On the outskirts of Qingzhou City, there is a villa complex built on the mountainside. There are 18 single-family villas on the upper and lower floors, with courtyards, green spaces, swimming pools, and private gardens. It is backed by Murong Mountain and faces the Qinghe River. You can see the scenery when you open the window and the flowers and trees are fragrant. It is the most famous place in Qingzhou.
This complex named Jingu Garden was developed by Gu Shitong's Minghua Group. It was not sold to the public after its completion in 1993, but people often saw some luxury cars driving in and out. Ordinary people would be stopped by security guards 100 meters in front of the garden gate, making it difficult to get a glimpse of what was going on. As a result, there were many rumors among the people in Qingzhou, adding a touch of mystery to this place. However, those in the circle who knew the inside story privately called Jingu Garden the Peach Garden, which was inspired by the story of the Queen Mother holding the Peach Festival. The meaning is self-evident.
A black Mercedes-Benz S600 slowly drove into Jingu Garden from the winding mountain road and stopped in front of a villa at the end of the third row. A tall but extremely thin man opened the back door and walked down. Following closely behind him was a beautiful woman in a purple business suit with a slim figure. The two entered the villa hall and sat on the sofa in front of the French window and waited for a few minutes. A voice came from the guardrail on the second floor:
"Uncle Mu, you are here."
Mu Zechen, Gu Shitong's top subordinate and the most loyal dog by his opponents, stood up, a smile appeared on his thin face, and he said, "Wenyuan, why did you call your uncle here so urgently?" Gu Shitong has been in Guanshan City for many years. He was a teacher in a normal college. Although he is now rich and powerful, he is still very strict with Gu Wenyuan. In order to prevent him from learning bad habits from some high-ranking children in Guanshan, he cruelly left him in Qingzhou to go to school and entrusted him to Mu Zechen to take care of him. The old nest in Qingzhou was also given to Mu Zechen to take care of, which shows how deep the relationship between the two is.
Gu Wenyuan, dressed in casual home clothes, walked slowly down the spiral staircase, stretched his body with sleepy eyes, and did not answer. As if he had just seen the beautiful woman, he said, "Sister Shu, you are here too?"
Qi Shu smiled, her innocent face matched with her charming eyes. The two extreme feelings gave people a fatal temptation. "We secretaries have a hard life. Don't we have to follow the boss wherever he goes?"
Mu Zechen said, "Don't mock me. Qi Shu is more popular than me in Qingzhou now. How dare I take you as my secretary?"
The three of them sat down and chatted. Mu Zechen asked again, "What is it that we have to talk about here?" This villa is where Gu Shitong occasionally rests. Gu Wenyuan usually lives in his home in the city.
Gu Wenyuan played with the teacup in his hand and suddenly asked, "Can we kill Wen Huaiming?"
Mu Zechen heard from Mu Shanshan that Gu Wenyuan had a minor conflict with Wen Huaiming's son Wen Liang, but it was just a small fight between children and nothing serious.
He flatly refused: "No!"
Gu Wenyuan knew his character. If he said no, it seemed like it really was no. He didn't expect him to explain and looked at Qi Shu.
"The situation in Qingzhou is very delicate now. It may explode at any moment despite seeming calm. Our interests in Qingzhou have no fundamental conflicts with those of the Xu and Zhou factions. It doesn't matter who comes to power. Therefore, the best strategy at the moment is to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight..." Even when Qi Shu was analyzing the situation seriously, people couldn't help but think of other things. This was the magic that made her the most famous socialite in Qingzhou.
Mu Zechen said: "Wen Huaiming is just a small figure, so it doesn't matter if he moves. But he is currently highly valued by Xu Fuyan. If Xu Fuyan misunderstands that we are allied with Zhou Yuanting, it will be harmful to Minghua instead of beneficial."
This answer made Gu Wenyuan's face turn very gloomy. Mu Zechen did not speak. He knew Gu Wenyuan much better than Gu Shitong. In the eyes of Gu Shitong and many outsiders, Gu Wenyuan was polite and kind to others. He did not have any bad habits of a dandy boy. He was a good and well-behaved son, a smart and good student, and a good and righteous friend. But what about the real Gu Wenyuan? Thinking of all the butts he had helped him clean since junior high school, Mu Zechen had a headache.
Gu Wenyuan suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Do you know what happened to the deputy director of Qinghua Factory named Ji Zheng?"
"Ji Zheng?" Mu Zechen glanced at Qi Shu and saw her shaking her head. He knew it was not a big deal and said, "Wait ten minutes."
Qi Shu walked aside and made a few phone calls. After waiting for a few minutes, the calls were answered one after another.
