In the evening, outside the box of the Xile Palace, Wu Di said softly to Ding Guozhen: "The press conference will be held tomorrow. Lao Pi is a little worried about his wife and children, go and watch it."

"Then here?"

"He's fine, Brother Feng and the others are here, let's talk about something." Wu Di replied softly: "He wants to go back later, I'll call you."

"Okay." Ding Guozhen nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wu Di patted Ding Guozhen on the shoulder.

"What's the hard work? It's my own family's business." Ding Guozhen smiled and pointed out of the door and said, "Then I'll leave first."

"good."

After the two of them communicated, Ding Guozhen turned around and left.

...

Wu Di returned to the private room, reached out to take out the tablet from the bag he carried with him, and handed it to Director Pi: ​​"Look at it."

Director Pi frowned and looked at the content on the tablet, frowned: "Did I disclose it in front of the media?"

"Yes." Wu Di nodded: "We must make it clear what the benefits of Old Xu promised to Chalk Investment Bank, how much rebate he gave James, and what kind of transactions happened in the villa."

Director Pi glanced at the content on the tablet: "If I really say this on the spot, the people on Old Xu will hate me to death. This is not betrayal, but to make them die."

Wu Di was silent.

"...Are I still able to stay in Songjiang afterwards?" Director Pi asked slightly anxiously.

Wu Di looked up at the other party, reached out and pointed his finger.

Brother Feng got up and walked to the bathroom of the private room, took out a small black suitcase from it, and placed it on the coffee table.

"What does this mean?" asked Director Pi.

"Click!"

Brother Feng reached out and opened the suitcase, revealing the neatly arranged banknotes inside.

"There is one million in this, which is the total salary for eighty years." Wu Di intervened and looked at Lao Pi and said, "If you really can't stay, I'll give you another house and three permanent places in District 8."

"Haha." Director Pi smiled helplessly: "You are really investing in such things!"

"I think you are worth the money." Wu Di replied with a smile.

Director Pi stared at the money and hesitated for four or five seconds before reaching out to grab the money box.

"Bang!"

Wu Di suddenly reached out to stop him.

Director Pi was stunned.

"If you don't take the money, we can just have tea and chat today." Wu Di stopped Director Pi and said in a very blunt way: "But if you want to take the money and don't do anything, that's definitely not possible."

Director Pi hesitated for a few seconds again, then pressed the black suitcase: "If something happened to the project team, they are likely to let me take the blame. The mistress called me several times these days, but I didn't go. Now I have no choice."

After saying that, Director Pi closed the box, looked at Wu Di with a squinted eyes and said, "I'm leaving after the press conference."

"No problem." Wu Di nodded.

...

After more than ten minutes.

Brother Feng stood in the corridor, frowned and said to Wu Di, "Isn't the risk of such a fence-branded man who spends one million to smash it?"

"Fragment-headed grass has the function of fence-headed grass." Wu Di replied expressionlessly: "It is not enough for me to expose scandals on the media to put pressure on public opinion. Because in the final result, it is likely that the airport project was stopped, a person in charge jumped out of the blame, and then Lao Xu was transferred from his post for joint and several liability."

"Did you hear the wind?" Brother Feng asked.
Chapter completed!