District 9

Yanbei, Xianglin Road.

Zhang Hongjing met his company partner Lao Liu, sat in the car and started talking.

"Damn it, it's our fault for being careless. We didn't expect that Fatty Teng would take the initiative to accept the investigation. So we got a lot of materials later, and before they were announced to the public, this matter was It's over." Lao Liu frowned and cursed: "I estimate that the working groups in various places were raided. If there is trouble, it is because of our internal ghosts. Otherwise, how could they find all the places you mentioned?"

"It's hard to say." Zhang Hongjing shook his head and replied: "But the matter about Fatty Teng probably touched the governor's most sensitive nerve, so he asked Gu Yan to come back for a thorough investigation. He has too many resources in his hands, and a Sichuan The government's Military Intelligence Department and the Eighth District Military Intelligence Department are combined into one, so it's probably not difficult to find out what color underwear Zhou Xingli is wearing today."

Lao Liu was silent.

"There are too many people instigating public opinion this time. Maybe a person in charge outside the district has been secretly arrested. We don't even know yet." Zhang Hongjing continued: "...Old Liu, I don't feel very good. If it doesn’t work, we have to withdraw.”

"Yeah." Old Liu nodded.

While the two were communicating and discussing, a car stopped behind and a man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out.

When Lao Liu saw the middle-aged man in the rearview mirror, he immediately reminded him, "He's coming."

Zhang Hongjing glanced back and immediately opened the car door with a smile on his face, wanting to get out of the car and greet him: "Secretary Wang..."

"No need to get down, let's talk in the car." The middle-aged man waved his hand to Zhang Hongjing to stop getting off. He also bent down and got into the car very neatly: "The matter is urgent, let's keep the story short."

"good."

Zhang Hongjing nodded: "Your orders."

"Gu Yan has a very good personal relationship with Fatty Teng, and this wave of public opinion is essentially putting pressure on the old governor, so Gu Yan has evil fire in his heart and will definitely handle this matter strictly." The middle-aged man looked at the two men. The person whispered: "With so many of your staff outside being arrested, it will be too difficult to escape in public. I guess the matter will be revealed soon."

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Hongjing nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go, Lao Zhang," the middle-aged man frowned at him and said, "I have arranged for the garrison to send you out."

"Leave now?" Old Liu was a little surprised: "My wife and children are still in Yanbei. I must at least tell them."

"At this juncture, if you leave a minute earlier, you will be safer." The middle-aged man frowned and persuaded: "Besides, what's the use of telling your wife and children about this? They can't help you. Just remember As long as you leave Yanbei safely, you will be the greatest protector of them. If you have money and power, what can't you do?"

Old Liu loosened his collar: "Is this the prince's order?"

"Yes. He said that after you leave safely, you can go directly to the EU area to stay for a while." The middle-aged man nodded and replied: "With the body of the old governor, it is estimated that it will only take three or two months. Once he is gone, you No one is taking care of this case at all. When the time comes, the higher-ups will say something and you can just come back."

Zhang Hongjing nodded slowly: "Okay, I will follow your arrangements."

"You drive the car forward and stop at the entrance of Hongge Kindergarten. Someone will pick you up in a moment." The middle-aged man ordered in a low voice: "After you leave the city, there will be someone outside to take you out."

"Okay, got it."

"Take care of yourself."

After the exchange between several people, the man known as Secretary Wang left first, and Zhang Hongjing and Lao Liu also had a big fight in the car.

Hongjing Company was co-founded by Lao Liu and Zhang Hongjing. It used to be mainly engaged in entertainment media, but Zhang Hongjing felt that the company's financial prospects would be mediocre if it was done this way. In addition, the competition in the industry was serious, so he began to take a political line and worked hard to build a company. Take the upper route of District 8.

In this way, Zhang Hongjing and Lao Liu have a clear division of labor. The former is responsible for government relations, and the latter is responsible for specific operations and incident handling. Both of them are very capable, so the company quickly took off and has made a lot of money over the years.

But as the old saying goes, it is easier to share hardships than to share wealth and honor.

After Lao Liu achieved financial freedom, he didn't want to get too close to the government because he felt it was dangerous. But after Zhang Hongjing got money, he still wanted to join politics. He wanted to join the city council as a media person and slowly operate online. Therefore, in the past year or so, the two have often quarreled over the company's direction, and even Lao Liu has thought about withdrawing his shares.

It's just that it's easy to build political connections, but it will definitely be difficult to throw away the connections after making money.

Lao Liu disagreed with the attack on Fatty Teng, but Zhang Hongjing said to him: "You know where our money comes from, right? If you don't understand the things arranged by the higher-ups, then just do it." No matter what the crime, you can be made to squat there until you die."

The two of them are trapped in the mud. It’s impossible to quit, but if you keep going, the results will be obvious.

The matter was revealed and he had to run away.

People are like this sometimes. When facing extreme temptation, they may jump into it with a smile even though they know that there is a fire pit in front of them.

…

The two of them got in the car at the entrance of the kindergarten with their assistants, and changed into a set of simple-looking clothes.

Zhang Hongjing's boss is very energetic in District 8, otherwise he wouldn't call him Prince Edward in private. Of course, calling her that way also meant a bit of licking and complimenting, and his boss was quite satisfied with this title.

With the upper-level management, Zhang Hongjing and Lao Liu successfully left Yanbei with the help of the garrison, went to a place called Kangzhuang, and settled in a boarding and lodging shop.

"The ship will arrive tomorrow, and you will leave from Jinmen Port then." The garrison man whispered: "Also, while you are here, you must not make any contact with others. Turn off your phone and everything else."

"Okay, got it." Zhang Hongjing nodded.

The garrison told the two of them a few words and left first.

Indoors, Lao Liu sat in a dusty private room and said angrily again: "Damn it, I don't believe in political people... Look, we'd better go alone, otherwise If something happens to the EU area at sea, they will probably..."

"Whatever the higher ups arrange for us, we just have to cooperate." Zhang Hongjing said in a low voice: "The more thoughts you have, the more dangerous you are, do you understand?!"

"Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I will leave by myself!" Lao Liu said expressionlessly.

"What a heck! Without connections from the higher-ups, where can you go? And once the higher-ups find out about this, we will be in a lot of trouble... we may even be hunted down."

"I just don't believe them."

The two started arguing in the room, and the two assistants did not dare to interrupt.

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Yanbei, District Eight.

A young man thought about it again and said: "Businessmen cannot be trusted. This matter is very important and cannot cause any accident. Xiaolong, please go there. Remember, you must bring the core with you and don't create any extraneous matters."

"Understood!" The attendant nodded.

at the same time.

Jiang Xue was sitting in a car, chewing dry bread, holding a bug headset, and listening to the contents of the microphone.

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Chongdu.

Qi Lin met Dali Zi, stepped in and said to him: "Tell me what you think."