"Okay, got it. Thank you, Director Lin..."
"Thank you so much, Director Cao. Okay, I'll be at the Regal Hotel on time tomorrow..."
After hanging up the phone, Qi Shu said, "After asking around, it was Yuan Dazhu who was persecuting him. He is currently incarcerated at the Nangong Branch. Ji Zheng was reported to have abused his power to accept bribes from suppliers, passing off inferior goods as good ones at high prices, and extorting money for personal gain while in charge of the Qinghua Plant. The total amount was not large, less than 500,000 yuan. As the deputy director of the Qinghua Plant with hundreds of millions of assets, he is extremely clean. But this person has no foundation, and he was able to get to the top only because of the appreciation of the former director. Now that he has been persecuted to death by Yuan Dazhu, there is no need to mention his future. He may even have to spend more than a decade in prison, haha."
When Qi Shu covered her mouth and laughed, her body under the suit swayed slightly. From her eyebrows to her waist, she was really beautiful and sexy. However, just by looking at the way she casually talked about a person's life and property, you can understand how cruel and ruthless this woman is. Gu Wenyuan was full of blood and although he knew that this woman was absolutely not allowed to get close to him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Mu Zechen was used to her like this, and frowned and said, "Five hundred thousand is just a small amount. Yuan Dazhu's head is full of lice now, and he still has the mood to do these little tricks? What a fool!"
Gu Wenyuan suddenly recalled the scene on the rooftop, Ji Su's beautiful face, Wen Liang's hateful smile, Xu Yao's contemptuous and disgusted eyes, all flashed through his mind, and then fixed on the muddy black windbreaker. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, leaned forward, stared at Mu Zechen and said, "Uncle Mu, help me do something!"
Mu Zechen smiled bitterly in his heart, do you really think I'm a fool? First he made a request that would definitely be rejected, and then he put forward the real purpose so that I could only agree. At such a young age, he already knows how to play these tricks. He is really teachable!
But it doesn't matter. He smiled and said, "You say!"
Imperial Garden.
Zuo Yuxi hung up the phone, nodded to Wen Liang, and said, "Yes, Ji Zheng was framed by Yuan Dazhu. Your opinion makes sense. Maybe he really knows something about Yuan Dazhu..."
Wen Liang had just explained the cause and effect of the Ji Zheng case to Zuo Yuxi. Of course, he replaced everything related to his past life with his own speculation. Fortunately, Zuo Yuxi already trusted him very much at this time. After thinking it over, he thought it was feasible and immediately made a few phone calls. Although it was not as convenient as before to do anything in Qingzhou, it was still possible to get some information.
Wen Liang pondered for a moment and asked, "Who is more trustworthy in Qingzhou's public security system now?"
Zuo Yuxi took out a pen and paper from under the coffee table, wrote down a few names, and pointed to the first one and said, "Municipal Bureau Director Zhao Xinchuan used to be my father's man. He is smart and capable, and has a lot of ways to deal with people and things. But he is old and has no ambitions. He just wants to stay in this position until retirement. So since Xu Fuyan came, he has been wavering and watching, like a real old sly guy. It doesn't matter if I ask him to help me with a little bit, but if I really want to fight to the death, this person is unreliable!"
Wen Liang nodded and drew a line through the word "Zhao".
"Lin Zhen, the executive deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, was transferred from the provincial government last year. He has a deep background and is said to have some connections with Gu Shitong. When my father was alive, he told us not to mess with him."
Cross out another one.
"Zheng Yunzhong..."
Cross out.
"Guo Wenzhi..."
Cross out.
"Liu Tianlai, the fifth-ranked deputy director, is a cadre who worked his way up from the grassroots police. He has been awarded many times for meritorious service and is a celebrity in the public security system of Jiangdong Province. He has a great influence in the middle and lower levels of Qingzhou. My father appreciated him very much and promoted him to the position of deputy director step by step. Otherwise, with his hot temper, he would have been skinned alive and killed by his enemies. This person is still young, so I should be able to transfer him now."
Just listening to Zuo Yuxi's words, you know that Zuo Yuxi is not just a vase that relies on her face to make a living. She can keenly distinguish the pros and cons and people's hearts in the intricate network of relationships. They are both Zuo Jing's people. One is old and has no ambition. She knows that this person is likely to turn against her. The other is ambitious in his career, so she can take advantage of the situation and use him. How can such calculations be clear to an ignorant woman
Wen Liang picked up the pen and emphasized the word "Liu". His heart was suddenly filled with anticipation: What kind of father could raise such a great talent as Liu Zhihe, the little godfather of gambling? (To be continued)