Chapter 267: Blue and white porcelain with broken tiles

On the early morning of the fifth day of the first month, Huang Guoliang called Wang Le to tell him that he had prepared all the relevant information about the grandson of the Zhao family, Fang Zhuo, and Zhu Hui, the owner of the brilliant private company in Dongshan. [More exciting novels please visit]
The two met at Dongxing Tea House on Mingxuan Road last time.
"Liang, thank you this time."
In the restaurant's box, Wang Le took a bulging yellow leather portfolio from Huang Guoliang and thanked him with a smile.
Huang Guoliang waved his hand and said, "It's all my own, and I've seen this outside of you. If I hadn't been running around with my boss during this time, there was some delay. Otherwise, my brother's needs will not be dragged on to now."
Wang Le smiled and said anything polite. Signaled to drink tea first.
The two drank the oolong in the tea cup, closed their eyes and enjoyed for a while, when Huang Guoliang opened his eyes and looked cautiously at Wang Le and said, "Brother, there is something I don't know as a brother. "
Wang Le chuckled and smiled, "Liang, you all say we are our own, but let us have something to say."
Huang Guoliang nodded his head and said, "I don't think anyone in the Beijing circle has done this assassination of your brother."
Wang Le moved, motioning to the other side to continue.
"This is also my personal speculation, because the circle of Beijing is not big, it is small, and it has been in business for more than half a century. It always has its own set of rules. I have thought about Su Yueguang and Liu Quanan carefully in the past two days. There are also family members of Zhao Maike who have resentment against you. In the final analysis, they just lost some money and lost face, so that they would not have to kill you in order to find their place. In the eyes of those people, Brother, you are just a broken tile, and they are all blue and white porcelain. Is it necessary to die like this? "
Huang Guoliang's eyes flashed the light of wisdom, and slowly expressed his views, can not help but let Wang Le sitting opposite think.
"Brother Liang, what do you mean?" Wang Le flashed a stun in his eyes and asked.
Huang Guoliang smiled silently, pointed his finger at the yellow leather file bag next to Wang Le, and said, "Brother, do you want to deal with these two people, will the other party have a preemptive action?"
After a pause, he said meaningfully: "Brother, the people in Beijing think you are a broken tile, but the root of your broken tile is the broken tile on the eaves of the Mu family and the boss, and the people in Dongshan It's not necessarily clear, even if they know, they don't understand how terrifying Thunder's Wrath is, so the old saying is good, the ignorant are fearless! "
At this moment, Wang Le could not help but look at Huang Guoliang, gave a thumbs up, admiringly said: "Brother Liang, your words let the younger brother and I, the insider, open up, and sure enough, there is no weak soldier underneath, great!"
Huang Guoliang hesitated with a smile: "I also check the information of these two people during this time, so I can think of it here, and you are the authority of the brother, you have become a dark person under the lamp, and you don't know the clue, which is also human nature."
Wang Le thought about it, reached out and picked up the Huangpi file, pulled out the information about the two of them and a stack of photos, flipped it, and then lighted it with a lighter.
Huang Guoliang froze a little, puzzled by Wang Le's actions.
Wang Le didn't talk, and burned these files and photos into the trash.
After a short while, the scorched smell in the box filled with smoke and smoke. At this moment, Wang Le smiled and said in an uncertain manner, "Don't have to worry so much, Dongshan, you have to take a trip in person."
Immediately, looking at Huang Guoliang, he said, "Brother Liang, I'm not familiar with Beijing. Please trouble me to get a motorcycle racing. It is best to get it from the black market. In the evening, I will go to Dongshan."
Huang Guoliang agreed and said, "No problem."
Then he took out a pen and paper from his briefcase, wrote a mobile phone number and handed it to Wang Le, saying, "When you reach Dongshan, make this call and you will know where the two are."
Wang Le got up and stood up, shoved the note into his jacket pocket, and turned out of the box.
When Huang Guoliang came out of the tea house and returned to his car, he found that there were already twenty yuan in the co-pilot seat.
After putting away the money, Huang Guoliang sighed in secret: "The father of the tiger has no dogs. This brother Wang's work is reassuring."
At this time, Huang Guoliang felt that he was really a man of great fortune. Not only did he have nothing to say to the boss, but even the righteous son whom the boss recognized, was quiet, had empathy, and let him be the officer. People who are convinced from the bottom of their hearts, unlike those of the family, think that blue and white porcelain is very noble.
It's not that Huang Guoliang is short of these money. In his current position, Xiao Yuanfang's secret secretary, I don't know how many people are waiting for him with blank checks in his hands.
It is because Wang Le, the future son-in-law of the Mu family, is even regarded by the Xiao Yuanfang couple as their lifeblood. In this way, they can still achieve this level. To say that the eighteen streets of the family members in the Beijing circle cannot be overstated.
Even if some of the children in the circle have good IQ and good IQ, but in the eyes of Huang Guoliang, a young official who climbed from the bottom step by step, those people are always enthusiastic and approachable when facing subordinates, but always Something is missing, but Wang Le has it on his body. It is grounded, which makes people feel kind, as if they are in the same trench. They can drink and eat food in large bowls instead of holding wine glasses. In order to be regarded as having friendship.
This is why Huang Guoliang just said that the family is blue and white porcelain, and Wang Le is the reason for the tiles. Even the tiles on the roofs of the Mu and Xiao Yuanfang houses are still tiles, that is, grounded air, and Huang Guoliang. People are from the same country.
In the study room of Su's mansion, Sunan said to his grandfather Su Zhendong: "Grandpa, I checked it with people in the security department. Among the people who conflicted with Wang Le on the highway ~ EbookFREE.me ~ one The owner of Dongshan Brilliant Group is Zhu Hui. Ten days ago, a foreign trade company under Brilliant Group had a $ 2 million fund remitted to a private account on Hong Kong Island. According to the company ’s business transaction records , This is an account that has never appeared before. "
After a pause, Sunan continued: "According to the information we have, the owner of this account is owned by a member of the killer organization Scorpio from Europa."
Su Zhendong's eyes flashed a light, slowly said: "It seems that those people in Dongshan really did it."
"What now?" Sunan asked.
I saw that Su Zhendong said unchangingly: "Since they play yin, they have to exchange gifts and solve them."
Sunan hesitated, and then hesitantly asked, "Grandpa, do you really want to use it?"
Su Zhendong got up from the sofa, stood up, and walked to the door of the study, slowly said, "Keeping soldiers for a thousand days, using soldiers for a while, let the dark horse take a trip and go to Dongshan to solve the man named Zhu Hui."
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