Jing Gao asked Xiao Qi to prepare a car and take Zhao Qinghan to Rongcheng. Zhao Qinghan had just bought the car not long ago, and Jing Gao must have been worried about her driving on the highway.
Zhao Qinghan waited for a while at the Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion, and happened to take a photo with Chu Xuefei, who came out in a bathrobe. One was delicate and heroic, the other cold and skinny. Each was good at winning.
After a while, Zhao Qinghan went downstairs and took Xiao Qi's car to Rongcheng, the Mercedes-Benz he drove.
Chu Xuefei got dressed. She had to go to work today. She was 1.70 meters tall, wearing an off-white midi skirt and five-centimeter high heels. She was tall and skinny. Her eyes were slightly narrow but it did not detract from her beauty.
The temperament is cool.
Taking the initiative to offer a sweet kiss, with a cunning look in her beautiful eyes, she asked: "Mr. Jing, was it your mistress or mistress just now?"
Jing Gao hugged her and patted her little baby. Chu Xuefei was very charming and wild under the cold beauty appearance. In the past, his imagination was limited by his appearance and poverty, but now he knows that girls take the initiative.
What is it like.
"Go to work. I'll ask you to have tea another day."
"Okay!" Chu Xuefei kissed Jing Gao, waved her little hand with a smile, and drove Jing Gao's black Magotan to work.
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Junsheng Law Firm is a well-known law firm in Beijing. Jing Gao entrusted Li Wei's case to his old acquaintance, Lawyer Zhang.
The two met outside the city's No. 2 Detention Center in the early morning. Lawyer Zhang was waiting in the shadow of the building with his assistants Gao Yi and Chen Yujie.
"Mr. Jing..." Lawyer Zhang saw the coffee in his hand thrown into the trash can, quickly came over and shook hands with Jing Gao.
Jing Gao shook hands with Lawyer Zhang, "Have the procedures been completed?"
"Um."
Jing Gao said to Gao Yi, Chen Yujie nodded, as a greeting. He was not in the mood to see Chen Yujie again after how many days.
The four of them went in together. Soon, the process was completed. Jing Gao saw Li Wei in a small room. He had a shaved head and was wearing a yellow vest. When Jing Gao came to see him, tears filled his eyes immediately.
"Master Jing, thank you! Thank you for coming to see me."
Jing Gao smiled and patted Li Wei on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Look what you said. You are implicated by me."
Li Wei wiped his tears and snot, shook his head and sighed: "After all, it was me who made the mistake first, and let Fatty Ma seize the loophole." As he said that, he lowered his voice and said: "Master Jing, Fatty Ma asked Skinny Monkey to bribe me.
Fuck you. I didn’t say anything. But you should pay more attention recently."
Jing Gao frowned and nodded gently, "Okay, I understand. I'll ask Lawyer Zhang to represent you in your case. Don't worry."
"Um."
After coming out of the detention center, Jing Gao did not exchange greetings with Lawyer Zhang, Gao Yi, or Chen Yujie. He simply shook hands and left in the car. Everyone could feel the oppressive atmosphere.
"Go back to the law firm!" Lawyer Zhang ordered, and Gao Yi drove the two of them back to the law firm in a black Buick.
Chen Yujie sat in the passenger seat, holding a document bag in her hand, which was the file of this case, and remained silent.
Gao Yi smiled inwardly. He told you not to get too close to Mr. Jing. Look, no one treats you as a meal. He asked, "Mr. Zhang, this case seems a bit tricky."
Lawyer Zhang was deep in thought in the back row and replied: "So Mr. Jing's intention is to hold off as long as possible and wait for a turnaround."
Gao Yi sighed: "A turning point? I can't see it."
Chen Yujie nodded. She was also not optimistic about this case.
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Fu Ye drove a black BMW. The atmosphere inside the car was very dull.
Jing Gao recalled the miserable state of Li Wei when he visited him just now, and pursed his lips slightly. At this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.
It's an unfamiliar number.
"Mr. Jing, do you still remember me?" Huang Mingyuan's voice came from the phone, "Do you have time to come to Xianghe Golf Club now? Brother Fan wants to see you."
"Okay." Jing Gao hung up the phone and ordered: "Old Fu, go to Xianghe Golf Club."
