Chapter 221: A gap

In the northwest suburb of Haizhou City, Xinchenggang in Beiguan District, there is a plantation of Jincheng Group. It is said to be a plantation, but it is actually a private garden built by Zhao Jinrong. It covers an area of ​​300 to 400 acres and planted some bamboo trees and flowers. From the garden gate next to the avenue, a ten-meter-wide cement corridor extends to the depths of the plantation. An open grass pond is hidden deep in the plantation, and seven villas are clustered on the grass pond.

In the early 1990s, Zhao Jinrong built this garden, and it was rumored that it cost more than 30 million yuan. When Ding Xiangshan was in office, Wan Xiangqian was so suppressed that Wan Yong could not raise his head. Zhao Jinrong, who was in the same mood as Wan family, did not dare to move in with his family. However, this place became a place for them to gather in private, and the facilities and services were no less than that of Xicheng Hotel. Enjoying some special services could avoid people's eyes and ears.

After Ding Xiangshan fell, this place was already a semi-public existence in Haizhou. After all, Wenshan Hotel is a public place, not more secret than here. Zhou Fu likes this place once or twice next year. He holds his own identity and does not do anything too licentious, and does not want to control it for Zhao Jinrong. If you really want to enjoy it, you will arrange it for people who are closer. However, in the midst of a troubled world, you will occasionally come to this garden to calm down, but it is very comfortable. I can't help but sigh: No matter how big an official is, it is not better than having money in your hands. Which party and government cadre has the courage to build such a garden for himself?

Zhou Fuming received a call from Jin Guohai that he was playing cards in the garden of Zhao Jinrong’s North Pass. In addition to Zhao Jinrong, there were also Zhou Xiaojian, Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, and Luo Wenjun, Vice President of Singapore New Town Group.

Zhao Jinrong’s Jincheng Real Estate has investment from Xincheng Group. This time he acquired the land in Shatin Street Market and continued to receive investment from Xincheng Group.

For Xincheng Group, they prefer to directly invest in specific projects, so that they can withdraw quickly.

Zhao Jinrong and Zhou Fuming had a relationship because Zhou Fuming's daughter Zhou Hongmei lived in Singapore to establish a foreign trade agency. Zhao Jinrong had business relationships with Zhou Hongmei's company through Xincheng Group and gave away several business benefits, so he naturally had a relationship with Zhou Fuming. This was why Wanjia and Zhou Fuming compromised after the New Year.

Zhou Fuming and the Wan family father and son have always had conflicts. Zhao Jinrong made peace in the middle and came together for various interests. Zhou Fuming received a call from Jin Guohai. He didn't know if Jin Guohai was interested. He only mentioned Wan Tiancai's name, but did not mention Zhao Jinrong's son Zhao Siming. Zhou Fuming remembered the intimate appearance of Wan Yong and Tang Xueqian a few days ago, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, and just said lightly: "I understand, is there any notification from Deputy Mayor Wan?"

While instructing the Municipal Bureau to send capable police officers to investigate the case, he first told Zhou Fuming the news that Wan Yong could delay it for one minute, of course he had to delay it for one minute. His handling of this can be said to give Zhou Fuming enough face. Zhou Fuming did not expect that he had other intentions.

Zhou Fuming wanted to teach Wan Yong some lessons so that he would not forget him. He said plainly: "You can follow the normal procedures. It is best to avoid things. Find an appropriate opportunity to tell Deputy Mayor Wan..." His words were ambiguous and meant to protect himself. He glanced at Zhao Jinrong opposite him and decided not to tell Zhao Jinrong that he knew that Zhao Jinrong had a much closer relationship with the Wan family than him and Zhao Jinrong. He even hoped that things would make a bigger difference and asked Wan Yong to ask him to ask him to know who could really cover the sky in Haizhou. He hung up the phone with a faint tone.

The other three people on the poker table just thought it was a matter of the municipal party committee and someone called him to report it. He was curious but it was not convenient to ask.

Zhou Fuming had no intention of staying and continuing to play cards, and pushed the cards into the middle of the table: "Let's go here today." He got up and left. It was only half past eight at this time. Zhao Jinrong was a little surprised, so he came over and picked up the money in his drawer, and smiled and said, "Secretary Zhou forgets to take away the money he won. I have no responsibility to keep it for Secretary Zhou." After a little bit of work, he looked like 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. He carefully stacked the zero coins on it and handed it to Zhou Fuming.

Zhou Fuming took the zero coins and threw them on the table: "It is not easy to find change, so as not to find change next time."

Zhou Xiaojian took out a stack of money from the drawer and left with Zhou Fuming.

"Mr. Zhao has a hard time playing cards like this once or twice a week, so it's better to give them to him once." Luo Wenjun chuckled, "When did domestic officials become less courageous?"

Every time I play 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, 30,000 yuan for 40,000 yuan, and it doesn’t cost 500,000 yuan to be stuffed into Zhou Fuming’s pocket for half a year. It’s shocking that I can’t give him 500,000 yuan at a time. Zhou Fuming’s attitude seems to be a little lazy recently and is not so enthusiastic about their affairs.

