Wen Sheng learned from Wu Jiafeng that Wen Yue wanted to buy Yantian, and immediately panicked, so he drove to Yantian that night.

Wu Jiafeng walked out of the office with a cigarette in his mouth, and Wen Sheng asked him directly, "Where's the thing?"

Wu Jiafeng gestured and walked towards the warehouse in front, which was full of salt, and there was a smell of salt in the air.

Walking to a place where salt bags were stacked, Wu Jiafeng personally moved them open, revealing a locked iron plate.

Take a key out of your pocket, open the rusty lock, and lift the iron plate.

A ladder extended to the bottom, Wu Jiafeng extinguished the cigarette in his hand and walked down the ladder.

Wen Sheng looked left and right, and followed.

When he was about to reach the ground, Wu Jiafeng stretched out his hand to turn on the switch, and the underground salt storage was clear at a glance.

Wen Sheng jumped off the ladder, looked around, and looked at Wu Jiafeng with a slight frown, "Why did you bring the Eastern Plateau here?"

"And where do you think you should hide?" Wu Jiafeng asked him rhetorically.

Wen Sheng tugged at the corners of his lips, and he didn't know where to hide.

In his opinion, if Ji Xiaowei's corpse is not disposed of for a day, it will be discovered by Wen Yue sooner or later.

Wu Jiafeng saw that he had nothing to say, he smiled coldly, he led him through the long dry corridor, came to an empty field, and pointed to a few blue plastic buckets placed in front, "The thing is there!"

Wen Sheng just glanced at it, but didn't dare to move forward, because at this moment, the picture of Ji Xiaowei lying in a pool of blood appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Not going to check it out? See if there are any arms or legs?" Wu Jiafeng saw the horror in his eyes and half-jokingly.

Wen Yue glanced at him, "No need to check, I believe in your ability to do things!"

Wu Jiafeng chuckled, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that these two buckets of things were actually corpses!"

As he spoke, he walked over to the bucket and kicked it with his foot, his eyes full of disbelief.

Wen Sheng didn't tell him about this in the first place, but he didn't know that this guy actually opened it to check, and then called him to ask him about it, and he admitted it, and warned him not to leak it.

He had a calm face, "Who did this business without taking human life, do you think your brother-in-law didn't?" He's carrying more lives than I do!"

Of course, Wu Jiafeng knew some of Gu Kaibo's situation, and he also denied the facts that Wen Sheng said, "Let's not talk about my brother-in-law first, let's talk about you!"

"Say me?" Wen Sheng frowned, and suddenly felt that he was particularly verbose tonight, which made him upset, but he still had patience to see what the hell he was doing.

Wu Jiafeng walked up to him, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at him with a wicked smile, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing is related to Miss Wen Er."

Wen Sheng's heart tightened, and his face sank slightly, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing," Wu Jiafeng bypassed him, "I just think that my mouth needs to be sealed with some money, otherwise it won't be good for me to reveal it to the outside world one day!"

Wen Sheng saw his motive and glanced at him, "Dare you threaten me?"

Wu Jiafeng smiled, "How dare I threaten you, it's just that I've been a little tight on money recently, so I want to ask you for some money!"

Wen Sheng snorted coldly, "Don't forget, who gave you this salt pan, it's me Wen Sheng, if it weren't for me, where would you have earned so much money in your pocket!"

Wu Jiafeng raised his index finger and waved it in front of him, "You're not letting me make money, you're trying to make me carry the black pot."

Wen Sheng's pupils shrank, and his lips pursed into a line.

"When the police find here, I will be half responsible, and you, standing aside, it's none of your business, after all, this corpse has been marinated into bacon, and it should be more than ten or twenty years old, even if the investigation technology is good, you can't find the fingerprints at that time, isn't it!"

This is why Wu Jiafeng urgently needs to sell the salt pans, but what he didn't expect was that Wen Yue would actually take the initiative to find him.

Wen Sheng's eyes flashed with a sense of weakness, "So, you want to call the police to arrest me."

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Wu Jiafeng raised his head and laughed, "We are people in the same boat, why are we so embarrassed!"

With that, he patted him on the shoulder, and with his other hand made a gesture asking for money.

Wen Sheng thought that his company's economy was not very good now, and he lost 10 million bride price at home last time, and he had not recovered it until now, so he was unwilling to spend any more money.

In addition, Wu Jiafeng is insatiable, with the first time, there is a second time, he doesn't want to be caught by him.

A sinister dark light flashed silently under his eyes, and Wen Sheng quickly raised the corners of his lips, "How much do you want?"

"Two hundred thousand!" Wu Jiafeng didn't want much.

"Is it in the form of a cheque, or is it direct cash?"

"Cash, of course!"

This is not easy to be investigated, Wu Jiafeng is very shrewd.

"Okay, I'll have someone bring you cash tomorrow!" Wen Sheng readily agreed, "But you have to help me clean up these things, and I can't leave any traces."

"I, Wu Jiafeng, have always done things neatly and neatly, Wen Dong, you know!" Wu Jiafeng smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and his face was evil.

Wen Sheng climbed out of the underground salt depot and drove away from the salt farm.

In a black car in the dark, a pair of eagle-like eyes stared at this scene.

Wu Jiafeng found a few people, moved the plastic bucket out of the underground salt warehouse, and then helped a speedboat and drove to the island in front.

Wen Sheng went to Vientiane the next day to find Wen Yue.

Wen Yue received a call from Zhou Pu, and then rushed to Vientiane to see him.

"You seem to have a soft spot for the Jitai Mangrove Salt Works?" Wen Sheng smoked a whole cigarette and got straight to the point.

Wen Yue knew that he was going to tell her about it on the way to come, and smiled faintly, "Good salt can make a dish more delicious, and Jitai Honglin's salt reputation is good, I wanted to get some salt before, but my father said that the salt farm is not managed by you, and recently I heard that Wu Jiafeng wanted to sell the salt farm, so I thought about buying it, anyway, doing this business is to become bigger and stronger!" jj.br>

Wen Sheng paused to smoke, and looked at the duplicitous Wen Yue with gloomy eyes, "The country has been controlling the price of salt, how much money can be made, and it will become bigger and stronger!"

"As long as there is demand, even if the price is low, you can still make money." Wen Yue replied.

The corners of Wen Sheng's eyes twitched slightly, "Since you want to buy it, then I have nothing to say."

It seems that Ji Xiaowei's corpse has already been disposed of, otherwise he would not have changed his attitude greatly, but he doesn't know what happened to Li Yandong.

Wen Yue began to beat a drum in her heart, but she pretended to be calm, "Is there anything else Dad has to do?" If not, I'll go to the back kitchen first!"

got up to leave, Wen Sheng stopped her, and asked about the last time, "Did the second young master tell Master Jiang about that day?"

"Not very clear!" Wen Yue replied.

"Aren't you his girlfriend, how can it not be clear?" Wen Sheng frowned.