After hearing what Wang Mingtang said, Jiang Weimin and John no longer had any intention of staying.
No matter where the news about Wang Mingtang came from, Jiang Weimin knew very well that the news had reached Wang Mingtang's ears, indicating that someone had begun to doubt him at this time.
So at this moment, Jiang Weimin immediately said that the company had an emergency and left without stopping.
Wang Mingtang and others were extremely polite and kept saying it was okay, allowing Jiang Weimin to leave with peace of mind.
"It would be better for the man named Jiang to leave. The bottle of Romani wine he left behind is for us to enjoy."
Upon hearing this, all the directors laughed in unison.
They are leaders and are usually used to being flattered by others. Now they are asked to flatter others, and of course they are a little unhappy.
So after Jiang Weimin left, the group of people became a little more relaxed and began to greet each other and eat and drink as usual.
While we were drinking, a deputy director couldn't help but make a comment.
"This Romanee red wine is high-end, but the taste is not as good as the Lao Baigan from my hometown."
"Old Zhang, what do you know?"
Wang Mingtang disagreed.
"The fact that Romani red wine sells so well and is so popular naturally has its own uniqueness."
"You're not used to drinking it. It's hard to find a bottle for foreigners.
I see, it’s not that there’s something wrong with my wine at all, it’s that you don’t know how to appreciate it.”
After finishing speaking, Wang Mingtang gracefully picked up the wine glass and took a careful sip.
When the deputy director heard this, he shook his head helplessly. He grabbed the red wine bottle in front of him and looked at it a few times.
Just when he was about to put down the bottle, he suddenly stared at the bottom of the bottle and his eyes widened.
Immediately afterwards, the deputy director's voice sounded in surprise,
"Hey, why is there a two dollar mark on the bottom of this wine bottle?"
Upon hearing this, the entire wine table fell silent in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, everyone came over and looked at the bottom of the bottle in disbelief.
Just looking at it, sure enough, there was a two dollar label clearly attached to it.
Although everyone's English is not very good, they may be able to achieve the position of director, but they still know the word dollar.
At this time, Wang Mingtang, who had been boasting non-stop just now, was stunned. He looked at the red wine in front of him and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but said nothing.
The deputy director on the side swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively.
"Director Wang, do you think there is such a possibility?
This bottle of wine isn’t a Romanée at all, it’s just a two-dollar bottle of garbage?”
…
At this moment, after eating at Zhang Ze's house, because it was getting late, Su Yuanxiang personally drove Yang Jianguang back.
Along the way, Su Yuanxiang was quite emotional.
"Brother Jianguang, we really hit it off.
I have not handled many cases in the years I have been a police officer, but you have been there for several major cases, and it was only because of you that I was able to handle the cases."
"If this case can be solved now, I will be famous in the police circles across the country."
Hearing this, Yang Jianguang smiled and said nothing more.
A police officer with a sense of justice like Su Yuanxiang deserves the honor he deserves.
On the side, Su Yuanxiang continued to speak.
"When I first told my family why I came to Xijiang, they all thought there was something wrong with my brain and that's why I made this decision."
"I think it won't be long before they know how right the decision I made was."
As soon as Su Yuanxiang finished speaking, there was a bang.
Only then did Su Yuanxiang react and quickly stepped on the brakes.
After Santana stopped, even if Su Yuanxiang braked in time, a large piece of Santana's rearview mirror had been smashed.
Before the two of them got out of the car, a blond and blue-eyed guy ran over with a smile on his face.
"I'm really sorry. We didn't see it. We will bear full responsibility for this accident. Here is 2,000 yuan. You can use it to repair the car."
Seeing that the other party was so polite, Su Yuanxiang felt unhappy and didn't have much to say. He nodded, took the money from the other party, counted out 300 and prepared to return it to the other party, while saying.
"It only costs 300 yuan to repair a rearview mirror, and the remaining money will be returned to you."
But before Su Yuanxiang could return the money to the other party, the foreigner in front of him hurriedly ran to the Mercedes-Benz not far away.
Then, the Mercedes-Benz, which also had its rearview mirror smashed, roared and disappeared from the sight of the two.
Su Yuanxiang, who was holding the money, complained helplessly.
"Hey, what's going on with this foreigner?
Are you going to be reincarnated so quickly?"
Looking at this scene, Yang Jianguang watched the Mercedes-Benz drive away.
Weiwei started to think about it.
Su Yuanxiang is not a pedantic person. Although he is not willing to take advantage of others, when others insist on giving him money, he is too lazy to refuse.
Then, Su Yuanxiang held up the money and said cheerfully to Yang Jianguang behind him.
"Okay, Jianguang, I made a fortune today, how about I treat you to another meal?"
But Yang Jianguang shook his head and replied in a hasty voice.
"Brother Su, the person in front of you is Jiang Weimin's secretary John, and the person sitting in the car should be Jiang Weimin."
"Jiang Weimin?"
Hearing this name, Su Yuanxiang also realized the seriousness of the problem.
This was his goal this time when he came all the way to Xinyong, a big liar who defrauded tens of millions, and he actually bumped into him?
The money in his hand was most likely obtained by Jiang Weimin through fraud.
At this time, Su Yuanxiang was no longer in the good mood he had just received the money. He spat on the ground and cursed angrily.
"What's this guy in a hurry for?
Can't you even see the road?
It's still possible to hit someone on such a wide road."
"It's not that simple."
Yang Jianguang’s voice sounded again.
"Jiang Weimin is usually arrogant and domineering. He would ask others to apologize to him if he bumps into him on the road. How could he take the initiative to pay for it today?"
Su Yuanxiang didn't think there was anything wrong.
"What's the accident? I was driving smoothly on the road, and he crossed the line and hit me. Isn't it his full responsibility? He deserves to pay compensation."
But the more Yang Jianguang thought about it, the more something was wrong, and then he urged anxiously.
"No, Brother Su, you should turn around and go to Secretary Zhang's house immediately. You must stabilize this guy quickly. He is very likely to run away."
On the other side, Jiang Weimin and the other two quickly returned to their hotel.
After closing the soundproof door of the room and confirming that there were no police chasing them around, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
John asked anxiously.
"What do we do now?"
Jiang Weimin answered without looking back while packing his things anxiously.
"What else can be done?
Everyone has noticed us, so of course we have to run away quickly."
"But what about the money?"
John was a little anxious, "The money promised by Xinyong officials has not been received yet!"