Fan Na, the manager of Zhongtian Bar, is a very charming mature woman, with a hot figure wrapped in a high-priced modern black suit, like a ripe peach. Hearing the report of his subordinates, he stepped on the cat and walked up to the second floor.

Along the way, it attracted the attention of the men in the bar. The plump and round buttocks under the suit shook slightly, and the eyes of the two men in the corridor were straight, and they were about to move somewhere under the stimulation of alcohol.

Fanna snorted disdainfully, she didn't mind having a night out with a good man. But this kind of man has no capital, and he will always dare to think about her. went straight upstairs and stopped next to a middle-aged man in a white shirt at the railing on the second floor, Nunu mouthed, "Boss, the movement below is a bit loud." Do you want to send someone to separate them? ”

Pan Yalou is the owner of Zhongtian Bar, there are three bars in the Yellow Sea, with Zhongtian Bar having the most popular business and the highest profit, with a profit of 500,000 yuan a night. He came to inspect the Zhongtian Bar tonight, and he happened to encounter this scene.

"Separate, how to separate?" Pan Yalou picked the corners of his mouth and looked at the five or six people who were fighting downstairs, "The one who took the lead in beating people below is Zheng Peng, the grandson of Chairman Zheng of the CPPCC, do you think our Zhongtian Bar is qualified to sweep his interest in beating people?" ”

Fanna smiled understandingly, took a lady's cigarette from her suit pocket, lit one, and leaned on the railing to swallow the clouds.

Boss Pan's level befriended Section Chief Liu of the Municipal Housing Management Bureau, Ma Division of the Environmental Protection Bureau, Deputy Director Chen of the Puning District Public Security Bureau, Zheng Division of the Food and Drug Administration, and Luo Division of the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce.

The scene downstairs is basically a beating. Fan Na looked with interest at the man with a blue nose and swollen face who was beaten in the middle.

Pan Yalou held a cigarette and wine, looking at the demons dancing in the field. The neon lights are flashing and dazzling. The incident of beating people below gradually subsided. "Fanna. Ordered to go down and send Cui Shao for treatment. ”

There was no fight in that bar in the Yellow Sea every night? As long as you don't call the police and affect your business, it's fine. The bar also expects guests to be private.

"Oh?" Fanna picks at the corner of her eye. The inquiring looked at the boss with a ripple of smile.

Pan Yalou shook his head with a smile, "What, you're tempted?" The handsome guy downstairs turned out to be the vice president of Shum Yip Group. Zheng Peng saw him like a grandson. It's a pity..., let's be a favor. ”

"I can tell it's a handsome guy from such a distance? What's more, now the beaten nose is blue and the face is swollen. Fanna didn't care about the joke, "Who did he offend, how did he get to such a downcast?" ”

"I have some inside information about this..., it is said that it is because the sixth lady of the Tang family offended Lu Ershao." Pan Yalou raised his head and exhaled a cigarette, and said with a look of envy.

What a demeanor of Miss Tang Jialiu. He'd seen it a few times from afar. That's the figure at the top of the pyramid of the Yellow Sea. Lu Ershao seems to be even more powerful. Otherwise, how could you conquer Miss Tang Liu and let her obediently kiss in public at the Huanghai Airport?

Play the most beautiful woman, with monstrous power, and knock your opponent into the clouds with a random kick. How wonderful would that splendid world be? Presumably, there is no man who envies such a life!

"Lu Ershao?" In the bar, Fan Na knows a little bit about all kinds of big names, but it is the first time she has heard that there is such a person in the Yellow Sea.

Pan Yalou laughed and flicked the cigarette ash. "Don't think about it, it's the first time I've heard of it. Go ahead, it's important to get down to business. Before the words fell, a sharp siren sounded in the distance.

"Grass. Who TM called the police? Pan Yalou's face changed, and he went downstairs angrily, "The business of labor and management..."

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Two hours later. Choi was taken to an interrogation room. A chair sits in the center of the empty room. Cui Qiyue sat in the chair with disdain and looked at the two men in police uniforms in front of him defiantly.

The 200-watt incandescent lamp illuminates the 20-square-meter room. The white walls are shiny. There are no ornaments. The two police officers who had followed Cui in sat behind a crimson lacquered wooden table. The crunching sound of the chair dragging is harsh in the middle of the night. The interrogation began.

"Name. Age? ”

"Cui Qiyue, 32 years old...."

One problem after another. Cui July doesn't say yes. He didn't believe that a Zheng Peng would dare to play any tricks on him. He is now down, but Zheng Peng alone dares to send him into the trap.

The wrinkled old policeman closed the notebook in front of him, the interrogation expert in the city, he had been singing with a red face just now, "Cui Qiyue, let's not talk about the fight." The situation is clear. You've been beaten up by a couple of ruffians. Medical expenses, Zheng Peng said that he was willing to pay for a few of his friends. I propose that you reconcile in private.

Let's now turn to a case from many years ago. Do you have an impression of Yu Wenchang? It is said that before he died, you talked to him for a long time, can you talk about what you talked about at that time? We are interested in this case. ”

Cui Qiyue slowly sat up straight, looked at the wrinkled old policeman, and then laughed, "Haha, haha, I'm laughing to death." Ha ha. Cui Qiyue held his stomach with a smile and squatted down on the ground with a smile. Shaking his head and sighing: "The Book of Songs, the Book of Songs, I didn't expect you to use such a clumsy method against me." What a disappointment for me. Did love make your IQ drop? ”

"What are you laughing at, be honest." The young policeman slapped the table with a "snap", and when he saw Cui Qiyue's tears coming out, he turned his head to look at his colleagues beside him, "Liu...., this..." isn't it crazy, right? This psychological element is also a little too bad.

