Chapter 361 Did you break up?

Ni Hong closed her eyes again. "You say I'm guilty, so I'm guilty. Mr. Liang San has absolute power in Ji Province. How can I resist him?"

Zhao Kai pushed open the door, his blood boiling. "You don't know what's good for you, do you? I'm saving you, not harming you. You're shielding him, you're an accomplice. Will the law let you off?"

"What did I cover up for him?" Ni Hong laughed. "Yunhailou isn't involved in prostitution, gambling, or drugs, and underground money lenders have legal interest rates. The Liang Group's poor management and excessive investments have led to a breakdown in its capital chain. Is that illegal?"

Zhao Kai gnashed his teeth and said, "You're stupid to spend the rest of your life on a man who's not worthy of you!"

"Director Zhao," Ni Hong corrected sternly, "I'm not a suspect. I'm just cooperating with your work. Please show some respect."

Zhao Kai couldn't stand women who were drugged by men. He leaned against the wall, fiddling with his lighter repeatedly to vent his anger.

Liang Jishen held an unlit cigarette in his palm, sniffing it from time to time. "Ni Hong, I'm not as proficient in finance as Liang Chihui, but since I manage the Zhonghai Group, I understand the ins and outs of it. Whether the capital chain is broken due to investment or transfer issues, I can see it."

Ni Hong stared at him coldly.

Liang Jishen's eyes were even colder than hers. "Your confession is a meritorious service. I will continue to investigate. If the investigation leads to you, no one will be able to protect you."

"Go ahead and investigate," Ni Hong said with a desperate expression. "I know Liang Chihui's business dealings very well. He's an honest businessman. The second and third branches are fighting each other to the death. You'll never lack excuses to accuse him of anything."

"Ni Hong!" Zhao Kai glared. "Don't play dumb about Inspector Liang's reputation. He's never used his power to seek personal revenge. Don't slander him!"

Ni Hong sat up suddenly. "You have no physical evidence, no witnesses, and you're throwing a basin of dirty water on Liang Chihui. Aren't you slandering her?"

"Is it true that Yao Wenji contracted a cosmetics processing factory in Southeast Asia?" Zhao Kai was impatient, while Liang Ji was calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient. "My last name is Liang. This is a private transaction between the second branch of the Liang family. I didn't slander her, did I?"

Ni Hong choked, "Mrs. Yao contracted the factory."

“What brand?”

"Whichever skincare and beauty brands sell well will be produced on the assembly line."

Liang Jishen laughed, "It's a labeled imitation, right?"

Ni Hong was equally unhurried. "Are the factories in Southeast Asia also under the management of Inspector Liang?"

"It's none of my business." Liang Jishen crossed one leg, lazily hooking the toe of his shoe. "Yao Wenji opened a factory overseas. Does Liang Chihui know about it?"

"I don't know."

He threw out a factory record and said, "Take a look at this."

Ni Hong's heart skipped a beat.

It was the shipment report from Yao Wenjie’s factories in Chiang Rai and Songkhla Provinces, showing a total of 30,000 boxes sold and sent to the black markets in various countries.

She was not involved in the second wife's business and could not tell the authenticity of the factory records, but she did have a cargo pass from Chiang Rai Province.

"So what?" Ni Hong said nonchalantly, "What does the cargo in Thailand have to do with you?"

Liang Jishen tore open the cigarette paper and fiddled with the tobacco strands one by one. "Yao Wenji opened accounts in Thailand and Myanmar. The factory's profits were directly deposited into the local accounts, while the investment capital was transferred from underground banks. In February of this year, Yao Wenji invested 90 million to establish a production base in Songkhla Province. I remember she claimed to be receiving medical treatment in the hospital."

Ni Hong sneered, "The money in the bank belongs to Liang Chihui, not the group. He has the ability to make money, is the Third Young Master jealous?"

"Even if he earned it, how did he do it? The bank has 2.2 billion in cash, and the Liang Group is worth 100 billion. There's no way my father could come up with 2.2 billion in cash in the short term." Liang Jishen said word by word. "Businessmen transferring huge amounts of wealth and setting up private factories are suspected of money laundering and supporting foreign forces. Do you understand?"

"Mrs. Yao is just a woman. What influence does she have outside the country? Liang Chihui doesn't even have property in Thailand. Where does his influence come from?"

