Zhen Jiabao was taken to the top floor, and the police kept persuading Li Zhiming to get down from the railing, but it was useless, Zhen Jiabao looked at Li Zhiming's face from a distance and couldn't help frowning.

Even if he is bankrupt and loses hope, Li Zhiming is only forty or fifty years old, and he still has a chance to make a comeback, Zhen Jiabao only thinks about saving people, and he doesn't have time to think about the reason for his lack of money.

"Professor Chen, this is Miss Zhen Jiabao, she has some information about Li Zhiming that you need to know."

Although the police officer took Zhen Jiabao upstairs, he did not have the authority to let Zhen Jiabao and Li Zhiming talk directly, so he could only call the police's psychological counselor over.

"Hello, Li Zhiming has bought two high-value insurance policies in the insurance company in advance before coming here z-i&039;sa, and the beneficiary is Li Zhiming's son, I don't know if his z-i&039;sa has been so strong today has something to do with this."

Zhen Jiabao didn't dare to completely talk to the psychological counselor, but he still made the psychological counselor's eyes brighten.

"Thank you very much Miss Zhen for your information, I will definitely try my best to save Mr. Li."

The psychological counselor hurriedly thanked Zhen Jiabao and hurriedly returned to the place where he was standing when he comforted Li Zhiming just now.

Li Zhiming's face had already shown an expression of death at this time, and Zhen Jiabao believed that if he had been talking to the psychological counselor for a longer time just now, Li Zhiming would probably have jumped off.

"Please Mr. Li must act cautiously, even if Mr. Li doesn't care about his own life, doesn't he even care about your son?"

The psychological counselor was also shocked when he saw Li Zhiming's current state, and shouted at Li Zhiming before he had time to stand firm.

Li Zhiming's originally serious and heavy face suddenly loosened a little, but in an instant, he returned to the state of the tablet without waves.

It's just that this momentary fluctuation did not escape the eyes of the psychological counselor, and the psychological counselor was more certain that Li Zhiming's plan today was probably to let his son get those insurance money.

The father's love can be seen.

The psychological counselor tried hard to persuade Li Zhiming, including Z-I&039;SA's situation is not covered by the scope of insurance compensation, and explained to Li Zhiming in detail.

This explanation was more effective than the previous persuasion for so long, and Li Zhiming was immediately excited when he heard that Z-I&039;SA could not get insurance compensation.

But because Li Zhiming's choice of Z-i&039;SA's building was too high, and the wind on the roof was noisy, Li Zhiming was sitting on the railing to stabilize his emotions and maintain some balance.

But at this time, as soon as he was excited, the consequences were immediately revealed-Li Zhiming's body swayed left and right under the blowing of the wind.

Zhen Jiabao, who was standing on the platform, was a little unable to open his eyes by the wind, let alone Li Zhiming, who was sitting on the railing with emotion.

Zhen Jiabao looked at Li Zhiming's appearance that he was about to fall off the railing if he was a little careless, so anxious that his eyes were a little red.

"You're lying to me, aren't you? Isn't the insurance I bought to protect my life? Doesn't it make sense for me to die now? ”

The expression on Li Zhiming's face couldn't tell whether it was pain or something else, Zhen Jiabao only felt mixed feelings when he listened to his horn.

"Mr. Li, I don't know if you recognize me, but I'd better introduce myself to you first."

Zhen Jiabao suddenly snatched a small hand-held megaphone from the hand of the police officer next to him, and the police officer was defenseless at all, so Zhen Jiabao easily got his hands on it.

Li Zhiming on the railing deliberately squinted his eyes after hearing Zhen Jiabao's words, trying to see the face of the girl who spoke, but it ended because the wind was blowing directly on Li Zhiming's cheeks.

"I'm a journalist, and my boyfriend must be familiar to Mr. Li - my boyfriend is Helian Quan."

Zhen Jiabao expanded

Before snatching the loudspeaker, he felt that he had a lot to say, but after holding the megaphone in his hand, Zhen Jiabao suddenly didn't know what to say, so he could only say hello to Li Zhiming and introduce himself dryly.

And when introducing himself, Zhen Jiabao did not forget to mention Ti Helian Quan, after all, they are both business people, presumably Li Zhiming and Helian Quan will not be strangers.

Sure enough, after hearing Helian Quan's name, Li Zhiming's face was a little puzzled, as if he didn't understand why Zhen Jiabao wanted to mention Helian Quan.

"I spoke to Helian Quan before I came here, Helian Quan is very concerned about your current situation, and if you are still interested, we will do our best to help you make a comeback - and the citizens of S City have been donating to you these days, and they all want you to live well."

Zhen Jiabao's words were sincere, especially when it came to those citizens who spontaneously organized donations, Li Zhiming swallowed his saliva and looked compassionate.

"It's too late to say this, and I don't want people to see the joke, but I ......"

Li Zhiming tilted his head slightly and glanced at the side and back of his body, the sense of fear that people look at a height of several hundred meters is not easy to summarize, just the scene he saw at that glance was enough to make Li Zhiming dizzy.

This is also the reason why Li Zhiming will face the platform on the railing - ordinary people will be more or less afraid of heights, and Li Zhiming is especially serious in this regard.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help but be a little glad that Li Zhiming had a fear of heights, which gave them a chance to persuade Li Zhiming to come down.

Taking advantage of the moment when Li Zhiming looked behind him, the public security officers who had been watching and guarding him immediately rushed forward and dragged Li Zhiming by the legs and pulled him off the railing.

After Li Zhiming was dragged off the railing with his legs in his arms, he immediately hugged his face and cried bitterly.

