"It's an organization. What kind of organization is it?"
"It may be Xiong Yuanju's old rival, or it may be... his past underground business partner - Pengxiang Business Committee."
"If it is this 'Pengxiang Business Committee', what is their real purpose?"
"Minister Lu, this is what I want to know most now, and it is also what I am most worried about." Wang Weidao, "When I was transferred to the ministry last year, the first major case I took over was the investigation of a wide-ranging case.
The major smuggling case involving collusion between officials and businessmen involved not only the Daxiong Group, but also the issue behind it. At that time, it was the first time I knew about the existence of the 'Pengxiang Business Committee', a very mysterious organization."
"The ministry has a rough grasp of this situation."
"On the surface, their leaders are all business leaders from Pengcheng and Xiangdao, but behind the scenes there is such an organization named after business. What exactly they have done will not be clear for a while."
Vice Minister Lu stood up from his seat, walked to the window, stared at Guanyin Mountain on the bank of Xindian Creek in the distance, and tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart.
There was silence in the office, and the ringing of the clock was extremely harsh. Wang Wei's nerves were just a hair away. Suddenly, when Wang Wei saw the string of agarwood beads on his wrist, he jumped up like an electric shock and screamed.
:
"broken!"
"Have you found the target?" Vice Minister Lu turned around.
"According to the schedule, as soon as the meeting ends this morning, I should accompany Xiong Yuanju to the ancestral grave in his hometown - Ci Cemetery."
"You mean Xiong Yuanju..."
"And Governor Luo Dingshan."
"Gosh--"
"I hope it's too late—"
"You must be in time!" Vice Minister Lu suddenly understood, his voice was trembling, and his face was as white as gold.
Wang Wei grabbed his handbag and left like crazy.
Vice Minister Lu immediately grabbed the phone and issued an order to the special police force.
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On the last day of the World New Economic Forum, the sky cleared up after the rain, and the bright sunshine bathed Daxi Town. When we climbed up and looked into the distance, the scenery was spectacular, and the bright scenery was refreshing and refreshing.
Daxi Town is not far from Xiong Yuanju's ancestral home, Hakka Mountain Town, only more than 50 kilometers away. The town is located in Yunqi County, west of Jigao Mountain and south of Pengcheng City. Expressways and railways run directly from the west of the town to Pengcheng.
The town is surrounded by strange peaks, with waterfalls everywhere, criss-crossing streams, and sparkling blue waves. Large lakes and small lakes are connected together. The lake is full of life, with luxuriant plants and fish swimming in it.
Xiong Yuanju and his brother Xiong Yuaneng never came back before they fled Hong Kong. They were so poor at that time that it was hard for anyone to survive, especially for the deceased ancestors. No one spent money to build ancestral graves for their ancestors. They were all buried in
A small mound in the barren mountains.
Decades later, Xiong Yuanju returned to his hometown with wealth and wealth. Not only did he invest in setting up factories, he also spent huge sums of money to build the Xiong family's ancestral cemetery.
This time Xiong Yuanju came back to attend the conference. On the one hand, he was solemnly invited by the organizer of the World New Economic Forum, and on the other hand, he also wanted to come back to pay homage to his ancestors.
According to the pre-arranged itinerary, after seeing off Xiong Feier and Michiko Yamaguchi, Wang Wei was supposed to return to the Yudaiwan Hotel where Xiong Yuanju stayed in Daxi Town before midnight last night, and this morning he accompanied him back to his hometown to worship his ancestors.
However, the strange thing is that Wang Wei still talked to him on the plane and told him that he would return before midnight.
As a result, Wang Wei did not return to Daxi Town on time and suddenly lost contact.
It wasn't until he woke up in the morning, called around to inquire about the situation, and Ye Zhangjian called to tell Wang Wei what happened that Xiong Yuanju understood what exactly happened last night.
The Xiong family's ancestral cemetery is a traditional Chinese courtyard building with carved beams and painted buildings, yellow tiles and red walls, towers and pavilions, and is antique.
After the cemetery was built, Xiong Yuanju received a solemn invitation from the organizers of the World New Economic Forum every year to come back to attend the forum. At the same time, he must also visit and pay his respects to the ancestral cemetery he planned and built. The local municipal committee,
The municipal government, provincial party committee and provincial government also attach great importance to it. Every year, a senior official will accompany him there.
