Late at night, around 10 o'clock, a convoy arrived at Sam Yuan Street in Hanoi and turned into the compound of a subsidiary of Hong Run Trading Group.
This subsidiary of Hongrun Group is called Dongsheng Express. Compared with other cross-regional companies, its facade looks a bit small. It covers an area of about 6,000 to 7,000 square meters. The main building has about five floors, and there are logistics warehouses on both sides.
After the convoy stopped, Jiangzhou took Su Tianyu and others out of the car, walked into the main building, and went to the reception room on the third floor.
After everyone entered the house, Jiang Zhou stood in the corridor and shouted, "Mr. Su!"
Su Tianyu immediately went out to greet them: "Thank you for your help."
"You're welcome, haha." Jiang Zhou smiled and replied, "Chinese-funded enterprises do have some privileges in the Old Triangle, but the current situation is rather chaotic, and no one knows whether these privileges are still useful, so you should keep a low profile here, don't contact other people, and don't make random phone calls. I'll take care of the rest."
"Okay!" Su Tianyu understood what the other party meant: "What about the Gui family...?"
"Someone will take care of their affairs, you don't have to worry." Jiang Zhou replied, then turned to look at his assistant and instructed: "Mr. Su's family members are injured, please ask the doctor to come and help deal with it and settle everyone down."
"Yes!" the assistant nodded.
"Okay, then you guys rest here first. I still have some things to deal with." Jiangzhou stretched out his hand.
"Sorry for the trouble." Su Tianyu shook hands with the other party.
After the two finished their conversation, Jiangzhou led his men and disappeared into the corridor, while Su Tianyu returned to the room and gave instructions to everyone.
Less than ten minutes later, Hou Guoyu stood at the window and noticed that there were more than twenty security members in the courtyard. They completely locked the company's door and blocked the entrance with trucks. Some people even took out guns from several cars in the courtyard.
This scene made Hou Guoyu feel a little uneasy. He found Su Tianyu and said, "Damn, this situation is really unsettling! Look at the security guards downstairs. They have blocked the door and taken out their guns! This means... maybe someone dares to fight with the people in the Chinese district?!"
Su Tianbei was also surprised. He turned his head and looked around, and whispered, "If I understand correctly, this Hongrun Group is almost the same as an embassy, right? No one dares to rush into this courtyard, right?!"
Su Tianyu felt helpless as he listened to what the two said: "Who can say for sure? It's too chaotic here, and there's too little information. We can't understand it."
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Military Intelligence Headquarters, Hanoi.
Ruan Zhengtan was sitting in the monitoring room, lying on his back and putting eye drops in his eyes.
In the interrogation room, in just less than two hours, Gui Mengjun had been tortured beyond recognition.
He was lying on his back in a chair, his clothes soaked with his sweat. There were no obvious external injuries on his body, but his expression was extremely painful.
A young man of medium build, wearing a white shirt and with his sleeves rolled up, bent over and grabbed Gui Mengjun's hair: "Are you still insisting? Why?!"
Gui Mengjun leaned on the iron chair, looked at the other person with dull eyes, and said nothing.
"If you continue to resist, I'll have to inject you with drugs." The young man pulled Gui Mengjun's hair and shook his head vigorously: "After you inject this drug, you will be left with sequelae for the rest of your life! Think about it, is it worth it to make yourself like this just for a little extra money?!"
Gui Mengjun stared at the other party in a daze. His body's endurance had reached its limit, but his remaining rationality told him that he must not give in. Once he agreed to the other party's request, he might die faster.
At this moment, Gui Mengjun was even more convinced that what Ruan Zhengtan had just said was definitely not entirely true, and there must be some lies in it.
The other party first fabricated a solid case to frame him, and then made him sign various property cession agreements, which also included the property rights of several major arms factories.
So here comes the question! The other party has already framed him in the case and even forced him to put his fingerprints and sign, so why should he go through the normal legal channels to transfer the property? Why must he compromise and sign
There must be some unknown reason for this!
After Gui Mengjun figured this out, he was even less likely to compromise. Because the ownership of the arms factory and the shares of the trading company were under the control of the Gui family, but they were holding part of it on behalf of the Chinese district.
The dominance of the entire industry also lies in the Chinese region.
If Gui Mengjun was stupid enough to hand over power without obtaining consent from his superiors and ruin everything, then he would lose his last amulet.
If he offends the Chinese district, who can protect him
Gui Mengjun simulated the key points of the matter in his mind, his eyes wandering as he looked at the young man in front of him, still not saying a word.
The young man looked at him and loosened his grip, then turned around and ordered, "Give him an injection!"
Half a minute later, a man in a white coat, a mask and glasses walked into the room, politely put down the medicine box, and took out a large number of injections and medicines from it.
"It's not too late for you to regret now." The doctor whispered to Gui Mengjun while busying himself.
“Hoo…Hoo…!”
Gui Mengjun gasped violently, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
Is it easy to be a broker? Is it easy to be a red-top businessman
Outsiders see that Gui Mengjun is in great glory, often going in and out of various political departments and spending money like water, as if he is quite awesome. But in fact, the pressure they are under is completely unimaginable for ordinary people.
On the trip to Longcheng, Gui Mengjun didn't even dare to take a plane. He was bumpy on the sea for more than half a month before he arrived.
After meeting Lao Li, he went to Chi Jun, but was almost killed again. In the end, he had no choice but to run away in disgrace.
In this circle, there are too few close friends, and it is filled with betrayal and stabs at all times. If you are not careful, not only your own life will be in danger, but also the lives of your family members.
In the dim interrogation room, the doctor injected Gui Mengjun with medicine.
Three seconds later.
The screams echoed in the empty room. Gui Mengjun's eyeballs bulged and he felt as if every skeleton in his body was smashed by a hammer.
He struggled violently while sitting on the iron chair, blood slowly oozing from his nostrils and his legs trembling.
After less than ten seconds, Gui Mengjun fainted and a foul smell filled the room.
The young man turned his head to look at the doctor, covered his nose and said, "He had diarrhea."
"It's normal. He has incontinence." The doctor looked at Gui Mengjun's wet crotch, paused and said, "Wait a little longer, and give me another shot."
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Downstairs of the Supervision Department.
A car stopped, Fan Mingming sat in the car and called Ruan Zhengtan: "Brother Ruan, I'm downstairs, please come out for a moment."