Chapter 209 Heartache
"Gu Dahu." Liang Jishen leaned back, his sturdy body sinking into the sofa, a murderous and frantic look on his face. "Ever since I quit that business, I haven't looked for you, have I?"
"You are looking for me to give me face. I wish you would look for me." Gu Dahu poured a glass of wine and toasted him with both hands.
He dodged the question, his aura overwhelming and intimidating.
"I heard you were trying to find out about Feng Zhikui's background at the beginning of the year," Gu Dahu said, sucking his teeth. "Leopard from Hexi District has a close relationship with Feng Zhikui. Feng Zhikui asked him for help, and he helped him. But then a group of people went to his chess and card hall to pick a fight, smashed it to pieces, pointed at his nose and warned him. If they interfere again, they'll beat him up again. Leopard ordered his subordinates to investigate who was attacking his territory. After three months of investigation, they found nothing. There's such a powerful force in Hebei Province, and it's so well hidden. Leopard and I share the power equally. He suffered a loss, so how can I take advantage of him?"
Liang Jishen's face was grim. "Who are those people? Isn't there any news about them?"
"I think they were thugs from places like nightclubs. They were very efficient. They first smashed the security cameras in the lobby, then forced the bouncers and waiters in the chess and card room to squat in the corner with their heads in their hands. They didn't take a single photo of the scene, and no one was hurt. They just taught Leopard a lesson and kicked him pretty hard."
Liang Jishen opened the photo album on his phone and played the video. "Does anyone look familiar?"
Gu Dahu carefully identified it and pressed pause, "Him."
"Are you sure?"
"Confirmed. Among the group of tall guys, he's the only short one with muscular build. He's the fiercest fighter."
Liang Jishen shook out a cigarette, held it between his lips, and threw the cigarette box onto the table.
This video was recorded by Zhao Kai in Yunhai Building in February.
The short guy is Liang Chihui's man.
He was from the provincial weightlifting team, about 1.67 meters tall, with a muscular body. His wife had cancer, and he was taking care of her, neglecting his child. He got lost at the breakfast stall in front of the hospital. When his wife's condition worsened, he retired and searched everywhere for his son. One of his teammates was a rich second-generation man who was a VIP customer of Yunhailou. It happened that Liang Chihui was hiring a bodyguard at that time, and the rich second-generation man introduced him to him.
Liang Chihui had a wide network of contacts, with friends from all walks of life all over the world. He could summon hundreds of people, many of whom were gang members. Even the bad guys were afraid of such people. The next day, a friend intercepted a trafficker at the market in Lijiawo. There were four or five children in the car, who had been given sleeping pills and were unconscious. If they were a little later, once they were sent out of the province, they would never come back.
The short man kowtowed to his elder brother. Liang Chihui was very good at playing the human nature card. His close bodyguards, driver, including Ni Hong, were convinced by him and most of them had received his favors.
Liang Jishen took off the unlit cigarette from the corner of his mouth and broke it in his hand. "Is your business doing well recently?"
Gu Dahu smiled and said, "Thanks to you, I can barely make a living."
"We're going to crack down on pornography."
"I promise to live up to your and Director Zhao's teachings and not make money by doing something against my conscience!"
Liang Jishen straightened his back, shook his neck, and said with an expression that was unclear, "Really?"
Gu Dahu froze, "Yes... yes."
The man's tone became more serious. "Really?"
Gu Dahu was scared, "Sexy lingerie catwalk is not too much..."
Liang Jishen filtered out a piece of tobacco with his tongue and spat it into the ashtray. He said in a deep and intimidating voice, "What do you think?"
"Please let me go!" Gu Dahu begged for mercy.
The man's eyelids were closed, his body broad under the neon lights, his aura fierce yet relaxed. "It's a fine, it's a suspension, the key lies in your attitude."
Gu Dahu said, "There were a total of 42 migrant workers working on the city wall project. After the accident, there were only 40 left. Two are missing. Their names are Tong Da and Tong Er, brothers."
He Sang's grip tightened.
Liang Jishen gently stroked her back to soothe her emotions, "Where are you from?"
