Counting Li Erhu, Heizi, and Xiaoli, a total of forty people were escorted into military trucks by the internal guards.
"Camera and film..."
The middle-aged man wearing glasses should take away these two things.
"You are?"
Ma Ming did not hand over the things immediately. He first confirmed the identity of the person in front of him and was extremely cautious. After all, the film was not only evidence that Zhu San framed Feng Yi.
The leakage of any negative film may have a negative impact on Feng Yi.
Be cautious.
Ma Ming's principles.
"I am the secretary of Mr. Feng Shi, and this is my work ID." The middle-aged man wearing glasses showed his work ID. He was the secretary of a provincial boss and was only half a rank lower than Feng Yi.
Ma Ming looked at the ID carefully and handed the film camera to the other party.
It's approaching noon.
A convoy of three 212 vehicles and five military trucks turned around and returned to the provincial capital of Xijing.
Twelve people watched the convoy go away.
"We finally have a place to use again!"
One person shouted excitedly.
Another person laughed and said: "I thought that Boss Chen would let us do some shady things if he gave us such a high salary, but I didn't expect that we could still work for Feng City. It's so honorable."
"We are just doing things for Mr. Chen."
Ma Ming reminded his comrades tepidly.
Everyone understood that Ma Ming had good intentions.
Those in power expect their subordinates to be absolutely loyal, and being inconsistent is a taboo.
"The things are done, let's go back to Fengchuan."
Ma Ming walked towards Black Santana as he spoke.
“What to do with these cars?”
Hong Yong pointed to the car left by Zhu Sanmazai and asked Ma Ming.
"Drive it all the way back."
Ma Ming opened the Santana door and turned to look at Hong Yong.
They can all drive.
Twelve people drove ten cars and returned the same way.
Toyokawa.
Zhu San led a group of cronies to disperse dozens of people who had blocked the downstairs of the company and demanded refunds. These people had purchased ink jade slabs in large quantities.
General Manager's Office.
More than ten people were sitting or standing.
Li Dahu said: "A bunch of idiots came to Fengchuan to cause trouble for the third brother. They are tired of life."
"Call Shao Bin and ask where he went."
Zhu San, who was sitting behind his desk, ordered Li Dahu.
To facilitate contact, Shao Bin brought a mobile phone with him.
Li Dahu nodded, and just as he was about to make a call, the landline phone on his desk rang.
Zhu San leaned forward to answer the phone.
"Hey...Dad...what?!"
Zhu San stood up in shock.
People present had never seen Zhu San so nervous, or shocked, or fearful.
The call is completed.
Zhu San's vision went dark and he fell down on his chair.
"Third brother..."
"Third brother..."
The crowd gathered around him in a hurry.
Zhu San closed his eyes slumped and said with a painful expression: "Shao Bin and the others were all arrested."
More than ten people were dumbfounded.
Zhu San's words were like a bolt from the blue to them.
"Everyone get out."
Zhu San waved his hands weakly.
A dozen or so panicked people slowly exited the office.
They gathered outside the office door, hoping that the omnipotent third brother would come up with a countermeasure.