Zhao Jinrong thought about Zhou Fuming's expression when he left in a hurry. Zhou Fuming looked plain. Zhao Jinrong, who was good at observing words and expressions, still saw what was going on, and seemed not in a hurry to notify Wan Yong.

Zhao Jinrong walked to the corner of the room, picked up the phone on the corner cabinet, and dialed Wan Yong. The phone was busy. The phone was also busy when dialing Wan Yong's home. He still had to pull out the phone from Wan Yong's secretary. Wan Xiangqiong was transferred to the province and took the opportunity of the investigation to travel abroad. He had a trip to ten European countries for a while and it would be five or six days before he could return to China.

Zhao Jinrong had an ominous premonition in his heart. Thinking of Zhou Fuming's gloomy expression when he left, his fingers were trembling. He kept pulling out a few phone calls. He finally dialed in. It was Wan Yong's secretary who answered the phone: "Where is Mayor Wan?"

"I called you just now, but I couldn't get through... Mr. Zhao, something happened. The Municipal Bureau just heard news, saying that Genius and Si Ming had found some people tonight, intending to teach a lesson to a female teacher in their school. Huang Zhuquan, deputy director of the Construction Committee, reported the case. Originally, Genius and Si Ming were going to take his son with him. His son was not afraid to go, but reported the case behind his back. Perhaps Genius and Si Ming had a bit of a fierce thought. The Municipal Bureau studied it and decided to report directly to Jin Guohai, secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. It is not clear that the Municipal Bureau has sent several batches of police forces. Fortunately, Mayor Wan has a close relationship with the people of the Municipal Bureau, so he got the news in advance..."

Zhao Jinrong was so angry that he almost smashed the phone. Jin Guohai was an outsider. This matter involved the children of the city leaders. He would not say hello to Wan Yong directly, but he would also report to Zhou Fuming. Zhou Fuming just answered Jin Guohai's call, but ended the game as if nothing had happened. What exactly did he want to do? He has been playing cards with him for more than half a year, and forty or five hundred thousand have been fed to the wolf.

Zhao Jinrong thought he was cruel and ruthless. When he thought of Zhou Fuming's gloomy eyes when he left, his heart felt a little cold, and he thought: This is the one who eats meat and does not spit bones.

"Where is Mayor Wan?" Zhao Jinrong asked with a gloomy face.

"Now I can't contact the genius. Si Ming and Mr. Zhao's phone number could not be reached for a while. Mayor Wan asked everyone to go out to find them. He drove out in person and asked me to stay and contact Mr. Zhao."

Before Zhao Jinrong panic, he asked: "Who is the female teacher of No. 1 Middle School, where is he living, what is the phone number? Send someone to watch it..."

"The specific matter is not clear..."

"Don't Mayor Wan have friends in the Municipal Bureau? Three questions, one question is 100,000 yuan, I will pay the money..."

Zhao Jinrong believed that Zhou Fuming's mind had changed. No matter how small the matter would be, it would become a big thing. We must stop it from happening at all costs!

"Cao Hongbao, Zhao Shigui!" Zhao Jinrong couldn't even greet Luo Wenjun, and shouted for his bodyguard, while testing the circle and dialing his son's mobile phone number and turning off the phone!

"Have Si Ming ever found someone below today?" Zhao Jin asked the bodyguards who rushed over after hearing the sound, and everyone shook their heads and didn't know.

Because the Mitsubishi sports car that he had just obtained was damaged, Zhao Siming was afraid that he would scold him, so he would naturally not ask the thugs raised by Jincheng Group for such a thing.

Zhao Jinrong sent all his subordinates out and asked them to go separately to find places where his son might go with Wan Tiancai.

The best result is naturally to intercept the person, but the municipal bureau has sent several batches of police forces. Who can guarantee that they will find these bastards first than the police?

Zhao Jinrong felt itchy with hatred. Since he hated his son for being unsuccessful, hated the people around him for watching the fun, and hated Zhou Fuming's betrayal, he had to think of a complete solution. He couldn't even figure out why Zhou Fuming suddenly changed!

Zhao Jinrong called Wan Yong and asked where he was. He didn't have time to say anything on the phone, so he drove over to Haizhou No. 1 Middle School to meet. Wan Yong had not received a formal notice at this time. He learned from Zhao Jinrong that Zhou Fuming might have known the news at the card table, and he kicked the door of his Nissan in hatred: "I still know how to keep a dog. The damn wolf. Zhou Fuming forgot who made him sit firmly in this position?"

"Things are not that simple," Zhao Jinrong pulled Wan Yong into his crown. He sent someone to do what he could do, but there was no specific information, and the things he could do were very limited. He didn't even know which female teacher he wanted to teach a lesson, nor did he know how that female teacher was so angry that these bastards were trying hard to guard the school gate. "The key is that Zhou Fuming's attitude is hard to figure out. Is he still holding a grudge against the past?"
Chapter completed!