Liang Jishen stood up from his chair, propped himself up on the foot of the bed with both hands, leaned over, and stared at Ni Hong. "Yao Wenji owns four factories and two production lines in Southeast Asia. She's a woman, so without Liang Chihui's name and connections to pave the way for her, she naturally can't get ahead. Doesn't Boss Liang have influence in Thailand?"

Ni Hong stared at him blankly.

"There's a kind of identity called a hook. I have a criminal record, but now I'm doing well, gathering information for the police." He bent his waist as low as possible, and with great oppression, he enveloped her head and face. "I have a hook in Hebei Province. I was undercover in Thailand for six years and also developed a hook."

Ni Hong's face was like a piece of land, changing from white to blue, collapsing and cracking.

After a long moment, she spoke hoarsely, "Although I've been with Liang Chihui for ten years, he's still wary of me. There are many things I really don't know."

"You know what."

Ni Hong covered her face and took a deep breath, "I need some time."

"A few days."

Her voice was muffled, "Can I finish the surgery?"

"Okay." Liang Jishen stood up straight. "A doctor from the General Hospital will perform surgery on you tomorrow morning. We'll talk after you wake up from anesthesia."

He walked out of the ward, and Zhao Kai also walked out, patting him on the back. "You're good. Have you figured out the details of Thailand?"

"I haven't figured it out yet."

"That's enough detail. Ni Hong is so cunning. She's so stubborn that she's fooled by you."

Liang Jishen walked to the non-smoking area at the foot of the stairs and squatted down to smoke. "Are there any female police officers in the Nanjiao Suburb Police Station?"

Zhao Kai nodded, "Not many, three or four."

"Send two people over to take charge to prevent any problems." He took a deep breath and exhaled. "Ni Hong is in our hands. Liang Chihui must have heard about it."

Zhao Kai went to the police car opposite the hospital to explain to Shen Changchun. Liang Jishen finished his cigarette, lit up the second one, tilted his head back, and rested his head on the cold door panel.

......

Liang Chihui went out at eight o'clock in the evening.

The nanny asked where he was going, but he didn't respond.

He Sang finished her shower and the Bentley in the courtyard started up. She opened the window and the car drove away.

"Sister Su, has the gentleman eaten yet?"

"You didn't eat a single bite of the food that was sent to the study," the nanny said worriedly. "Did you have a fight with your husband?"

He Sang pursed his lips and said, "No quarrel."

"The pastries were all over the floor, and I cleaned them up," the nanny said, exposing her. "My husband is rich, but money doesn't come easily. Raising a family is hard work. He's the CEO of a large company, and he's busy all day. You have such a comfortable and respectable life, earned by my husband. If he's tired, annoyed, or stressed out sometimes, you should be considerate."

He Sang smiled and said, "Ah, I'm sorry to have worried you."

The nanny liked He Sang. He wasn't a hostess and was easy to get along with. "My former employer was in Jiangnan District. The wife was a housewife, and the husband was a lawyer, constantly busy with lawsuits. The wife had over 200,000 yuan in pocket money each month and played around all day. When the husband came home, it was cold and lonely. There wasn't a caring and thoughtful person to ask about his well-being. After three years of marriage, the husband filed for divorce."

"Divorced?"

"Divorced." The nanny lamented, took off her apron and went downstairs, muttering to herself, "When a man asks for a divorce, there's no room for redemption."

He Sang stood there for a while and then went back to the house.

It was almost ten o'clock when the nanny took her cell phone into the master bedroom. "It's your colleague's call."

She was stunned, "You turned on the phone?"

"It was opened by the gentleman."

He Sang put down the bottle of facial cream and turned on the hands-free mode, while the nanny listened in.

The girl acting as a stand-in on the other end of the line asked, "Sister Sang, have you broken up with the Second Young Master?"

She realized there was something going on and answered solemnly, "We didn't break up."

"The Second Young Master was in private room 301 of the Lijiang Club, drinking with seven or eight women. One young girl with a ponytail was deliberately flirting with him, but his behavior wasn't too excessive."

He Sang immediately thought of He Yan, who tied a tie for Liang Chihui and prepared a charity lunch.

Good scheming.

He openly engaged in an affair with a group of female colleagues, using the pretense of a "secret romance between superiors and subordinates." Once rumors spread, even the false became true.

If Liang Chihui goes with the flow, He Yan will succeed in getting promoted. If he gets angry, after all, the news will only spread within a small circle of Liang Group and will not have much impact. Liang Chihui went there voluntarily and cannot blame He Yan. He can compensate her with a huge sum of money to help him clear the matter, or send her to other departments and arrange a popular position for her, so that she will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.