"You shouldn't save me, what's the point of leaving me in this world, I've been too much of a failure in my life, so let me go down to accompany Qin Sang."

Qin Sang's name Zhen Jiabao has also heard of it, it is Li Zhiming's wife who founded the Dazhou company from scratch with Li Zhiming, I heard that she is an iron lady with a lot of skills and brains, and what is even more commendable is that this Qin Sang has both work and life, not only taking care of the Dazhou company day by day, but even Li Zhiming has a warm and harmonious family that was famous back then.

It's a pity that this legendary figure died of a serious illness more than ten years ago.

There are very few people who can remember Qin Sang for so many years, and most people only sigh when they mention Li Zhiming's past, and Li Zhiming has lost his wife for so many years and can still hold back himself and no longer marry a little wife, which is really a model for men, and there is only a trace of envy for the once amazing and beautiful woman.

At this moment, hearing the name of his deceased wife from Li Zhiming's mouth, Zhen Jiabao couldn't say it without sighing.

"Even if Mr. Li wants to accompany your wife, but before that, you have to think about whether your wife is willing to watch you commit suicide, you and your wife have a son under the age of twenty, I think your wife will definitely hope that you can raise your son well and watch him start a family."

Zhen Jiabao endured the sour feeling of his nose and persuaded Li Zhiming with a painful face.

The wind on the top floor of the building was still hunting, and everyone's ears echoed with a long-lasting whistling, and beyond that, Li Zhiming's heart-rending cry.

Zhen Jiabao saw Li Zhiming's reaction and knew that he probably listened to his words and would not choose z-i&039;sa anymore, so he silently returned the small megaphone he was holding in his hand to the police officer.

"Thank you, officer, for your trouble."

After Zhen Jiabao returned the loudspeaker, she also specially thanked the police officer, after all, her behavior of snatching things from the police officer's hands without authorization just now can be said to be a risk

Guilty.

The policeman looked a little heavy, and only then did he smile bitterly after taking the megaphone from Zhen Jiabao's hand.

"Whereever, I would also like to thank Miss Zhen for being able to persuade Mr. Li to come down, otherwise if Mr. Li, a well-known philanthropist, really jumped in front of me...... I think my conscience will be difficult for the rest of my life. ”

As he spoke, the officer's hand holding the megaphone tightened unconsciously.

Zhen Jiabao glanced around on the high platform, basically all the staff members stood in silence, and most people's eyes were locked on Li Zhiming lying on the ground.

"Mr. Li has done so much charity, and they all say that the cycle of cause and effect, he will definitely get through this difficulty."

Zhen Jiabao comforted dryly, and reached out to tighten his coat.

I was too excited just now, so I forgot about the cold, and at this time, seeing that Li Zhiming had been rescued, Zhen Jiabao felt that the cold wind was drilling into every gap in her clothes, making her cold to the bone marrow.

"Since Mr. Li has successfully saved you, then I won't disturb your work."

Zhen Jiabao shrunk his neck and hurriedly said goodbye to the officer, and the officer looked at Zhen Jiabao with a cold look.

"It's my negligence, it's really a little cold when the cold wind is raging on the top floor, I'll send you down."

Zhen Jiabao nodded slightly, and finally glanced back at Li Zhiming, and then followed the police officer downstairs.

The staff who passed by on the road were grateful and admiring to Zhen Jiabao when Zhen Jiabao passed by, Li Zhiming is a public figure in the local area, and his image is very good, Zhen Jiabao was able to persuade Li Zhiming to come down, but he swiped a wave of favorability.

It's just that Zhen Jiabao doesn't have the heart to think about these things at all now, and his mind is full of regrets why he didn't bring a scarf when he went out today.

As soon as Zhen Jiabao got downstairs, he was surrounded by a group of reporters downstairs, and now the number of reporters gathered downstairs is much more than just now, and they have all received the news that Li Zhiming was successfully rescued, and they are worried that there is too little material and no news to write.

Zhen Jiabao was escorted by the police officer and walked silently past those reporters, and only then did he sigh with a heavy face after walking to Xin Ya's side.

"Isn't the person already successfully saved, how can he still have this expression."

Xin Ya looked around casually with her eyes, and under Xin Ya's gaze, those reporters were much more restrained, and they didn't dare to ask Zhen Jiabao questions in front of Xin Ya.

They did forget Zhen Jiabao's identity as a reporter just now, and were warned by Xin Ya a little, and then they remembered that even if Zhen Jiabao had any exclusive news, how could they tell them.

The reporter who had just returned with a feather snorted a little unwillingly, but no one paid attention to his dissatisfaction at all.

"Nothing...... It's just that the top floor is too cold. ”

Zhen Jiabao's hands in his pockets to keep warm were not enough, and his chin was almost retracted into the collar.

Xin Ya looked up at the sky, since Li Zhiming had been rescued, there was no point in the two of them staying here any longer.

Xin Ya didn't think that what Zhen Jiabao saw on the top floor was not enough to support a piece of news.

At present, it seems that it is better to take Zhen Jiabao to find a place to warm up first.

Zhen Jiabao shook his head slightly, looked at his watch, and realized that it was almost time to get off work.

"I'd better leave early today, it seems that the wind just now gave me a headache."

Zhen Jiabao was talking to Xin Ya, and Xin Ya heard Zhen Jiabao's headache and deliberately reached out to test the temperature of her forehead.

"It does seem to be a little feverish, okay, I'll send you back."

Xin Ya grabbed Zhen Jiabao's wrist and walked to the car, Zhen Jiabao followed behind with a groggy head and sniffed in pain.

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