

"I called He Lianquan just now to ask about this matter. He Lianquan told me that Li Zhiming had purchased a huge amount of insurance not long ago, and the beneficiary was his son."

After repeating what He Lianquan said to herself just now with Xin Ya, Zhen Jiabao was at a loss as if he had found a backbone.

"We must not let him really commit suicide, and even if he does, his son will not get money."

Zhen Jiabao said in a panic.

"Why are you so confused? Even if you go bankrupt, there is always a chance to make a comeback. If you die, you really have no hope. Li Zhiming, who has lived half his life, can't think about it so much."

Xin Ya was really shocked after hearing what Zhen Jiabao said, but the speed of driving did not slow down at all, while talking to Zhen Jiabao bitterly.

However, the current situation could no longer allow Zhen Jiabao and Xin Ya to talk too much, and Zhen Jiabao and Xin Ya soon arrived at the downstairs of the commercial building at the speed of Xin Ya trying not to violate the traffic rules.

A group of reporters had already gathered downstairs, Zhen Jiabao and Xin Ya squeezed forward with simple equipment in their hands.

The entrance of the commercial building was covered with life-saving air cushions, but Zhen Jiabao knew that falling from a height of several hundred meters would be useless no matter how high the air cushions were.

It can be said that those air cushions are just a psychological effect for people to see.

Zhen Jiabao and Xinya stood downstairs and looked up. The commercial building was indeed a landmark building in City S. Zhen Jiabao and Xinya almost broke their necks and couldn't see the top floor.

"Mr. Police, can I go upstairs with my companion to persuade Mr. Li? We are all concerned about him."

Zhen Jiabao was afraid that Li Zhiming would really jump off, so he pulled the policeman's sleeve wisely and asked.

The police stick to their duties and keep the reporters away from this area. You must know that people who jump from a height of several hundred meters will not necessarily be blown away by the wind in mid-air.

At that time, it would be bad if it hit someone.

So the police flatly refused Zhen Jiabao's request, but Zhen Jiabao refused to give up and continued to flirt with the police.

"I said, Ms. Zhen, I also know that as a reporter, you want to cover the news as closely as possible, but this is human life. Please don't delay our work any longer, okay?"

The policeman also knew Zhen Jiabao's face, but he didn't believe it at all when Zhen Jiabao said that there was a way to persuade Li Zhiming not to jump off the building.

Even their professional psychological counselors can't persuade Li Zhiming to get off the railing. Why does Zhen Jiabao, who has no relationship with Li Zhiming for no reason, have such confidence?

Besides, the police really can't afford such a responsibility.

It just so happened that another policeman passed by at this time, saw Zhen Jiabao flirting with another policeman, and came over to ask a few questions.

Zhen Jiabao looked back and realized that life is full of coincidences. The policeman who came up to question him happened to be the main person in charge of Wei Lai's case.

The policeman was also familiar with Zhen Jiabao, so Zhen Jiabao simply let go of the person who had been blocking him, and started talking to the policeman instead.

Zhen Jiabao didn't tell the police that Li Zhiming's plan to commit suicide might be to defraud the insurance, and the police were shocked when he said this.

"It's against the law to commit suicide by defrauding insurance. Although it is said that people can't be held accountable when they die, the compensation is absolutely impossible to get."

The police questioned Zhen Jiabao with a look of surprise.

"Miss Zhen, are you sure what you know?"

Zhen Jiabao nodded anxiously.

"This is what my husband told me, there should be no mistake."

When the police heard that the news came from He Lianquan's mouth, they were even more convinced that there should be no falsehood, so they agreed to take Zhen Jiabao up as a matter of expediency.

But Zhen Jiabao was asked to follow the police closely and not to talk to Li Zhiming without authorization, and to let the police staff communicate with Li Zhiming if possible.

Zhen Jiabao was so anxious that he agreed to all the police's demands.

Although Li Zhiming upstairs could still talk to the police counselor, he didn't intend to get off the railing at all.

"Mr. Li, even if your business fails, you can't give up your life. You still have a chance to start again. The society is very concerned about your situation. I believe that as long as you have confidence, you will definitely be able to make a comeback."

The psychological counselor of the police has been trying to persuade Li Zhiming, but for some reason Li Zhiming has been indifferent.

"You don't need to persuade me anymore, and the people over there don't try to get close to me anymore, or I will jump right now."

Li Zhiming is nearly 50 years old. Although he has always been in a pampered environment, he does not look fat. He is a refined and thin middle-aged man.

But this middle-aged man showed a very painful expression on his face, as if the police were forcing him to die.

And death seemed to mean relief to him, and the psychological counselor could clearly see the struggling expression on Li Zhiming's face.

This is not right!

According to the experience of psychological counselors, if people do not have too strong stimulation before committing suicide, they will generally not regard death as home.

What made Li Zhiming have to commit suicide?


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