"Don't move, don't move!" Zhou Wensheng angrily walked around the room with his hands on his hips, "Is he your biological father or your ancestor! What benefits did you get from him to deserve your shelter for him! You know I don’t know that he is probably a ruthless murderer! You are committing a crime by covering up a murderer!”
Zhou Wensheng was like an erupting volcano, erupting all the depression and anger in his heart.
Dong Jianli sat firmly behind his desk with a faint smile on his face and looked at Zhou Wensheng calmly.
"Are you done scolding?" After being quiet for more than ten seconds, Dong Jianli said slowly.
Zhou Wensheng was stunned when he heard this. He was like a deflated rubber ball and said angrily: "It's over!" Then he sat back on the sofa and drank the tea in the cup in two or three sips.
"Just finish the scolding." Dong Jianli chuckled.
"Don't you explain it?" Zhou Wensheng glanced at Dong Jianli.
"I know you are angry. If you don't let it out, I'm afraid you will make bigger mistakes in the future." Dong Jianli shook his head and said.
"A bigger mistake?" Zhou Wensheng sneered, "Can it be worse than you covering up a murderer?"
"I'm not shielding anyone!" Dong Jianli frowned and said seriously.
"Then why don't you let us touch Yan Shaojun!" Zhou Wensheng glared at Dong Jianli and said dissatisfied.
"Do you know who Yan Shaojun is?" Dong Jianli asked instead of answering Zhou Wensheng's words.
"Isn't he the heir to the Yan Group?" Zhou Wensheng said disdainfully, "The prince has committed the same crime as the common people! Even if he is the King of Heaven, I will kick him into prison!"
"What a prince who breaks the law and commits the same crimes as the common people!" Dong Jianli's eyes quickly flashed with praise, "But let me tell you, the Yan Group is a major profit and tax owner in Huzhou City! The taxes it pays every year maintain the development of half of Huzhou City , its large and small enterprises and companies support tens of thousands of people. If you don't pave the way back, the Yan Group collapses, and Huzhou City loses a small amount of tax revenue. What will you do with the unemployed people? ? Are you all going to your house for dinner?"
Dong Jianli's tepid words left Zhou Wensheng stunned.
Ever since Zheng Yu's suicide case was discovered and pursued all the way up to now, Zhou Wensheng's desire to solve the case has become stronger and stronger. He only wants to bring all the evildoers to justice.
So much so that he had never thought about what Dong Jianli said.
"Then let Han Weiwei die so unclearly?" Zhou Wensheng asked unwillingly.
"How could it be unclear?" Dong Jianli looked at Zhou Wensheng seriously and said, "Don't underestimate Han Zichuan's IQ and connections."
"You mean, Han Weiwei's father, Han Zichuan, is also secretly investigating this matter?" Zhou Wensheng was confused for a moment.
"Yes." Dong Jianli nodded and whispered, "Han Zichuan still doesn't believe that his daughter committed suicide. He has been using his connections to investigate the matter secretly. So when you went to find Yan Shaojun, his first reaction was It’s about whether Yan Shaojun is the murderer of his daughter. If the superiors hadn’t temporarily suppressed Mr. Han’s temper, the news of Yan’s bankruptcy would have appeared on the front page of the Huzhou Morning News tomorrow!” Dong Jianli said, using The finger pointed upward.
"This..." Zhou Wensheng never expected that he would alert the enemy, not only Yan Shaojun, but also Han Zichuan.
"Then what should we do now?" Zhou Wensheng had no idea about Yan Shaojun's hot potato.
"Investigate from the outside, narrow the scope bit by bit, implement all the clues one by one, do not leave any doubts, and do not give the enemy a chance to refute and stand up. Then we will discuss with the two groups and try to reduce the negative impact to Minimum.”
"Yes!" Dong Jianli's words gave Zhou Wensheng an enlightenment, and he instantly saw the direction clearly.
Seeing Zhou Wensheng's crisp response, Dong Jianli smiled.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, threw it to Zhou Wensheng, and said with a smile: "Do you still think that I am covering up the murderer?"
Zhou Wensheng took the cigarette, scratched his head, and smiled sheepishly: "Boss, I am also impatient!"
"I know you are impatient." Dong Jianli pretended to glare at Zhou Wensheng angrily and said, "You are the soldier I brought out. How can I not know what your urine is?"
"I won't let you go in vain," Dong Jianli said, pulling out a stack of information from the file shelf on his desk and placing it on the table. "This is the financial situation of the Yan Group, which was collected by Han Zichuan's people. Yes. Withdraw your people, this information is more authentic and reliable than what they found."
Zhou Wensheng stood up and picked up the information, his hands trembling with excitement: "Boss... this..."
"Okay, there's no need to say thank you. If you don't scold me a few words from now on, it will count as my ancestor's good deeds!" Dong Jianli smiled and cursed, waving his hand to drive away Zhou Wensheng.
"Ding ding ding..." As soon as Zhou Wensheng closed the door, the intercom phone on Dong Jianli's desk rang.
"All pressed?" A hoarse voice came from the receiver.
"Well, don't worry, leader." Dong Jianli laughed and said, "This guy has a donkey temper, just be gentle with him."
"That's good." The hoarse voice paused and continued, "This matter must be settled smoothly."
"Yes!" Dong Jianli held the phone with firm eyes.
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"Boss..." Wang Bin pushed open the door of Zhou Wensheng's office with his head in the air.
"Sneaky!" Zhou Wensheng glanced at it and cursed with a smile, "Come in and see what this is!"
Wang Bin pushed the door open and entered the house with a smile, and said: "I thought you were with the miser..."
"Why, you expect us to fight?" Wang Bin laughed angrily at Zhou Wensheng.
"No..." Wang Bin scratched his head and said with a smile, "I heard your scolding was so unpleasant..."
"When did you learn to lie in the corner?" Zhou Wensheng hit Wang Bin on the head with a loud bang.
"I'm not afraid that you will suffer a loss..." Wang Bin touched his head that hurt from Zhou Wensheng's knock, and muttered in a low voice with grievance.
"He is my boss, so what if I suffer a little loss!" Zhou Wensheng rolled his eyes at Wang Bin, raised his hand and put it on Wang Bin's head, "I scold you, do you dare to talk back?"
"Don't dare, don't dare." Wang Bin clasped his hands together, shrank his neck, and bowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.
"By the way...what treasure did the Director give you?" Wang Bin stretched his neck and glanced at the table, changing the topic.
"Take a look." Zhou Wensheng took the information and handed it to Wang Bin. He quietly lit a cigarette, stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.
"Boss! The Yan Group has suffered such serious losses in recent years!" Wang Bin looked at it for a while and exclaimed.
