When Wang Brown was in despair, a group of uniformed security guards broke in outside the hall.
"You, you guys."
Wang Brown and all the security guards in the hall were confused.
"Don't even move!"
The leader was a female security officer with a heroic face.
Looking at his shining epaulettes, he turned out to be the top person in charge of the District 1 Security Bureau—the Chief of Police!
After the security officers entered the hall, Wang Yunxiu rushed to the side and quickly controlled her.
Wang Yunxiu was even more panicked and kept asking for help from Wang Brown: "Dad, please help me!"
The chief of police showed an arrest warrant in front of Wang Brown and said seriously: "Your wife is involved in illegal transfer of assets overseas. We will take her back to the Security Bureau for investigation. Please cooperate with Mr. Wang."
Wang Brown closed his eyes with an ugly expression, and the eyes under his eyelids kept trembling.
Haishi, isn't it just outside the country
The Security Bureau's investigation of Wang Yunxiu is reasonable, reasonable and legal.
Logically speaking, Wang Brown had no room for resistance.
But after all, Wang Yunxiu was his only relative. Even if he disliked her, Wang Brown still wanted to keep her.
He forced a smile on the guard chief in front of him: "Comrade, your old director Song and I are old acquaintances, can you please take it into account for his sake?"
Before Wang Brown finished speaking, the female police chief suddenly smiled sarcastically: "Are you talking about Song Weiguo?"
Wang Brown was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.
He was talking about Song Weiguo, the former director of the Bailu City Security Bureau.
"I'm sorry." The female security chief's face straightened, "I am Song Weiguo's granddaughter, the current security chief of Tengxiang District Security Bureau Song Qianqian.
Mr. Wang, your relationship doesn’t work with me! "
Wang Brown felt a tightness in his chest, his vision went dark for a moment, and he almost lost his balance.
But before he could relieve the suffocation in his chest, Song Qianqian's cold voice came to his ears again: "Besides, this arrest warrant was signed by Director Mo himself, so it's useless for you to find anyone!"
Wang Brown couldn't stand at all now and collapsed on the sofa.
He covered his chest and gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Tianlin, you finally can't bear it anymore!"
Song Qianqian glanced at Wang Brown coldly, waved to his subordinate An, and said, "Take away!"
Amidst Wang Yunxiu's screams, the security guards took her directly away from Wang's house.
Wang Brown closed his eyes in pain and murmured: "There is still one last chance to survive."
He picked up the phone and dialed a Kyoto number tremblingly.
At the same time, Ye Hong, who was far away at the Haiye Island base, was also analyzing Wang Brown's next move in front of the drawing board.
"Rabbits will bite when they are anxious. When Wang Brown is anxious, it is time to use the power of his connections."
Ye Hong's eyes flashed slightly and he circled the two words on the drawing board.
Those two characters are called - [Business Group].
Three days later, two special guests came to the dinner party.
As soon as they arrived, they booked the entire box on the fifth floor.
All other guests were asked to leave the fifth floor.
At first, the guests complained, but after the two people revealed their identities, they didn't dare to say a word.
In a private room on the fifth floor, an old man was slowly eating pastries from a bowl.
There was not much hair left on the old man's head, only a few long white hairs hanging stubbornly on it.
On his wrinkled face, he wore a pair of brown glasses.
The calm eyes are like lake water, making it difficult to see the depth, joy and anger.
(End of chapter)