But some things cannot be wiped out with just an apology or a bow of the head.

Perhaps Qin Zhiheng and Zheng Minglang did not have such a deep friendship.

But since Peng Zhendong took the initiative to propose it, he must seek justice for the Zheng family.

Peng Zhendong also knew that Qin Zhiheng's real intention was not to drink.

He said with a hint of meaning, "Before your family was sent down to the countryside, life must have been tough."

"Actually, if you think about it, the life we ​​lived in those early years was truly not a life for human beings."

Qin Zhiheng just listened to him talking.

This is discussing his achievements and qualifications with him.

All the past events are laid out one by one.

Peng Zhendong made an indelible contribution.

"If Commander Peng wants to hear about your achievements and want me to sing your praises, I'm afraid I don't have the time."

Qin Zhiheng not only interrupted Peng Zhendong, but also rejected his intention.

It is impossible to make up for your mistakes with hard work.

Peng Zhendong was speechless.

Even though Qin Zhiheng is a junior, he has already lost his power at this time.

Fang Cao was discussing it with him openly, but he might have already made plans behind the scenes.

The group of people he had recruited were all arrested and imprisoned, and now only he was left, his body shaky and in danger of collapse.

Peng Zhendong hesitated to speak, perhaps remembering something. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Qin Zhiheng say slowly:

"My father used to speak of you often."

"A victorious general is courageous and decisive."

"Everything nice is used to praise you, and the most common compliment is that you have character."

Character.

With just two short words, Peng Zhendong swallowed back the rest of his words.

When people get old, they may make mistakes, but they must not lose their dignity.

Since he has already taken the wrong path, he must not fall to the point of begging for mercy.

"You've met Peng Bo, right? He and Xi Feng are childhood friends." Peng Zhendong took a sip from the wine glass beside him. "What does Deputy Minister Qin think of him?"

"Of course, like father, like son, but Master Peng and I don't have much work overlap, so we're not very familiar with each other."

Qin Zhiheng symbolically praised Bloomberg but didn't say much more.

The two knew very well that Peng Zhendong would never let his own son get involved in these matters.

Bloomberg can get away with it.

That’s enough.

"There's one more thing I think Mr. Peng should know."

Qin Zhiheng took out two letters of accusation from his arms and handed them to him respectfully.

In principle, the letter of accusation against The Paper should not be shown to Peng Zhendong.

But Qin Zhiheng had an intuition.

Peng Zhendong might know who it is.

Unexpectedly, Peng Zhendong read it from beginning to end and still had no clue.

"I have offended a lot of people before, and after coming to Beijing, I also have some enemies." Peng Zhendong waved his hand indifferently.

The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. His end is right in front of him and he is unwilling to pursue it any further.

Even if I want to, I don't have the power.

…

What Xi Feng didn't expect was that Bloomberg's recent moves were so big.

He muttered while he and Ying Kui were having dinner:

"Is Bloomberg crazy? Those people were about to be interviewed by the disciplinary inspection department, but he still went to visit them."

"I want to find a way to save the old man." Ying Kui saw through Peng Bo at a glance.

Before, I looked like a young and ignorant person who knew nothing.

He suddenly started moving, maybe the old man of the Peng family had revealed the secret.

If Bloomberg had nothing to do with this matter from the beginning to the end, no one would make things difficult for him as long as he kept silent.

After all, that group of veterans grew up watching Bloomberg.

But family ties are hard to explain.

Ying Kui felt a little unhappy while eating and simply put down his chopsticks. "After all, he is his biological father. I can't just stand by and watch him die."

Xi Feng smiled noncommittally.

But he didn't expect that while he was chatting with Ying Kui about Bloomberg, Bloomberg came to him in a hurry.

People really can't stand being nagged.

He originally wanted to say that he was not there, but Bloomberg came in on his own.

"Bloomberg, you are really something. I am working here." Xi Feng scolded him a few times, but still waved his hand to let his men go out and clear the office.

Now he is working very successfully in the Ministry of Public Security, and even his office is a single desk for one person.

Bloomberg didn't beat around the bush and directly pressed Xi Feng:

"How deeply involved is my father with The Paper Company? When are you planning to arrest him?"

"The Paper?! Just that 760 million?" Xi Feng feigned ignorance. "Why are you asking me? Isn't that the Discipline Inspection Commission's business?"

Bloomberg raised his eyelids and looked at him.

The Discipline Inspection Commission is sitting in the building, so when it comes to taking action, they always need the cooperation of the public security.

He and Xi Feng have been working together on the same project for many years.

Although Bloomberg knew that Xi Feng was unwilling to say more, he still had to get to the bottom of it.

"What's the worst that could happen?"

Seeing Peng Bo's eagerness to get to the bottom of this matter, Xi Feng hesitated for a while before finally speaking:

"It depends on how deeply involved they are, if they are the direct planners."

"I guess I'll get shot."

There are many people involved behind The Paper, and bribery is certainly a possibility.

In addition, Qin Zhiheng has already started to extradite King back to China.

At that time, illegal imprisonment, trafficking of cultural relics and other things will definitely be included.

Bloomberg's heart skipped a beat.

He felt something was wrong when he returned that day, and he became even more flustered when he saw the things Peng Zhendong handed him afterwards.

That was a letter of complaint.

The purpose is to let Bloomberg report Peng Zhendong himself, so that he can completely remove himself from the matter.

Seeing that Peng Bo looked uncomfortable, Xi Feng kindly poured him a cup of hot water.

"Old Master, you're already worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Why are you doing these things?"

If there is a chance, Bloomberg would also like to ask.

But in the end, it all comes down to greed.

Bloomberg was in a daze and didn't bother to talk to Xi Fengduo. He turned around and left.

He hurried to the tax bureau again, intending to inquire about his brother-in-law's affairs, but he received a notice before he even arrived.

Pang Meiting was taken away.

Peng Bo hit the nail on the head. Pang Dongliang, who was imprisoned, realized that something was wrong and told everything, including how Pang Meiting helped him operate and how many people he met...

I vomited everything inside and out.

It's really like when it rains it pours!

…

The Paper Company.

Ever since Dai Youcai's drastic investigation, the entire company has been filled with a sense of depression.

The supervisors and the tax bureau people haven't left yet and have occupied two large offices and are still in the process of clearing out the mess.

The original financial director Gao Lan has been taken into custody, and other small employees have also been locked up in the company due to some relationships, with food and drink delivered by special people.

Everyone was whispering in panic.

Only Peng Nuan sat at his workstation, his face calm.

She knew that this day would come sooner or later.

"Peng Nuan, I heard that you were personally selected by the senior supervisor. Will they arrest you and question you when the time comes?"