Liu Chu shook his head, patiently waited for Cui Qiyue to finish laughing, pushed Yuxi cigarette to the edge of the interrogation table, put the lighter over, and said, "Smoking." ”

Cui Qiyue laughed a little fiercely, and the corners of his mouth that were broken hurt a little. took a cigarette and took a few puffs, his face was calm, and he said cynically: "Liu, right?" I don't have much to say about it. If you want to ask, let Tang Shijing ask in person. ”

Liu stopped the young policeman who was about to get angry, and said with a pleasant face: "Cui Qiyue, you don't want to say it, then let's expose this matter." Let's talk about another case, Mo Cheng, the chairman of Hengxin Group, who had a heart attack in the Yellow Sea, which we suspect was murder. What do you have to say about this case? Zhang Ziang, the former general manager of Pinghong Fund, has a close relationship with you, right? ”

Cui Qiyue sneered. "Yes, it's close. What does this mean? I don't have much to say about Mo Cheng's case. I sue you that Zhang Ziang's death in Jiaozhou was killed by Lu Jing. Do you believe it or not? ”

Liu Chu smiled and said, "I don't know what you said. You don't have any evidence either, do you? I have some evidence in my hand to prove that you have something to do with Mo Cheng's death, you can take a look. ”

Liu Chu took out a printout of the briefcase beside him and handed it to Cui Qiyue, "This is the confession of several departing employees of the Pinghong Fund, including Zhang Ziang's secretary. ”

Cui Qiyue flipped through it casually, and said lightly: "Liu, these side confessions don't mean anything, right?" ”

Liu Chu nodded, "Indeed." So be it. You're going to have to stay here for two more days, so call home. With that, he returned Cui Qiyue's mobile phone to him, and left with the young policeman.

The interrogation room became quiet. Cui Qiyue smoked silently. With his IQ, he has already discovered that the mastermind behind the scenes is Tang Shijing, and Zheng Peng is just a pawn. It's just that the pain in his body, the insult of being beaten is far less than the pain in his heart—the woman he loves so much actually uses such despicable means to deal with him.

Mo Cheng's affairs, he did it very cleanly, and he didn't have any hand tails at all. He is not afraid of the police to investigate.

Besides, four years ago, many clues have been broken. Tang Shijing wanted to understand Guò's sin in his sins, which was wishful thinking. Cui Qiyue thought about it and dialed the number at home.

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In the first-class cabin of the civil airliner flying from Wenzhou to the Yellow Sea, among the sparse and successful business people, a middle-aged man like an eagle king is particularly conspicuous.

Cui Jiuxiao gently shook the red wine in his hand. Watching the wine shake and falling into deep thought.

Four days ago, Cui Qiyue was caught fighting in the Zhongtian bar in the Yellow Sea and taken to the police station. The Huanghai Criminal Investigation Detachment then took over the case and asked about Yu Wenchang's suicide and Mo Cheng's sudden death from a heart attack at the Huanghai Peninsula Hotel.

Mr. Cui did not comment on the two cases. After being released on bail, he was confined to leave the Yellow Sea. It doesn't end there. Pinghong Fund was suddenly blocked by the Huanghai Economic Investigation Detachment: suspected of money laundering.

Pinghong Fund involved a lot of people and things, and he had to come to Huanghai to communicate this matter in person.

"Mr. Cui. It's here. After getting off the plane, Cui Jiuxiao took his assistants and bodyguards to the Yellow Sea Deep Blue Yacht Club to meet Tang Lunyu. Whoever started the trouble should end it. With the assistant's reminder, Cui Jiuxiao slowly opened his eyes, and unconsciously, he fell asleep.

The Deep Blue Yacht Club is the preferred place for celebrities in the Yellow Sea. The 5-storey, 20-acre main building takes on a figure-8 shape and seamlessly interfaces with the 150-berth marina. The main building is magnificent, while the luxury hotel and golf course are located on the north and south sides of the main building, providing first-class service.

In the luxurious box, the night light is gorgeous. Cui Jiuxiao smiled and shook hands with Tang Lunyu, "Old Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"You've been in Wenzhou for a long time, and we haven't seen each other for a while." Tang Analect's handsome face floated with a smile, and there was a tranquility like an abyss and a sea, inviting Cui Jiuxiao, who was like the Eagle King, to sit down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

When the two were greeting, the entourage left the box and stayed outside the door.

Cui Jiuxiao sighed softly, "Old Tang, after a few decades, we are all old." The relationship between the younger generations is not like ours back then. You say, how did the Book of Poetry and the July become like this? ”

It is said that the matter of the Pinghong Fund was approved by Xu Kaiding, the mayor of Huanghai City. Tang Analect is Xu Kaiding's friend. Eight out of ten to nine times the matter of the Pinghong Fund is Tang Shijing's move in order to retaliate against Cui Qiyue.

Tang Lunyu drank tea and said with a smile: "Jiuxiao, I don't care much about the junior's affairs. You don't care if you want to. I heard the Book of Poetry say that the little girl of the Zhang family refuses to marry July? ”

Speaking of this, Cui Jiuxiao suddenly felt his face dull, shook his head, drank the tea in his hand, and said seriously: "Old Tang, the case of Pinghong Fund is very involved. Mayor Xu may not be able to afford it. I want to calm the situation as much as possible, what do you have to say? ”

Tang Yanyu smiled indifferently and hinted: "It's because the matter is big, so someone needs to take this responsibility." ”

Cui Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and somewhat understood. (To be continued......)