After the death of Xiong Yuanju's parents, their coffins were first placed in Fu'an Hall on the side of Xiangdao. Later, their ashes were brought back to the burial site.
Usually, there are only a few servants cleaning and guarding the cemetery.
When the big clock in the Information Center Building on Zhongxiao East Road in Tiancheng pointed to 10:30, a line of luxury cars had slowly driven into Hakkashan Town. They passed directly through the town and arrived at the Xiong family's ancestral cemetery.
Luo Dingshan, the governor of Tiannan Province who accompanied Xiong Yuanju to pay homage to the mausoleum, got off the car and entered the cemetery with Xiong Yuanju.
The latter was not only the receptionist for Xiong Yuanju when he returned to his hometown to invest and set up a factory, but also the witness of Tiannan's rapid rise to greatness and rapid development as Tiannan's economy took off over the years.
Since the death of his father, Xiong Yuanju has always had a myriad of thoughts and mixed feelings whenever he comes to Daxi Town and looks at the unburied coffin.
He knew that his father's dying wish and his mother's wish when she passed away were that one day her soul would return to her hometown and be buried in the mainland.
He himself is almost sixty years old, and he often thinks about the mountains and rivers of Daxi Town and the plants and trees in his hometown, and his dreams are uneasy. Although Xiong Yuanju suffered a lot back then, when he broke out, he knew
His business has a disgraceful side. In addition to killing his own brother, large-scale smuggling has also brought huge disasters to the motherland and the people. However, without knowing it, his compatriots in the mainland and the authorities still treat him badly.
Serve your guests and treat them with courtesy.
Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?
One black and one white, his business is getting bigger and bigger. Almost everyone knows that his white business is prosperous all over the world, but few people know that the underworld business behind him is also amazing and terrifying. He quickly owns billions of yuan and tens of billions.
, and finally owned tens of billions and became a famous business tycoon in Hong Kong.
Perhaps it was a vague feeling of forgiveness. He wanted to make some contribution to his hometown and let his parents' remains return to their hometown as soon as possible and rest in peace. Over the past ten years, he has continued to strengthen ties with the local area, but there are many conflicts between the business and political circles, and social
The deteriorating public security situation made him worried.
He knows that the prosperity of his business depends on risk-taking and stability. The underworld is risky and the white-way is stable. Only in this way can he be guaranteed to make money.
Only then will his "Xiong Kingdom" in Hong Kong have a more solid foundation.
In this way, Xiong Yuanju has been increasing his investment in his hometown for many years. He has done a lot of good deeds and donated too much RMB to aid disaster-stricken areas. He has also been valued and recognized by the local provincial and municipal governments. It is more important to him personally.
It is the utmost respect and accommodation.
Thinking of this, Xiong Yuanju shook his head, his eyes full of melancholy.
He looked back at Jiangshan's bodyguards.
Not a word was said.
"What happened to Wang Wei? Why did he suddenly lose contact and receive such a sudden attack? Who was the person who attacked him?"
Xiong Yuanju withdrew his gaze, placed the bouquet in his hand in front of his parents' mausoleum, walked to the side of the governor of Luodingshan, and together they went to the place where his brother's coffin was buried. This coffin was just a symbol of some unknown grief in his heart.
The empty tomb did not contain his brother's body. His brother's body later disappeared and was not found in the sea. He spent a lot of money and even hired sailors but failed to salvage it.
It's a mystery that secretly haunts him.
It was clear that his brother was killed by Lu Feng at the beach. Lu Feng told him that the body was thrown into the sea. However, when Xiong Yuanju led people to the beach, no one saw his brother's body. Where did it go?
Doubts have been silently disturbing his nightmares for decades.
Little did Xiong Yuanju know that the "Jungle Iron Triangle" was on its way, and that except for his "bodyguard" Wang Wei, his own life was already in danger.
At this time, Jiang Shan and others were closely protecting him. However, without the "Jungle Iron Triangle" feared Wang Wei, the "full-blooded war god of the army" who was born in the special forces, would Xiong Yuanju be safe?