"In Tongjia Village, Changling County, Hebei Province, there are two brothers who are so poor that they have nothing at home. The eldest brother, Tong Da, has just saved enough money to get married at the age of 40, while the second brother is still unmarried. I know Tong Er because he is a bachelor. Every month after receiving his salary, he comes to the foot massage shop here..." He didn't continue.
The man glanced at him and asked, "Do you run a foot massage parlor?"
"Liang Jian, I'm impressed by you." Gu Dahu said helplessly, "You're really good at tricking people."
He Sang's nails unconsciously dug into the back of Liang Jishen's hand, leaving a trace of red marks. "Are they suspects? Will the evidence be destroyed?"
"Not all of it will be destroyed. At least half will be left." Gu Dahu was quite knowledgeable. "Guanghe Group has a strong background, and the situation is very murky. Your father was at least a small leader in the department. It would have been easy for him to seek justice, right? But there was still no response. Guanghe Group definitely has a protective umbrella, and this umbrella is very powerful."
He Sang understood that Guanghe Group retained evidence in order to contain this protective umbrella.
If the investigation leads to the person behind the cover, they won't dare betray him if there's even a glimmer of hope, lest they fall prey to the trap. If they only care about themselves and not Guanghe Group, the real boss behind the scenes will reveal the evidence and they'll be forced to intervene. With the evidence, they can't capsize. Without it, Guanghe Group will collapse completely.
"Changling County, Tongjia Village, right?" Liang Jishen picked up his coat and left with He Sang.
As soon as she got in the car, she was exhausted and fell on the man's legs, her black hair cascading down and falling on his leather shoes.
He moved his feet and reached out his hand, his long hair curling around his wrists, tickling his pulse.
"Want to go shopping with you? There's a gold shop downtown."
He Sang shook his head.
Liang Jishen always had no idea what to do with her. He believed that women spend money to buy happiness, and the more they spend, the happier they are, but this trick didn't work on her.
Her happiness cannot be measured by money.
Perhaps because of this, He Sang's every smile, frown, cry and noise are particularly real and precious in his eyes.
"Your father-in-law is a good man." Her eyes were filled with clear water and were full of intelligence. "He is good to his wife and daughter, and also to his colleagues. He has never made a big mistake in his life."
Liang Jishen stroked her hair, tucked it behind her ear, and teased her, "How is your father-in-law?"
She pouted in disgust.
"Not good?" The man couldn't help laughing.
He Sang threw back the question, "Do you think it's okay?"
Liang Jishen hugged her and said, "It's nothing."
"Husbands sing and wives follow. I listen to you."
cunning.
He Sang lay on his shoulder, breathing softly and heavily, brushing against his Adam's apple, his most sensitive part.
A warm current flowed through Liang Jishen's waist, and a tingling sensation spread.
Although he has never slept with other women, he has seen pigs run. Zhou Kun is a real sea king, unlike Liang Chihui, who has the reputation of being a playboy but actually does nothing.
Zhou Kun has countless girlfriends, some thin and some plump, each with their own merits. His assessment is just that: too much love isn't exciting; on the contrary, physical satisfaction comes at the cost of spiritual emptiness. Love between men and women is most pleasurable when it has an emotional foundation; without that foundation, the comfort doesn't reach the soul.
Liang Jishen doesn't have the energy to get tired of the old and fall in love with the new. Compared to getting used to a new love, he prefers his old love. He Sang is a perfect match for him. This relationship is pure, sincere and beautiful. If one party is dishonest, even if the ending is a reconciliation, it will be distorted.
As a mature man with experience, if you can't resist the superficial temptations of the world, how can you talk about deep success?
Liang Jishen felt that there would never be another woman who could arouse his love and passion like He Sang.
Her soft hair was tangled in his, and the body that leaned against him was also fragrant and soft, without any flaws, which made him feel very soft-hearted. "How about me?"
"good."
He smiled broadly, "Is there anyone better than me?"
“Not at this time.”
Liang Jishen nudged her with his chest and asked, "Will there be a future?"
She answered seriously, "How can I know what will happen in the future?"
The man was furious. "Did you do this on purpose?"
He Sang buried his head in the crook of his neck, trying to suppress his laughter. The next second, his collar felt a little wet.
Liang Jishen felt a pang of pain in his heart, and he hugged her tightly, his arms almost digging into her clothes.
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