The whereabouts of each payment are clear, and it has been the same for 30 years, and there has been no mistake.

The donors were all convinced.

Heng Hou was still reading the account book on the stage, and the guests in the audience had already held a small meeting.

No one cares where the money they donate goes, but they look forward to ending it early, putting on a good drink and getting close.

The reason why the annual conference convened by Hongmen is so successful and why the guests are invited to donate so happily is not unrelated to the influence of Situ Meitang.

From ancient times to the present, whether at home or abroad, doing business and secrets is nothing more than that.

Messages, Contacts, Channels, Credit......

Situ Meitang is not lacking at all.

Especially after President Roosevelt took office, Mr. Lao's influence reached its peak.

Over time, overseas Chinese in the United States gradually formed interest groups headed by Mr. Lao.

The money donated has been earned back several times or even dozens of times earlier, so there is a scene where the old gentleman waved his arms and the responders gathered.

The times create heroes, and they are applicable wherever they are placed.

After reading the account book, Situ Meitang and Huang Sande came to the stage again, "I know that you don't like to look at the two old faces of me and the third brother, so you won't waste time......"

There was a good-natured laugh from the audience.

"Just one word!" The old gentleman raised a finger, "Thank you!" ”

The two old men bent down deeply and bowed.

The audience, men and women, young and old, got up one after another.

Fang Buwei has mixed tastes in his heart.

Standing here and bowing, it should be the Nationalist Government tens of thousands of miles away, hundreds of millions of suffering compatriots, not two old men in their prime.

At the end of the agenda, the guests left the venue one after another.

As in the morning, Chen Yuting sat quietly for half an afternoon.

Before leaving, he asked An Zhirong why he didn't come.

An Zhirong is not so capricious, most of the time, he knows how to be disciplined.

On this occasion, An Qin will not bring her to join in the fun.

Fang Bu didn't know what to dook, so he said a few polite words, and quickly followed Mr. Situ to the banquet hall on the first floor.

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and today's banquet is a Chinese banquet, which means reunion.

Situ Meitang and Huang Sande beckoned several important people to sit at the main table, and just sat down, they heard an exclamation at the back of the hall, and then there was a commotion.

Situ Meitang and Huang Sandegao wanted to get up, but they were pressed down by Fang Buwei.

"Uncle, wait a minute, Senior Brother Gao has already gone to check......" Fang Buwei pointed to Gao Zhensheng, who was hurrying back with people.

Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi ran over quickly and protected the two leading uncles.

Fang Buwei's eyes were like electricity, and he quickly cleaned up the surrounding situation.

Everyone looked in the direction of the movement, including Chen Yuting, and no one paid attention to it.

Fang Buwei followed everyone's gaze again.

There was a shadow wall, and Fang Buwei remembered that there was a toilet behind the shadow wall.

A minute or two later, the onlookers at the exit of the shadow wall moved out of the way, and several of Gao Zhensheng's men walked out carrying a person.

Fang Bu's pupils shrank sharply.

Zhang Yonghe.

"It's the fifth brother!" Lee Jae-yi whispered in the old man's ear.

Situ Meitang stood up violently.

Fang Buwei followed closely behind.

Zhang Yonghe was placed on a row of chairs near the shadow wall, and Gao Zhensheng was pinching the middle of the person hard, but Zhang Yonghe did not react at all.

Fang Buwei took a closer look, and saw that Zhang Yonghe's breathing was steady, his face was as usual, and there were no wounds and blood on his body, as if he was asleep.

It's just that the body is a little dirty, with a foul smell, and it is estimated that it was carried out of the toilet.

Why did you pass out all of a sudden?

"What's going on?" The old gentleman asked solemnly.

"I don't know yet!" Gao Zhensheng shook his head, "There are no external injuries, and the breath is normal, and it doesn't look like a syncope......

Fang Buwei's eyelids jumped, and pulled Gao Zhensheng a hand, "Staring at the uncle, I'll take a look!" ”

Gao Zhensheng nodded, got out of the way, and guarded Situ Meitang's side.

Fang Buwei probed Zhang Yonghe's snort, rolled his eyelids again, and found nothing abnormal.

He grabbed Zhang Yonghe's wrist again and touched his pulse.

The heartbeat is obviously faster than the average person, as if it has run hundreds of meters.

Individual people who are drunk can also experience this symptom.

Fang Buwei's eyes narrowed, he reached out and touched Zhang Yonghe's nose, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and stretched out his tongue to taste it.

The onlookers nearby were sick to their stomachs.

The concentration is too low for the system to react, but the taste is not too familiar.

It's a bit pungent and the taste is a little sweet.

Ethyl ether.

Fang Buwei stood up, stared at the nearby guests and swept around, then walked to Situ Meitang's side, and said in a low voice, "Fifth brother is stunned!" ”

The old gentleman raised his eyebrows and stared at Fang Buwei tightly.

"It's ether, you can get it in ordinary hospitals, and it only takes a minute at most to stun a person!" Fang Buwei said with certainty.

He also instructed his disciples to carry Zhang Yonghe to the guest room on the second floor, "Fill more water, and if you wake up, notify me immediately......"

"The hotel has long been sealed, and it is full of its own people, who will stun the fifth brother?" Lee Jae-yi asked incredulously.

This is not the time for discussion.

Fang Buwei came to Gao Zhensheng's side, and said in his ear, "Immediately send someone to block all entrances and exits, including the street window, and also send someone to keep an eye on ......."

Gao Zhensheng's eyes widened, "Someone got in?" ”

"Just do it!" The old gentleman snorted coldly.

These years have been too comfortable, and Hongmen has almost lost all the skills of the early years.

I don't know how to deal with it, I just know that I am standing here and suspicious.

Gao Zhensheng took some of his disciples out of the hotel, and Fang Buwei pulled Li Zaiyi over again, and explained a few words, "Send someone to search now, the momentum must be ......"

"Where?" Li Zaiyi asked subconsciously.

"The whole hotel!"

Li Zaiyi still wanted to ask, but inadvertently met the cold gaze of Situ Meitang, and subconsciously shrank his neck.

Fang Buwei said that he asked someone to search, but he didn't say anything.

"Starting from the first floor, check the ...... layer by layer," Lee Jae-yi gave a vague order.

"Uncle, let's greet the guests first!" Fang Buwei said to Situ Meitang again.

Situ Meitang nodded and walked to the center of the hall, "Everyone, don't get bored...... The fifth child is guilty of syncope, it's not a big deal, but it shocks you......"

The others didn't know the inside story, and they also thought that Zhang Yonghe had committed some illness, but it was just a false alarm.

The ballroom was soon back to normal.

Fang Buwei stayed on the side of the main table, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the toilet.

"Did you ask Lao Qi to search for people or things?" The old gentleman asked in a low voice.

"It's just a knock on the mountain, of course, it's best to find something!" Fang is not a return.

How is it possible to find someone?

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