Chapter 211 Unfathomable

Liang Chihui was only wearing a shirt and trousers, a gloomy pure black, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked mature and neat. He opened all the drawers and cabinet doors with a frank attitude, "Please go ahead."

Zhao Kai was a little surprised. It was too frank, which meant that even if there was a real thing, it had been transferred.

Logically, the news didn't leak out.

We received a notice from Lao Zhang in the morning and mobilized troops to take action in the afternoon. It was quite quick.

Things like bills and letters were just burned to destroy all evidence and the problem was solved in the blink of an eye.

Cash and gold are real money. If all the money of Guanghe Group flowed into his pocket, it would be an astronomical figure, and it would take a long time to move it all.

It’s not in Yunhai Building, not in the bank, and there is no record of overseas remittances. How does he store hundreds of millions or even billions of liquid funds?

Zhao Kai was strolling around the finance office and analyzing things. Ni Hong was also busy and glanced at Liang Chihui.

He had instructed yesterday that as long as Zhao Kai came to search and opened the door of the secret room, they would check it once and give up, and Yunhai Tower would be clear.

However, Liang Chihui seemed to have changed his plans and has not given any indication yet.

Zhao Kai stood behind his desk and said, "Business at Yunhailou is booming. Mr. Ni, you've run the business well!"

Ni Hong smiled and poured two glasses of wine, one for Liang Chihui and one for Zhao Kai. "It's not too strong. Our boss Liang drinks it as a drink. Try it."

Zhao Kai took a sip. The fruity aroma mixed with the wine aroma was refreshing and rich. "What brand?"

"It's made by a private French winery. It's not a mass-market brand. We only sell it to discerning customers."

"Do I know what I'm talking about?"

Ni Hong raised her eyebrows and said with a double meaning, "Whether you know the goods or not, you know it yourself."

Zhao Kai narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Good answer."

Liang Chihui sat diagonally opposite and lit a cigar. He had fair skin and was thin. Under the scorching light, the veins on his arms were very obvious, bulging and firm.

"Financial statements?" Zhao Kai glanced at the table, about to turn it over but stopped himself. "It's a commercial secret."

Ni Hong always smiled and said, "If Director Zhao needs anything, we will fully cooperate. It doesn't matter if it's confidential."

"Excuse me for being so presumptuous." Zhao Kai flipped through the entire list. Before going upstairs, he took a special tour of the private rooms on the second floor, especially the wine ordering area, prices, set meals, and entertainment activities. The prices in Yunhailou were clearly marked.

Compared with the report, there is basically no difference.

Match.

If a man owns multiple businesses, picking out the most profitable one will probably reveal his business methods.

Liang Chihui is considered an honest businessman. At least no dirty money has been found in Yunhai Tower.

Zhao Kai closed the report, walked to the antique shelf, and picked up a gold and jade ornament.

Liang Chihui smoked a cigarette, his face unclear, "Zhao Ju likes it, pick one."

"They are too valuable. If I pick one, it would be considered a bribe." Zhao Kai played with each one of them, silently inserting his middle finger into the bottle mouth and bottom, repeatedly groping for the mechanism.

He has been a police officer for more than ten years and has handled hundreds of cases, big and small. In 2017, a highly intelligent desperado who practiced martial arts kidnapped a rich kid. It was easy to solve the case in Hebei Province because of the well-developed urban surveillance. The key point was that the kidnappers took the kidnappers to a small border town surrounded by mountains with poor transportation. Because the family members called the police too late and the rich kid was afraid of death, he was able to get away unhindered without any struggle.

He tracked the kidnappers across provinces and fell into a trap in the mountains with the local police. It was a dangerous situation. The police were concerned about the safety of the hostages and were reluctant to attack by force. It was extremely difficult. Later, Liang Jishen also stepped in and they worked together to solve the problem.

Zhao Kai had a feeling that Liang Chihui would be more difficult to deal with than that desperado.

Regardless of whether he is the boss behind Guanghe Group, just based on the fact that countless dignitaries support his Yunhai Building, his network of influence is definitely extraordinary.

