Xiangjiang Airport, on an apron.

The sky was gray, as if it was going to rain, and the cold wind whistled past my ears.

I saw two men standing in front of a plane, they were facing the direction of the plane, as if they were talking about something.

"The farther you go with this money, the better, can you understand?" Chu He took a puff of his cigarette.

"Understood! understood!" Duan Wenshan nodded, cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "The 0312 project is ......"

"As long as you don't go back to Xiangjiang and don't hurt my business, it will be written off. Chu He said in a cold voice.

He immediately glanced at Duan Wenshan: "Adult, you should understand which is more important." ”

"Understood. Duan Wenshan nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Let's go, your wife and children are waiting. Chu He looked at the plane in the distance.

I saw a middle-aged woman and a child lying on the porthole, and the middle-aged woman's brows were frowning and her expression was nervous.

"That'...... Goodbye Mr. Chu. Duan Wenshan hesitated for a moment and turned to leave.

Chu He saw that a gust of wind beat Duan Wenshan's meticulous hair messy.

His figure quickly vanished through the hatch.

Chu He watched the plane take off and disappear into the sky.

"Boss, should we ......" Yang Xiong walked over and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

"Why bother?"

Chu He asked, "If you do that, there will be no difference between us and Zhao Huai." ”

"It makes sense, too. Yang Xiong nodded thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, he'll keep his mouth shut. Chu He extinguished the cigarette butt and turned to leave the tarmac.

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At the same time, in a rental house on the outskirts of Xiangjiang.

"Hahahaha. Zhao Huai held a piece of white paper and laughed at the sky.

He went to the window and pulled back the curtains.

The dazzling sunlight instantly shone through the glass and reflected on the faces of Zhao Huai and a man.

This man was short and thin, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, his two eyes stared at the floor, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Huai, and his legs trembled a little.

There was a bed and a table in the room.

On the table, in addition to a large stack of books and stationery that had been flipped through, there was a wide variety of books, mostly business magazines and some ancient books, with dense annotations.

And the inscription on the letter paper is the word "Ling Ting".

In addition, there are various brands of pens and inks on the shelves next to it.

"It's seamless. Zhao Huai looked at the paper in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

I saw lines of black pen writing on the paper, which was exactly the same as the handwriting on the letter paper of those books.

The word "will" is written at the beginning, and the signature in the lower right corner is also "Ling Ting".

"That's all I can do, can I go?" asked the short man beside him, cautiously.

"Of course. Zhao Huai folded the paper in half and put it in his suit pocket.

He immediately came to the short man's side and patted him on the shoulders with both hands: "Take the money and fly away, can you understand?"

"Understood, understood. The short man nodded frantically.

"You're a smart man, you can understand what is more important, don't let me down. Zhao Huai smiled: "Go ahead." ”

"Okay. The short man took a suitcase and hurried out of the rental house, as if to escape some great calamity.

Soon, a man wearing a peaked cap and a black vest walked in outside the rental house.

"Did you do what you did?" Zhao Huai asked.

The man in the cap nodded.

"Do this too, get the money back, and do it cleanly. Zhao Huai said.

The man in the cap didn't speak, and turned to leave.

Zhao Huai glanced at the rental house and suddenly saw a rectangular box at the top of the shelf.

"Shhh Zhao Huai frowned, took the box and opened it to take a look.

In the box, there was a silver and black fountain pen.

"I didn't think he had such a good fountain pen. Zhao Huai looked at the pen with admiration.

On the entire shelf, the only thing he could see was this one.

08 commemorative money, I don't know where he got it.

Zhao Huai once saw that Ling Yu had used one, but then he seemed to lose it, and he never saw it again.

I saw Zhao Huai wipe the floating ash on the box, and then put it in his pocket satisfied, turned around and walked out of the rental house.

Soon, countless people poured into the rental house, taking everything they could and spilling gasoline everywhere.

Half an hour later, a fire broke out here.