Chapter 207 Destruction
Liang Chihui came out of the old house and drove to Yunhai Tower.
On the way, he informed Ni Hong, and as soon as he entered the club, he went straight to the finance office on the top floor.
In the afternoon, Ni Hong drank three bottles of wine with a French supplier and was drunk unconscious. However, she had a good alcohol tolerance and took a nap, recovering in the evening.
The security manager supported her as he waited for Liang Chihui in the corridor. The smell of alcohol hit him, and he couldn't help but frown, "Have you been drinking?"
"I drank it." Ni Hong was 1.75 meters tall in high heels. She looked tall, and she didn't look petite in front of Liang Chihui. "Chihui, do you like petite and exquisite things?"
The man looked at her.
"The girls who perform in dramas are at most 1.65 meters tall, right?" Ni Hong broke free from the manager's arms and grabbed Liang Chihui's sleeve. "When you get in bed... some positions won't work. Your head and butt can't be aligned!"
He shook Ni Hong off and asked, "What are you doing drunkenly?"
The manager explained, "Mr. Ni wasn't fully sober yet. The French guy forced him to drink heavily."
Liang Chihui was good-tempered, and Ni Hong was a capable subordinate, so he didn't care. If it were Liang Jishen, who had a bad temper, he would probably kick her to the ground if she made fun of He Sang's sex life in public.
"How much did you drink?"
The manager witnessed the whole thing and was still horrified. "Mr. Ni drank two bottles, and the Frenchman drank one. It wasn't in vain. We negotiated a deal for cigarettes and alcohol. The other party agreed to sell at the factory price. Based on the purchase volume of 10,000 cigarettes and 1,000 boxes of foreign liquor, we saved over 6 million yuan."
Liang Chihui raised an eyebrow, "Two bottles of white wine?"
"Remy Martin."
The man ordered, "Go down." He glanced at Ni Hong and said, "Come in."
The finance office had no windows and no ventilation, and there was a smell of spices that masked the smell of ink from the banknotes.
Yunhai Building does not allow signing orders on credit or paying by credit card. All settlements are in cash. The finance office was filled with money for three days, and Ni Hong personally drove a jeep to deposit the money into the trust.
To put it bluntly, Yunhai Tower cannot do without her.
Liang Chihui pulled up his collar, revealing the muscles around his waist and hips bulging, with a bohemian demeanor. He dragged out a chair, sat down, and examined her.
"It's no fun to pretend anymore."
Ni Hong broke into laughter. "You have a very sharp eye." She walked over. "Your heart is too cold."
She leaned forward, revealing a deep ravine on her chest. Liang Chihui was very composed and did not glance down at all.
"You're not romantic at all."
"Divide them." The room was hot, he was sweating, and the fragrance of the shower gel on his body became more intense. "I like her, sleep with her to death."
Ni Hong chuckled, "How many years have you been abstinent?"
Liang Chihui felt for the cigarette case but couldn't find it, so he dropped it in the car. "It's been too long, I don't have a clear impression of it."
Ni Hong bit a cigarette, lit it, and put it to his mouth.
Cigarette butts are enchanting lipstick marks.
The man didn't touch her, half annoyed and half smiling, "You trying this again?"
She is always like this. Even if he ignores her once, she never gets tired of it.
Ni Hong was not in a hurry. Knowing that he didn't smoke, she smoked herself.
Only when Liang Chihui needed her the most could she openly approach him and tease him, at least he would not be overly indifferent.
She often wondered what it would be like for Liang Chihui to take off this outfit, go crazy in bed, and be obsessed with women.
The holy ones are mired in the mire, and the polite ones are hysterical.
So tempting.
Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.
"Are you feeling down today?"
He said indifferently, "Yeah."
"I've been drinking, and I won't be able to take you home for a while."
"Live in the study."
Ni Hong understood completely.
I fell down at the girl's place.