The owners of nightclubs in Beijing have backgrounds that are better than one another. Liang Chihui has become the top of the pyramid through his connections. He has indispensable connections in politics, business, and the underworld, and at least they all buy his face.

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Liang Jishen finished his official business and returned to the city in the evening.

Driving on the elevated highway in Changning District, police cars roared under the bridge, large crowds of people gathered in front of many bars, and sirens blared throughout the city.

He Sang grabbed the car window and asked, "What happened?"

Liang Jishen was reviewing documents. China Overseas Group had a total of fifty-six projects: forty at headquarters and sixteen at branches. The branches were fine; their leaders followed through on the entire process, and unless they were unsure and reported to him, they would run their own operations. But headquarters wasn't doing so well. He was the head of the group, and China Overseas' tax revenue accounted for one-third of Hebei Province's economy. He carried a heavy burden, and he couldn't afford to slack off.

"Routine check."

"Inspecting the nightclub?"

The man hummed.

The car sped past and drove off the bridge. On the left side of the intersection was Yunhai Tower.

Zhao Kai led the team out, and several executives of the club stood in the lobby. Liang Chihui, who was in the lead, was wearing black clothes and black pants. He was calm and composed, and had a cheerful look on his face.

He even nodded with interest and watched the police car drive away.

Liang Jishen witnessed this scene with a solemn expression.

Cheng Xun expected this. "The Second Young Master's abilities are gradually being exposed." He stepped on the accelerator. "You'd better contact Secretary Liang. The province has approved a city-wide investigation. I have Secretary Liang to thank for that."

Liang Jishen turned his phone around for a long time before he dialed Liang Jing's office number.

It rang twice before the other party answered, "Found out something."

The man put his fist to his lips, "No results."

Liang Jing was printing official documents for the city. The printer made a noise, the volume rising and falling. "We've been busy all day and mobilized a lot of people. Don't make rash assumptions about things you don't have confidence and evidence for." He rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Such a large-scale incident targeting Yunhai Tower, the second brother knows it. I don't go back to the old house often, and you and your son will see the second wife frequently, so there's no need to be so awkward."

Liang Jishen's face was cold, "I understand."

At the same time, Zhao Kai's phone call came in. He terminated the call with Liang Jing and reconnected.

"Your second brother is quite creepy," Zhao Kai said straight to the point. "He's very polite, but he's very tight-lipped and ruthless. Ni Hong, who's by his side, is just like him."

The coldness in Liang Jishen's eyes deepened.

Zhao Kai felt dizzy and his legs were sore, so he lay down in the back seat to rest. "I'm leaving, where are you?"

The man hung up in silence.

The destination of this trip is Liyuan in Hebei District.

This is the only private opera house in the north, with a nine-digit investment. Tickets are sold for performances every Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and it is closed on the other four days. They perform the sentimental Huangmei Opera and Yue Opera, and the actors are beautiful with their milky white faces. Some wives of officials and rich ladies like to stay here. They are tired of playing cards and doing beauty treatments every day, so they come here to drink tea, listen to operas, take photos of themselves, and post them on their Moments, looking elegant and generous.

The car parked at the gate. Hu Nongnong held Zhou Kun's arm and waited on the steps, "Third Uncle, Third Aunt."

He Sang opened his eyes wide, "You're calling me too old!"

"Ji Shen is of a higher generation, so you've also taken on a higher generation," Zhou Kun joked. "Uncle San, since you took over as the head of Zhonghai Group, you've become so arrogant. I've asked you out ten times before you've even agreed to meet me once."

"You're not as free as me." Liang Jishen walked in. "I work during the day and work overtime at night... Why did you call me?"

Zhou Kun was a playful and hippie, "Third Uncle, I'll call you like Nongnong."

The man ignored her and walked through a long wooden corridor. "Are you going to take up your post at the Cultural Bureau?"

"I'm currently the executive vice president of the Media College. I need to gain some experience first." He turned his head and said, "Aunt, when your younger brothers and sisters apply to art schools, please ask your eldest nephew."