Chapter 1292 This Is the End He Deserves

When Feng Qi heard the words, his eyes widened in horror. At this moment, Jian Ai was undoubtedly a monster in his eyes.

Before he could beg for mercy, Si Yue shot again, and with a crisp 'click' again, Si Yue covered Feng Qi's mouth with his hand again, this time, he didn't even have the qualifications to cry out.

Cold sweat soaked his back, Feng Qi's face was pale, his arms lost the fulcrum, his hands were tied again, and the slightest movement was a biting pain.

Snot and tears flowed down his face, and he looked half-dead as he saw more air out and less air in.

Jian Ai immediately waved his hand, the rope tied to him broke with a bang, and Feng Qi, who had lost his restraint, fell to the ground like a pool of mud.

He didn't dare to run, and he didn't have the strength to run. At this moment, this home where he had lived for many years was undoubtedly a hell on earth for Feng Qi.

"Let's talk." Jian Ai leaned back slowly, apparently letting Feng Qi seize the opportunity.

After all, he still has two legs intact.

How could Feng Qi dare to neglect? He already knew at this time that if he didn't explain everything one by one, he might die here today.

Si Yue stepped forward and pulled the explanation from Feng Qi's mouth, and Feng Qi coughed violently.

After a long while, he said weakly, "It's Erji phosphorus powder. I poured Erji phosphorus powder into the hanging furnace."

Diphosphorus powder, a chemical substance, will explode when exposed to high temperature, but to cause an explosion on the scale of a roast duck restaurant, the amount of Diphosphorus powder needs to be very large.

"Why do you do this?" Jane Ai asked again.

Feng Qi swallowed and said in a low voice, "I learned the roast duck technique of Yang Ji's roast duck, and I always wanted to go it alone, but... My contract with Yang Ji is ten years, and I don't want to wait that long..."

Private skills are not rumored. Yang Ji’s roast duck skills are only passed on to his apprentices, but for the benefit of Yang Ji roast duck, these apprentices must work in Yang Ji for ten years before leaving. This is a rule, not only limited to Yang Ji, The same goes for other stores.

Otherwise, everyone will leave after learning the roast duck technique. How can Yang Ji gain a foothold in the industry?

Ten years is a short time.

Jian Ai did not speak in a hurry, but looked at Feng Qi quietly, because she felt that things were more than that simple.

Sure enough, Feng Qi said again: "The whole family of roast duck came to me a while ago, and gave me 200,000 yuan, so that I could create an accident at the Yangji head office."

Jian Ai narrowed her eyes when she heard the words. She was not unfamiliar with the name Family Roast Duck. In her previous life, this roast duck was famous in the capital, and it was regarded as the number one sign in the roast duck world.

Of course, that's because the Yang Kee Roast Duck didn't rise up in the previous life.

Now, with Yang Kee, other roast duck brands have to stand aside.

"So you created this accident and nearly killed your master and the other two people in the roast duck house?" Jian Ai asked coldly.

It's not almost, Father Yang has almost reached the gate of hell at the beginning, and he can only choose one of his legs and his life.

Feng Qi shook his head again and again. At this time, he was also full of fear and cried, "That's not the case. I didn't want to kill anyone, and my family's roast duck didn't let me kill anyone."

"They just want to make some noise and create negative public opinion for Yang Ji to suppress Yang Ji."

"I was almost caught by accident when I was secretly adding dithiophosphorus powder to the hanging furnace. I threw all the dithiophosphorus powder into it in a hurry. I really didn't do it on purpose."

Jian Ai could tell if what Feng Qi said was true or not, but she only looked at the result.

Whether you have the intention to kill or not, the intention to kill is real, and it has led to such big consequences.

It is impossible to recover from the crushed shoulder blades of both hands. This Feng Qi can only be a cripple for the rest of his life.

But Jian Ai will not be soft-hearted. This is what he deserves. He should be grateful to Uncle Yang for still alive. If Uncle Yang dies and causes Yang Xiaoman's life-long injury, she will only make Feng Qi's fate worse. awful!

Coming out of Feng Qi's house, the frigid wind awoke Jian Ai's sanity, and also blew away the unpleasant turbid air in her chest.

"That whole family roast duck, do you want to start?" Bai Tian stepped forward and asked softly.

Jian Ai looked up at the moon in the night sky, and then nodded: "Tell Yu Wuyuan to make this name disappear from the Beijing roast duck world."

Bai Tian nodded lightly: "Understood."

The next day, the three people in the dormitory got up at the same time to wash and then left the dormitory building together.

When she came to the classroom, Jian Ai's desk had a hot breakfast, two buns, a sugar cake, and a cup of hot soy milk.

"Banhua, Zhang Heng bought breakfast today. He's going to play ball. Let me tell you to eat it while it's hot!" As soon as Jian Ai sat down, the classmates in the front seat raised their eyebrows at him and said.

Jian Ai nodded with a dumbfounded look on her face, and glanced at the breakfast in front of her, both amused and moved.

The boys in this class spontaneously organized a collective action to buy breakfast for the class, and everyone took turns to buy it. This is the fourth day that she has eaten breakfast that a different classmate bought her.

Who says science men are dull and dull? She finds it so cute!

"Morning!"

Yu Dong also came at this time, with sweat on his face. Obviously, he had just returned from the game. Looking at the breakfast on Jian Ai's table, he couldn't help laughing: "Zhang Heng bought it?"

Jian Ai nodded, and opened the plastic bag with her hands, the smell of leeks came on her face.

Yu Dong frowned instantly, just as Zhang Heng came in through the door, Yu Dong pulled his neck and yelled at him: "Zhang Heng, are you sick?

, Let the fairy eat leek stuffed buns in the morning, not wicked! "

The students burst into laughter when they heard it.

Zhang Heng stood at the door with a dumbfounded face. Hearing this, he couldn't help blinking and said, "Don't all girls like to eat vegetarian stuffing?"

He also thought that he was kind.

"What a taste!" Yu Dong said, "You are too inexperienced, be careful not to find a girlfriend in the future."

Only then did Zhang Heng realize that the smell of leeks was too great, and he quickly cupped his fists: "Miss, mistakes, I will re-buy tomorrow, who is tomorrow? Tomorrow is Qiangzi, Qiangzi, you have a day later, come back to me tomorrow, and later All the people who will automatically move back one day, give me a chance to make a change and be a new person!"

With that said, Zhang Heng hurried to Jian Ai and said with a hilarious smile, "Banhua give me a chance, there are sugar cakes and soy milk. I'll deal with it today, and tomorrow I promise to give you a clear breakfast arrangement."

Jian Ai smiled and said, "I'm not Cixi, so I don't need to do this. This sugar cake is very good. I love it."

When Zhang Heng heard this, he glared at the whole class and said, "Have you heard? The queen said she likes the sugar cakes I bought!"

"Applause..." All the boys drank together.

On this day, a major news broke out in Jane's Group. Vivian, the marketing director, fell from the balcony of the 30th-floor self-occupied apartment yesterday evening and died on the spot.