When Cheng Ming saw Huo Yulin in the hall, he was still surprised, but soon he walked up to the chief manager, "Chief manager, people from the security department went to the branch in the north of the city, and they asked to see you."
Huo Changfeng paused for a moment when he moved Muzhu's finger on his wrist. He looked at Chengming, narrowed his eyes slightly, "People from the security department are also coming to intervene?"
"It looks like it is. According to the report of his subordinates, the officials brought many more people here, and everyone has equipment." Cheng Ming said quickly, although his voice was deep, but he didn't see any panic.
Huo Changfeng turned his neck and stood up from the main seat, "Let's go, let's meet for a while."
Cheng Ming nodded and stood aside.
Huo Yulin heard the conversation between the two, thought for two seconds, and said, "I'm going too?"
Huo Changfeng raised his hand, "No, the official is here, so it's not suitable for you to show your face."
Huo Yulin thought about his status in the research institute, and knew that Uncle Changfeng was thinking about him, so he kept silent, and in the end he didn't insist anymore.
Soon, Huo Changfeng and Cheng Ming went to the northern branch of the city.
When we arrived at the branch, there was a circle of seriously armed people outside, each with a gun on his chest, and the scene was very tense.
Cheng Ming drove the car, and when he reached the gate, the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the front of the car.
The corners of Cheng Ming's lips twitched, and his expression didn't change a bit. It seemed that he was used to this kind of scene. He didn't get out of the car, but lowered the window and said something to the people outside.
After a while, the muzzle of the gun moved away, the heavy iron door slowly opened, and the car drove in.
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the other side.
"Young Master Min, you are involved in an illegal arms trade, please come with us now."
Zhang Qing, who was dressed in a special black military uniform, fixed his eyes on Min Yu's face. Although his voice sounded very polite, it was not difficult to see his malicious intentions.
Min Yu was lazily sitting on the sofa at this time, facing Zhang Qing's aggression, his clear face didn't seem to be too flustered.
Stretching out his hand, he slowly picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, and then spoke: "Illegal trading? Is Vice Minister Zhang joking with me? Or is he joking with the Equipment Bureau?"
The Equipment Bureau is rather special. It is a department specially set up by the World Alliance. It does not belong to any country. It deals with not only the official arms trade, but also cooperates with some local forces.
It's just that if local forces want to buy weapons from the Equipment Bureau, they must obtain official approval. Without official approval, it is regarded as an illegal transaction in private.
Of course, private transactions still depend on the control of this country. As long as it is not a special weapon with particularly large lethality, the official will turn a blind eye to it in many cases.
Because of the Equipment Bureau, no one can afford to offend.
Zhang Qing had a Chinese-character face, and his whole body was full of official air. The corners of his lips twitched, and he said, "Mr. Min, you don't have to use the Equipment Bureau to talk about it. I'm just doing business. Whether you are suspected of illegal trafficking or not is a question." I still need you to come with us to understand clearly before you can be innocent, don’t you think so?”
Min Yu put down the tea cup, his expression was still calm, and he didn't answer Zhang Qing's words.
Seeing this, Zhang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said again: "Or do you think that with Minister Min around, you can be unscrupulous?"
When Min Yu heard this, he raised his head, and finally looked at Zhang Qing, his dark eyes were bottomless, but there was a bit of biting coldness, "Are you looking for death?"
(end of this chapter)