Fu Ye said nothing and turned around at the intersection. He felt that Mr. Jing seemed to relax a little.
Xianghe Golf Club is a well-known golf course in Beijing. Its hardware conditions are not the best, but it is located in the blessed land of Xishan, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and natural scenery. It is sought after by the rich in Beijing.
Naturally, its supporting facilities are not just a golf course. It also has advanced supporting facilities and luxurious club services. It is the best business and leisure club in Xishan. It has a first-class cigar room, red wine cellar, and spa center.
Conference room center and more.
Jing Gao drove to Xianghe Golf Club and followed a staff member to a cigar room.
The layout of this room is elegant and open. Drawers full of cigars are stored in wooden cabinets against the wall, and the temperature is suitable.
There are two men standing on the sofa waiting for guests. One of them is Huang Mingyuan, who lived in Rongcheng with Jing Gao. He is thirty-three years old, wearing Givenchy casual clothes, T-shirt, and casual pants, and has a quiet temperament.
Huang Mingyuan smiled, shook hands with Jing Gao, and introduced: "This is my brother Fan."
Brother Fan looks a little old, and his face is a bit hollowed out by drinking and drinking. He is tall and burly, with a Chinese character face and very attractive facial features. He is wearing a blue shirt and black trousers, and he has a dandy air about him.
Fan Yang was also looking at Jing Gao, and suddenly smiled and said: "A hero comes from a young age! Xiao Jing, sit down."
Very loud.
Jing Gao looked calm and sat on the black single-seater sofa.
Fan Yang said: "Cigar and red wine, how about that?"
Jing Gao said calmly: "Let's have a glass of red wine." He was not in a hurry to open the topic. Even a fool could guess what Fan Yang was thinking.
Huang Mingyuan poured a glass of red wine for Jing Gao and said: "Mr. Jing, please ask Zhong Qiming to check Zhao Canglong's Hong Kong stock account. Zhong Qiming asked Brother Fan to help with this matter." He gave Jing Gao a look, do you understand?
Jing Gao took the wine glass and asked in a deep voice: "Have you found out?"
Fan Yang chuckled, turned around and took out a document bag from the coffee table and placed it in front of Jing Gao, "Zhao Canglong and I have been fighting privately for so many years. It's very simple. Here are his stock and futures investment details in Hong Kong Island.
Xiaojing, you are quite capable! Everyone thought you wanted to defeat Fatty first, and then you immediately wanted to bring down Zhao Canglong. The young man has great ideas.
However, it is useless for you to let Zhao Canglong lose some money in the stock market. He has a big business and doesn’t care if he loses tens of millions. Are you interested in cooperating with me? "
Jing Gao took a sip of wine calmly, "How do you want to cooperate, Mr. Fan?"
Fan Yang was smoking a cigar, the smoke was rising, and he looked like he was giving advice. He said: "Your title of Representative XX is still very useful. You continue to fight against Zhao Canglong. I know that grandson, he must be very shady.
I will cause trouble for you again.
At that time, you should report to the city that the grandson is destroying the city's business environment. Then find public opinion to expose him, and I will help behind. By then, he will have to shed his skin even if he is dead.
The assistant you have is called Li Wei, right? His case is nothing at all, I will help you handle it later. Fatty Ma is a scumbag."
Jing Gao wanted to laugh a little.
This Young Master Fan was fooling him into thinking he was a fool. He charged into the battle and used it as this gun. He didn't know whether Zhao Canglong would die or not, and he would definitely be finished by then. So, this Fan Yang was indeed no match for Zhao Canglong.
"I appreciate Mr. Fan's kindness. Let's each do our own thing." Jing Gao stood up, picked up the document bag and left.
He does want to find an "ally", but not Fan Yang. But...
"Fuck!" Huang Mingyuan looked at Jing Gao's back and said, "Brother Fan, this guy is too arrogant. I'll get the documents back."
Fan Yang smoked his cigar and waved his hands, "Forget it. It's good to make Zhao Canglong sick."
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Jing Gao took a car back to his office in Guomao. He first dialed a number and then called Dong Lingxi, "Mr. Dong, make an appointment. I would like to meet and chat with Mr. Zhao."
