"Old Han, do you have someone to suspect?" Chen Shaoping asked.
Han Jingsun nodded and looked at a document on Chen Shaoping's desk.
There is a name prominently displayed on it: He Jinbo, Secretary of the County Party Committee.
Chen Shaoping followed Han Jingsun's gaze and saw the name of County Party Secretary He Jinbo.
"No!" Chen Shaoping shook his head firmly.
"The more impossible it is, the more likely it is!" Han Jingsun laughed.
Chen Shaoping still shook his head, "It should be impossible!"
Han Jingsun said nothing.
At the negotiating table, An Zhiguo couldn't help shouting:
"One hundred million! Are you crazy?"
This is the price of snake skin.
Ling Shenghua's face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on the snake skin.
He suddenly stood up: "Shepi, you don't have that report material on you!"
Shepi sneered: "County Magistrate Ling, you should think again!"
"Don't think about it!" Ling Shenghua stood up and walked outside.
An Zhiguo didn't know why, so he quickly followed Ling Shenghua.
"Mr. Ling, snake skins are asking for a lot of money, why don't we just sit on the ground and pay back the money?"
An Zhiguo said anxiously.
There is no one hundred million, but Anzhiguo has one-third of one hundred million.
Ling Shenghua didn't say anything until he got into the car. Ling Shenghua gritted his teeth and said to An Zhiguo with great certainty: "Shepi doesn't have that material!"
An Zhiguo didn't know where Ling Shenghua saw it, but Ling Shenghua said no, which meant no.
"So, where will the materials be? Or in whose hands?" An Zhiguo asked.
Ling Shenghua shook his head and said nothing.
In the nursing home of Jinjiang Zhengde Group, Lao Ganzi placed a piece of information in front of Yue Gutong and Yang Yiming.
Yang Yiming looked at those sexy photos with great interest and laughed loudly and said: "I didn't expect that Ling Shenghua would like to play in this position!"
Yue Gutong had no interest in any of this. He picked up a document and lit it with a lighter.
"Lao Yue, if we keep such important material in our hands, we can control Ling Shenghua at will in the future!"
Yang Yiming looked at Yue Gutong burning materials and said in confusion.
Yue Gutong threw all the materials into the gradually burning flames and said expressionlessly: "Ling Shenghua is a useless person. His only function is to use him to contain Chen Shaoping!"
Yang Yiming and Lao Ganzi looked at each other. Yang Yiming nodded and looked at all the materials that had been burned to ashes. He said with some teasing: "I never expected that this frog has such skills... I underestimated him before!"
"Frog? Haha...just a young boy!" the old man joked.
Yang Yiming nodded, "In the end, he died in the hands of Ling Shenghua. This Ling Shenghua was cruel enough!"
The old man smiled lightly and said nothing. Because, if the frog does not die in Ling Shenghua's hands, it will also die in his hands.
"Luo Wenqiang is not in the county public security bureau. The interrogation of Xu Jianjun by the provincial public security bureau is completely confidential... Lao Yue, what do you think?" Yang Yiming lit a cigar that was modified by Lao Bai and was full of chocolate flavor, with a contented expression. Ask Yue Gutong.
"Xu Jianjun is a marginal figure to Ling Shenghua, but he can be involved in An Zhiguo..."
Yue Gutong took the Duoba flavored cigar handed over by Yang Yiming, slowly turned to Lao Zhanzi and said: "Give Ling Shenghua a few hours at most! When it gets dark, if he doesn't take action, you can help him solve it." Rule the country in peace!"
The old man nodded.
Yue Gutong lit the Duoba cigar with a lighter, took a strong puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Lao Bai is simply an artist... He no longer tastes like Doba!"
Yue Gutong sighed and handed the cigar in his hand to Lao Ganzi.
The old man took it, took a sip, shook his head and said, "I can still taste a little bit of Doba!"
“Lao Bai’s ability to achieve this level is a feat of ingenuity!”
Yang Yiming's face was full of admiration for Lao Bai, "Mr. Dayang is really amazing. He was able to discover a unique poison-making master like Lao Bai!"
Rongjiang County has just entered the dark night, and the Jiangxi Road bar street can’t wait to become lively.
The majority of consumers here are mining workers. The hardest-working mining workers can earn about 15,000 yuan a month, and ordinary mining workers also earn 89,110,000 yuan, and the worst ones earn more than 7,000 yuan...
These people like wine and women, and the bar street on Jiangxi Road is their paradise.
Here, the cheapest hourly room only costs 30 yuan, and a quick meal with a lady only costs 200 yuan.
One day's wages can allow you to enjoy true love in the world. For mining workers, why not do it?
Ling Shenghua drove past this group of people, recalling in his mind the embarrassment of finding a young lady for the first time.
At that time, he didn’t even know how to use a condom, so he ejaculated immediately after entering it... He pulled up his pants and ran away in shame...
Ling Shenghua was once a simple boy...
An Zhiguo was sitting in his villa, his sharp face shaking up and down, and sweat dripping from his forehead.
An unfamiliar phone call came in, and An Zhiguo answered the call without thinking. Then An Zhiguo drove to the villa area of Dongjiang Garden, quietly changed into another license plate car, and drove to the north of Rongjiang County. Inside the Wanmu Cemetery in the northwest corner of Shanxi Province.
Ling Shenghua was waiting for him here, holding a stack of materials in his hand.
The unfamiliar phone call was from Ling Shenghua. On the phone, Ling Shenghua said that he had obtained the reporting materials from An Zhiguo.
"Lao An, this is the material I arranged for someone to get from Snake Skin... Take a look!"
Ling Shenghua handed over the materials, and An Zhiguo quickly lowered his head to look. Ling Shenghua suddenly stabbed An Zhiguo's heart with a knife.
One stab, two stabs, three stabs... Ling Shenghua stabbed An Zhiguo seven times before slowly stopping.
An Zhiguo kept spitting blood from his mouth, shaking his mouth and trying to say something, but in the end nothing came out...
The materials in An Zhiguo's hands were not his reporting materials at all.
In fact, Ling Shenghua was not sure whether Shepi had any reporting materials from An Zhiguo...
When the snake skin was priced at 100 million, Ling Shenghua had already figured out how to kill An Zhiguo!
Ling Shenghua knew that An Zhiguo had more than 30 million, and he, Ling Shenghua, happened to have more than 60 million.
If the talks continue, Shepi may give in, but Ling Shenghua will at least help An Zhiguo with more than 30 million...
According to the information obtained, the reporting materials only mentioned An Zhiguo...
Obviously, in Ling Shenghua's heart, An Zhiguo's life is not worth more than 30 million...
An Zhiguo fell where the frog fell...
At the same time, on the third floor on the left side of Building H in Rongjiang County, inside the county magistrate’s office, Chen Shaoping received a call from Luo Wenqiang:
"County Magistrate Chen, we're recruiting, and this idiot Xu Jianjun is recruiting them all! An Zhiguo of the Finance Bureau is a big fish..."