She threw out her lighter and cigarette case. "Are you giving up now? Liang Jishen's charm is no less than yours. Everyone has their own preferences. Some like your style, while others like his."
The man raised his head and exhaled a long puff of smoke.
"That girl is honest and has a clear mind. Besides, Liang Jishen is the most pampered and beloved woman in his hands. Which woman wouldn't be completely devoted to him?"
Liang Chihui took another big puff of mist, "Can you?"
Ni Hong folded her arms and leaned against the door. "I'm not into Liang Jishen's type. If it were you, I would be completely devoted to you."
He stared at the flame of the cigarette, which seemed to be brewing a heavy, sultry rain.
"She's investigating me. I'm curious how she did it to me." Liang Chihui, cigarette in hand, his clothes askew, his eyes narrowed in a casual manner, "Where's the thing?"
"All the account books of Guanghe Group and Yunhailou are in the countryside."
"Is it safe?"
Ni Hong was confident, "I bought that residential land ten years ago and contracted it to the village to build a radio station. Even if the sky fell, the police would not guess it was buried where the villagers came and went."
"Well done." Liang Chihui crushed the remaining half of the cigarette. The scattered tobacco, mixed with sparks, danced on the cold tiles. "Other things."
"In the secret room."
"Did anyone notice?"
"It's possible that Feng Zhikui discovered it." Ni Hong hesitated. "He's your confidant. He used the excuse of sightseeing to wander around and rummage around. I didn't dare stop him."
"He's been in the finance office."
"I've been here three times."
Liang Chihui kicked off the cigarette ashes under his feet and walked towards the desk facing south.
The antique shelf behind the table displays more than fifty kinds of porcelain, white jade sculptures and gold ornaments. Among them is a round plate carved from Hetian jade. It has simple craftsmanship and is small in size, making it the most inconspicuous.
He pressed the edge of the jade plate, turned it to the left for three turns, then turned it to the right for one and a half turns, and gently pulled it up. The base of the jade plate was a square piece of nanmu. He pulled out a spring, and Ni Hong took off the necklace. The pendant was a very small key.
Liang Chihui took the key and inserted it into the keyhole of the nanmu block. After unlocking it, the secret was revealed: the nanmu block was hollow and a button was hidden inside.
Pressing down, the antique shelf slowly spun open. The bottom of the shelf was coated with a layer of smooth lacquer glaze, and it made no sound when rubbing against the ground.
A wall came into view, and when I pushed it, I found that it was clearly a wall, but it was actually a secret door.
Liang Chihui went straight in and Ni Hong stayed outside.
Although she was in control of many secrets, it was his rule that no one except him was allowed to enter the dark room.
Ten minutes later, Liang Chihui walked out of the secret room.
He was carrying a moisture-proof iron box with a rusty copper lock, indicating its age.
He picked up the axe and chopped it with brute force, sending up dust. Ni Hong brushed away the dust and took a closer look.
Inside the box was a stack of remittance slips, a note with an address, and a videotape.
"Is it related to the city wall?"
Liang Chihui sat down in silence.
After a long while, he picked up the lighter and burned the note.
As the fire spread, he memorized the string of words.
Changling County, Tongjia Village, Row 3, Gate 4.
Ni Hong asked, "Will the videotape burn?"
Liang Chihui didn't answer her, but he had already taken action, destroying the remittance slip and videotape one by one.
After Huang Biao was arrested, he, as his direct superior, also cooperated with the investigation in the finance office of Yunhai Building.
It was Zhao Kai’s request.
Drawers, bookcases, floor tiles, ceilings, lamps and vases were all pried open and dug out.
In the end, nothing was gained.
Zhao Kai gave up.
"The Municipal Bureau will send someone again within a week," Liang Chihui said confidently. "Pick out the most valuable cigarettes and alcohol stored in the warehouse and move them to the secret room. If they need to search, just open the door and let them search. Be more open and aboveboard."
Ni Hong smiled, "I understand."
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