Ninth Special District

In the evening, outside the box of the Joy Palace, Wu Di's words gently confessed to Ding Guozhen: "Tomorrow is about to develop a cloth meeting. Old Pi is a little worried that his wife and children, you go and watch.

"Then he?"

"He's okay here, Brother Feng and they are all here. Let's talk about something." Wu Di replied softly: "He will go back later, I will call you."

"Good." Ding Guozhen nodded.

"It's hard." Wu Di patted Ding Guozhen's shoulder.

"It's hard work, my family's business." Ding Guozhen smiled and pointed out the door: "Then I will go first."

"it is good."

After the two men communicated, Ding Guozhen turned and left.

...

Wu Di returned to the private room, reached for the tablet computer from the bag he carried with him, and handed it to the leather director: "Look at it."

Director Pi frowned at the content on the tablet, frowning: "Am I disclosing it in front of the media?"

"Yes." Wu Di nodded. "It's important to make clear the benefits of promising old Xu to Chalk Investment Bank, and how many points he gave back to James, and what kind of transactions happened in the villa."

Chief Pi glanced at the content on the tablet: "I'm going to say that on the spot, the old Xu people have to hate me. This is not a betrayal, it's to let them die."

Wu Di was silent.

"... Afterwards, can I still stay in Songjiang?" Pi Pi asked slightly anxiously.

Wu Di looked up at the other party and reached for a finger.

Brother Feng got up and walked to the bathroom of the private room. He took out a small black suitcase from the inside and put it on the coffee table.

"What does this mean?" Asked Pi Pi.

"Slap!"

Brother Feng reached out and opened the suitcase, exposing the neatly stacked banknotes.

"There is one million in it, which is the sum of your 80 years' wages." Wu Di intervened and looked at Lao Pi. "If you can't stay any longer, I will send you another house in the eight districts, and three permanent residences. Quota. "

"Hehe." Pi Pi smiled helplessly: "You are really making money in this kind of thing!"

"I think you are worth this money." Wu Di replied with a smile.

The leather director stared at the money and hesitated for four or five seconds before reaching for the money box.

"Snapped!"

Wu Di suddenly reached out and stopped him.

Pi Pi stunned.

"If you don't take money, we can just drink tea and chat today." Wu Di stopped Pi Si, and the words were very straightforward: "But if you want to take the money, and don't do anything, that will definitely not work."

The director Pi hesitated again for a few seconds, and immediately pressed the black suitcase: "If something goes wrong with the project team, they are very likely to make me back. Xiao San called me several times in the past few days. I didn't go, I haven't got a choice now. . "

After talking, Chief Pi closed the box, squinted at Wu Di and said, "I'm leaving when the conference is over."

"No problem." Wu Di nodded.

...

After ten minutes.

Brother Feng stood in the corridor, frowning at Wu Di and said, "Is the wall of grass like this one worth one million to smash, is the risk greater?"

"The wall head grass has the effect of the wall head grass." Wu Di replied expressionlessly: "The optical media exposed the scandal and put pressure on public opinion, which is not enough for me. Because the final result may be the airport project was called. Stopped, a certain person in charge jumped out and took the blame, then Lao Xu took joint responsibility and was transferred from his post. "

"Have you heard the wind?" Feng Ge asked.

"Lao Xu went to Fengbei to find a relationship. If the pressure is on, then the city's top leaders will not necessarily move him." Wu Di responded with a frown: "The media, public opinion is just to fan the flames, and really make Lao Xu cool in a flash. Someone in the project team will expose him with a real name. So I will kill him with a knife, I can't give him a chance. "

Brother Feng didn't understand the complicated battles in the system, so when Wu Di was so determined, he didn't say anything.

"Arrange for him to let him relax." Wu Di asked with his hips: "When he is done, let Zhenzhen come to pick him up."

"Okay." Feng Brother nodded.

...

Downstairs in an apartment on Black Street.

A high-heeled tire was installed, a rack was installed, and an off-road vehicle with an exaggerated spare tire was hung out of the courtyard.

"Is this his old son's car?" Ding Guozhen asked the driver.

"Yes."

"Stop him." Ding Guozhen shouted.

"Weng!"

The sound of the motor sounded, and the driver drove the car, directly pinning the Jackie Chan off-road.

"What are you doing?" Pi Chenglong shouted in the car.

Ding Guozhen pushed out the door and got out of the car, waved his hand and shouted, "You put the window down."

"What's wrong?" Pi Chenglong asked as he lowered the window.

"I'm the superintendent." Ding Guozhen bent over and said to the car: "Your dad didn't tell you, don't go out and wander around these days ?!"

"I'm going to meet some friends and I'll be back in a while." Pi Chenglong frowned and said, "Give up your car."

"Goodbye for now."

"I'm in a hurry," Pi Chenglong replied impatiently: "Hurry up."

Ding Guozhen looked at the colorful hair dyed by the other party and the expression of Dang Erlang on his face, and said in disgust: "You call your dad, you ask him to let you go."

"No, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Pi Chenglong shouted with his neck stuck: "I'm guilty, you restrict my personal freedom? I **** go to talk about business, you bear the loss?"

"You talk to me."

"I'll just say that, what can you do?" Pi Chenglong shouted irritably: "Hurry up and let me go, or I'll hit Ang!"

"CNM's, the children of the director's family are at this level? Who is used to you?" Ding Guozhen grabbed the opponent's hair with his left hand.

Skinny Jackie Chan like a stick, his head was beaten twice like a ball, and he was stunned on the spot: "Dare you beat me on a horse ?!"

"Are you beeping again?" Ding Guozhen pointed to his face, and he would start again.

Pi Chenglong scared back and hid, gritted his teeth and looked at Ding Guozhen, holding back for a long time and replied: "OK ... you Niu B."

"Get off!" Ding Guozhen scolded.

Pi Chenglong gritted his teeth and got out of the car ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ stood anxiously.

"Remove his car key and send him upstairs." Ding Guozhen ordered.

"Okay." The policeman next to him nodded.

After ten minutes.

Pi Chenglong returned to his residence and sat on the sofa, looking at his mother with a cold eye: "What the **** did my dad do?"

"I don't know." The mother bowed her head and fiddled with her cell phone, and responded indifferently.

"Didi!"

The prompt sound of the newsletter sounded, Pi Chenglong picked up the phone and glanced.

...

In the urban area.

The bartender wore smart sportswear, playing with the phone in his hands, and walked to the car very quickly.

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