Mo Feifei and the fat man took Zhang Lin to the hospital to eliminate the poison. Except for the fact that Lewen broke a little skin and bled a little, the problem was not very big.

When they were done, they returned to their hotel.

Hearing that the chairman had come back and was injured, the entourage of the Zhang Group was very worried and hurried over to take a look at the situation.

Zhang Lin comforted them and said that he was fine, and at the same time told the heroic deeds of Mo Feifei and the fat man.

Everyone was thrilled when they heard it, they used knives and guns, and they were also involved in the black * society * will compete for territory, just like in TV and movies.

Fortunately, with the help of Mo Feifei and the fat man, otherwise, I don't know how much trouble it would have caused.

After listening to Zhang Lin's description, these entourages immediately praised the two of them from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially those little secretaries, like little clerks, looked at them with almost worshipful eyes, and almost screamed and rushed up to hug them. The mouth is not idle, and it is "big hero", "hero", "hero saves beauty", "awesome", "really handsome" and so on.

Mo Feifei was okay, there wasn't much change on his face, and he kept a faint smile.

It's a fat man, I just feel that I am fluttering, and there seems to be a strong qi in the dantian, which rushes directly to the top of the brain, and it is indescribably refreshing. His neck was so high that his eyes were raised to the ceiling, and he almost forgot his last name.

Either way, today's events are not dangerous.

Originally, everyone also planned to take this opportunity to travel around Haiphong City and see different customs and customs in foreign countries.

After such an incident, everyone is not in the mood anymore, so let's stay in the hotel honestly, at least it is safer.

Time flies by like a white horse, in an instant. But the waiting time is incomparably long.

After a long wait, two days finally passed. Finally, it was time to meet the intelligence dealer surnamed Hu.

Originally, they agreed to meet at that nightclub.

However, after such a fuss the day before yesterday, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Mo Feifei still called and changed places to meet him.

The other party was also refreshed, discussed with Mo Feifei, and finally decided to put the meeting place in a Western restaurant.

This western restaurant is not far from the hotel where Mo Feifei and his party stayed, and you don't need to take a taxi, just a ten-minute walk by foot.

It was agreed that they would meet at eight o'clock in the evening, and Mo Feifei and the fat man would arrive at seven fifty, and the intelligence dealer surnamed Hu would arrive at half past seven.

Seeing that only Mo Feifei and the fat man were present, Hu asked curiously, "That young lady didn't come with you today because she was injured?" (Vietnam)

Mo Fei politely nodded his hand: "Thank you Mr. Hu for your concern, that friend of mine is fine." (Vietnam)

Hu someone: "Mr. Mo has been in Haiphong City these days, but he has become famous. With the power of one person, he defeated dozens of big hands of the Snake Gang, and your name was about to be conveyed on the road, and some even asked me to inquire about your whereabouts. (Vietnam)

Mo Feifei's heart hung for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "So, Mr. Hu didn't say anything, right?" (Yue)

Hu someone: "Don't worry, of course not." I do this business, I am very well-behaved, and the information of the guests is absolutely confidential. (Vietnam)

Mo Feifei put his mind at ease: "Getting back to business, did you bring what I wanted?" (Yue)

Hu patted the briefcase he was carrying and said with a smile: "What about my things?" (Yue)

Mo Feifei knew that what he was referring to was the remaining 90,000 dollars.

The former glanced at the fat man, and the latter understood, and took out a small suitcase, opened it, and there were just nine stacks of hundred-dollar bills inside. A wad of U.S. bills is 10,000, and a stack of nine is exactly 90,000.

Seeing the money, this Hu someone's smile deepened significantly, and he smiled: "Mr. Mo is really a person who believes in his word. (Vietnam)

"Alright, Mr. Hu, should you give me what I want?" said (Yue) Mo Feifei.

Hu nodded heavily and said, "Of course it's no problem." (Vietnam)

As he spoke, he took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to Mo Feifei's hand. Above is a photograph, below are seven or eight sheets of A4 paper.

"This photo is the deputy director of the Customs Department of Haiphong City, Vietnam, whose name is Bo Minh. It was he who directly ordered the seizure of your company's shipment. If you want to get the goods back, this person is a key person. Now the goods are still seized in the customs warehouse, but they will be secretly sold to others the day after tomorrow, so you have to hurry up and get through the relationship.

Below, you will find his family members, hobbies, home addresses, and contact information.

In addition, we also learned that this person also has a black Shehui background, and we must be careful when dealing with him. By the way, if Mr. Mo needs it, we can help contact you and let you meet. (Vietnam)

Mo Feifei looked at it, it was written in detail, it was more than what Hu said someone, and it was even more complete, and even investigated how many mistresses the deputy director of the Customs Bureau had, what their names were, and where they lived.

"No, I'll take care of the rest. (Yue) Mo Feifei nodded: "Mr. Hu has worked hard, fatty, give him the box." (Medium)

The fat man sighed, and handed the box to the kid with some reluctance.

The intelligence dealer surnamed Hu didn't linger long, picked up the box, and shook hands with Mo Feifei with a bright face: "Happy cooperation, if Mr. Mo needs my help in the future, just call." (Vietnam)

Mo Feifei nodded and said goodbye.

After he left, the fat man couldn't help but say: "Just these few pages of broken paper are worth 100,000 US dollars, and this money may not be too easy to earn." I want to switch to this. ”

This money, although it was Zhang Lin, but the fat man still felt a little painful, and it was too much to give so much money to a Vietnamese devil.

Mo Feifei understood what the fat man was thinking, and he smiled faintly: "What should be spent, it must be spent." Compared with the goods worth 50 million, this mere 600,000 yuan is nothing. We are not familiar with the place, and we spend money to buy information in order to save time. For Sister Lin, for us, time is money. Didn't you hear him say that the goods were going to be secretly sold the day after tomorrow? If we delay for a day or two, we won't get anything. ”

The fat man thought about it, nodded and said, "Then let's go directly to this deputy director?"

Mo Feifei rubbed his chin and groaned for a while: "Please report that this deputy director has a black Shehui background." If we want to find it, we have to make a good arrangement first. ”