Chapter 281: Nine Dragons Pull the Coffin (Fourth Shift)

Song Xiaoyang really thought that these people were crazy!

Either...... It's his own madness!

He couldn't maintain his image, and shouted: "Don't you agree to all of them? Don't they know that we represent the Song clan in the capital? Can't you find a little bug in the government, and then pinch its weakness and teach how to do things obediently?"

"No, listen to me. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I did try. "The white-haired man is even more incomprehensible.

He had never seen such a strange, eerie, unreadable situation.

The white-haired man's face trembled, and he said slowly: "Zheng Maotong, the deputy director of the Taxation Bureau, has a very unclean buttocks, as long as we use our intelligence network to investigate carefully, it is easy to get a lot of black information." Any one of them is enough for him to drink a pot on the surface, but ......"

"But what?"

"This man drove me out like crazy, not worrying about the tricks we found, like, like...... Energetic MLM patients? Or drunk people with liquor on top of liquor, or cultists with bad brains, in short, they will not be old foxes in the system. ”

The white-haired man gritted his words: "No one will turn a blind eye to the danger of upending their future and career, unless he still has something to rely on, but I can't imagine anything bigger than your last name." ”

The more Song Xiaoyang listened, the more outrageous it became.

He paced back and forth, then turned his head to stare at the white-haired man, and said sternly: "It is impossible for an official in his position to be stunned." There is no situation where I can't figure out my situation, I want an explanation, a reasonable explanation!"

"Reasonable explanation......" A trace of sweat slid down the white-haired man's forehead.

"Maybe it's the Leng family who is backing up the Xingling Group. ”

Syllable!

Song Xiaoyang slapped the white-haired man hard and shouted, "This is impossible!"

The white-haired man also thought that it was his own disadvantage, and he did not complain at all about this slap, but bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "This is my mistake, and I am willing to take responsibility." ”

Song Xiaoyang calmed down and said, "Now we will divide into three parts. First, you hurry up and find that Hao Ting's sister. Second, I will contact Yanjing, since the local department of Fengjing is not willing to cooperate, then we can find a relationship with Donghai Province, but in this case, we must use the power of the Song clan. Third, I will personally go to meet this Wen Qianyi for a while to see what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd. ”

The white-haired man nodded again and again, and then his mobile phone vibrate, picked it up and checked the screen, his expression changed, and with a little caution and hesitation, he said to Song Xiaoyang: "Leng Xianmin and Leng Jia will rush to Fengjing at noon tomorrow." ”

"It's good to come. Song Xiaoyang turned his head and straightened his tie.

He walked to the center of the banquet and clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention.

"That's all for today. ”

No one dared to express their complaints directly, they all left slowly with a smile, courtesans trying to win Song Xiaoyang's favor, or deliberately leaving a lipstick, or a delicate business card, if they could get the favor of this young man, it would mean countless benefits.

Song Xiaoyang returned to the hotel.

He sat on the edge of the pool and made a phone call slowly.

"Father, I'm having some minor problems here...... That's right, the Star Spirit Group incident......"

The phone replied: "We must find out the relationship between the Leng family and Wen Qianyi, the chairman of the Xingling Group, and try to find clues about traditional mythology...... The premise of my manpower is that you can get some useful gains from Wen Qianyi, we don't have that much energy to exert our strength everywhere, and good steel should be used on the blade......"

Song Xiaoyang talked for about forty minutes before hanging up the phone, putting his phone aside, revealing a trace of doubt.

"Traditional mythology?"

Soon, he put the doubt behind him.

Obviously, the key to the problem is Wen Qianyi...... When Song's strength is mobilized, it is impossible for him to be able to calm down, and he will inevitably find me, the only contact. Song Xiaoyang pondered.

He recalled the abnormal reaction of the Fengjing City Government Department, and there was a vague feeling of uneasiness, and he couldn't tell what was uneasy.

……

On a civil airliner, economy class.

Leng Jia sat by the window. Leng Xianmin was on her right hand side and said, "Don't like the luxury cabin?"

Leng Xianmin is a soldier, military aircraft are much more uncomfortable than civil airliners, and hardships have long been commonplace for him, and he has never been picky about travel conditions.

"I want to get rid of unnecessary desires. Leng Jia gave a reason for Leng Xianmin to be silent.

"Hmm......" Leng Xianmin muttered.

He had completely studied the "Xuanmen Five Qi Righteous Method" brought back by Leng Jia, and under the leadership of Leng Jia, he found a place that was said to be a "blessed land of spiritual energy", and tried the taste of cultivation firsthand.

Wonderful.

Leng Xianmin thought it was a relatively rare hard qigong at first, but when he saw Leng Jia casually hit a half-moon arc, his worldview was completely subverted.

He sighed: "The world is really full of wonders. ”

"Uncle, I don't think you like it very much...... That one. Leng Jia looked at Leng Xianmin and said suddenly.

When the people in the back seat heard this, they immediately began to think about it.

Leng Xianmin smiled and said indifferently: "I just want to do things with peace of mind and abide by my duty." In fact, you have also heard this sentence, seek common ground while reserving differences, I ask for reality, and you ask for ...... Detached. ”

The man in the back seat didn't hear clearly, only heard a detachment, and his expression was even more obscene.

Leng Jia admired Leng Xianmin's mentality very much, even in the face of such a temptation, he was not moved at all, he was still as usual, unlike others who got the cultivation method and threw themselves into it like a demon, more like they were consulting the classics and enjoying the fun of taste.

"I'm not as good as you. She sighed.

Leng Xianmin laughed: "In terms of age, of course you are not as good as me, I am already an old guy." He stopped laughing and got down to business.

"That Song kid called home. ”

"It really makes me look down. ”

"No, it's just one of his usual tactics. Leng Xianmin said: "What he is really powerful about is taking advantage of the situation, what he needs is only Song's attitude, not direct help." If the Song clan really shows their intention to lean towards him, I think some people in Donghai Province may not be able to bear it, so the Star Spirit Group will be in danger. ”

Leng Jia was a little anxious: "What should I do then?"

"Wait and see. Unless someone can divert Song's attention from Fengjing City and leave Song Xiaoyang alone, then we can intervene. Leng Xianmin replied.

Leng Jia replied with a heavy heart, a hand lightly resting on her chest, and the red token was hanging on her collarbone.

"Hey!"

She felt uncomfortable, stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Closing the door, she took the token out.

Leng Jia was immediately stunned, she saw a line of ancient characters on the front of the token, although it was difficult to read, but she had studied ancient classics for a period of time and knew most of the common ancient characters.

The word on the token is a small seal.

She struggled to make out it, reading it out loud -

"Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, Nine Dragons pull the coffin. ”

Leng Jia gasped and her pupils shrank.

"This line of words...... What does that mean?"

The last thing she wanted was that it was literal, but it seemed that it was exactly what the token was sending to her...... Some kind of appalling myth and legend.

(To be continued.) )