Jing Gao asked Xiao Qi to prepare a car and take Zhao Qinghan to Rongcheng. Zhao Qinghan had just bought a car, 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 is 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 is 1.70 meters tall, wearing an off-white midi skirt and five-centimeter high heels, making her tall and skinny. Her eyes are slightly narrow but that does not detract from her beauty, and her temperament is cold.
Taking the initiative to offer a sweet kiss, with a cunning look in her beautiful eyes, she asked: "Mr. Jing, was it your mistress just now, or was it your mistress?"
Jing Gao hugged her and patted her little belly. Chu Xuefei is very charming and wild under her cold beauty appearance. In the past, his imagination was limited by his appearance and poverty, but now he knows what it's like for a girl to take the initiative.
"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 is 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 nodded to Gao Yi and Chen Yujie as a greeting. He was in no mood to care about seeing Chen Yujie after how many days.
The four of them went in together. Soon, the process was completed. Jing Gao met Li Wei in a small room. He had his head shaved and was wearing a yellow vest. When Jing Gao came to see him, tears filled his eyes immediately, "Thank you, Mr. Jing! Thank you for coming to see me."
Jing Gao smiled and patted Li Wei on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Look at 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 spoke, 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 be more careful 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 didn't even exchange greetings with Lawyer Zhang, Gao Yi, or Chen Yujie. He simply shook hands and left in a car. Everyone can 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, "I told you before, don't get too close to this well." Look, no one treats you like a dish. Asked: "Mr. Zhang, this case seems a bit difficult."
Lawyer Zhang was deep in thought in the back row and replied: "So what Mr. Jing means 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 is also not optimistic about this case.
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Fu Ye drove a black BMW. The atmosphere in the car was dull.
Jing Gao recalled Li Wei's miserable state when he visited him just now, and pursed his lips slightly. At this time, the phone's ringtone 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 made a U-turn at the intersection without saying a word. 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.
And its supporting facilities are naturally more than just a golf course. It also has advanced supporting facilities and luxurious club services, making it the best business and leisure club in Xishan. It has a fine cigar room, red wine cellar, spa center, conference room center and more.
When Jing Gao's car arrived at Xianghe Golf Club, he followed a staff member to a cigar room.
This room has an elegant and spacious layout. A drawer full of cigars is in a wooden cabinet against the wall, and the temperature is suitable.
Two men were standing on the sofa. One of them is Huang Mingyuan, who Jing Gao lived in Rongcheng. He is thirty-three years old, wearing Givenchy casual clothes, T-shirt, and casual pants, with a quiet temperament.
Huang Mingyuan smiled, shook hands with Jing Gao, and introduced, "This is my brother Fan."
Brother Fan looks a bit old, and his face is a bit drained by alcohol and sex. He is tall and burly, with a Chinese character face and very attractive facial features. Wearing a blue shirt and black trousers, there is an air of dandy about him.
Fan Yang was also looking at Jing Gao, suddenly smiled and said: "A hero comes from a young man! Xiao Jing, sit down."
The tone is loud.
Jing Gao looked calm and sat on the black single-seater sofa.
Fan Yang said: "Cigar and red wine, you want 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 can guess what Fan Yang is 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 held 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 capable enough! Everyone thought you wanted to deal with Fatty first, and you immediately wanted to bring down Zhao Canglong. The young man has great ideas.
However, it is useless if you let Zhao Canglong lose some money in the stock market. His family has a big business and doesn't care if he loses tens of millions. Are you interested in collaborating 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, he looked like he was giving advice, and said: "Your title of Representative XX is still very useful. You continue to fight against Zhao Canglong. I know that grandson, he is very shady. He must be I will cause trouble for you again.
At that time, you should respond to the city and say that grandson is destroying the city's business environment. I will find public opinion to expose him, and I will help behind the scenes. When the time comes, he will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die.
Your assistant is called Li Wei, right? His case is not a big deal at all. I will come forward to help you handle it later. Fatty Ma is that low-class guy. "
Jing Gao wanted to laugh a little.
This Young Master Fan was fooling him into thinking he was a fool. He charges into battle and uses this gun as his weapon. He doesn't know whether Zhao Canglong will die or not. He will definitely be finished by then. Therefore, this Fan Yang is 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 "allies", 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 want to meet and chat with Mr. Zhao."
