Chapter 344 Urgent
He Sang picked up the peeled shrimp, chewed it slowly, and stopped talking.
Fang Jingru and his wife arrived at 7:10, later than Liang Chihui.
Fang Anyi recently had several meals with the son of the Zheng family to cultivate their relationship. The son of Zheng's father worked in the Traffic Management Bureau and his mother worked in the Education Bureau. He was the son of a scholar and an official. He himself was mediocre in qualifications and had no merits or faults. Fang Jingru could not say that he was satisfied with him, nor was he dissatisfied with him.
The young masters of the Liang and Ye families are certainly a perfect match, but it is something that can only be encountered by chance.
Hanging yourself on a tree and wasting your whole life is not a good idea.
Fang Anyi walked into the banquet hall arm in arm with Mrs. Fang and spotted Liang Chihui at a glance.
He was dressed simply and low-key, yet he was indescribably dazzling.
Gentle, elegant and graceful.
His posture was neither upright nor casual, he sat casually, holding the wine glass with his right hand and his left arm on the back of He Sang's chair. He was gentlemanly and distant to outsiders, and knew when to move forward and backward. To his woman, he was intimate and gentle, and domineering and caring.
Fang Anyi felt a pang of sadness. She hadn't seen Liang Chihui for over a month. The affection that had been dormant in her heart surged back, even more intensely than before. "Mom, can we go to table number 3?"
"Table 3..." Mrs. Fang flipped open the invitation, "but your father's table is table 4."
She was disappointed. "I like to sit by the window. The smell of alcohol is too strong... Mom, I want to sit by the window for some fresh air."
Mrs. Fang loves her daughter so much that she took the initiative to ask Zhongyuan's management to change seats. Fang Jingru is quite a prominent figure in Hebei Province's political circles. As the CEO of the "Sanzhong Group", he has one foot in politics and the other in the business world. He has many connections with the Fang family and will definitely not offend them.
The guest at table 3 happened to be the executive vice president of Zhongyuan Group. It was easy to transfer the company's executives and the arrangement was made quickly.
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At the same time, Liang Jishen drove Tong Da to the gate of Nanhuang Temple. There was a mobile phone tied to the stone lion sculptures on both sides. There was only one number entered in the address book, which was a number from another province.
Tong Da dialed the number, and a man on the phone instructed, "Go up the mountain."
"I was at the temple, why did you go up the mountain again?"
"Stop talking nonsense." The other party said impatiently, "There is an earthen dam to the north. Go up the mountain from the earthen dam."
Without waiting for Tong Da to ask in detail, the phone was hung up.
"You're just taking advantage of your boss." Tong was furious and got back on the tricycle. "Master, I'll go up the mountain and pay you more."
Liang Jishen started the attack and headed straight for the earth dam.
The northern end of the mountain is a watermelon field owned by a watermelon farmer. A well has been dug and a thatched hut has been built there.
In the center of the straw hut, six bodyguards were guarding Ni Hong. She was holding a telescope and observing the electric tricycle.
After a moment, she dropped the binoculars and put on her sunglasses. "Have you prepared your weapons?"
"Ready."
"There's something wrong with the driver," Ni Hong concluded. "He's dressed like a migrant worker, but his temperament doesn't."
"Is Tong Da afraid we might do something shady, so he hired bodyguards?"
"Maybe they're not bodyguards." She narrowed her eyes. "They're plainclothes police."
"Tong Da killed He Jinping. Is he going to jail for his own crime?"
Ni Hong's gaze tracked Liang Jishen without moving. "The people behind Guanghe Group are Liang Yanzhang and Liang Chihui. Liang Jishen has a clue now. He has influence in the province, and all departments will definitely cooperate with his investigation and give him the green light. Tong Da hasn't surrendered himself, so we can't rule out Liang Jishen using him to lure us."
The bodyguard held out a glimmer of hope, "Tong Er is stupid, but Tong Da is smart and capable."
"His brain is not enough to last a round in front of Liang Jishen." Ni Hong knew that Liang Chihui never worried about Liang Jing, but about Liang Jishen.
Liang Jing follows the rules and doesn't have any messy tricks, so he is easy to deal with.
Liang Jishen's behavior style is irregular. He appears mature and steady on the surface, but in fact he has a rebellious mindset and is rebellious.
He thought it was meaningful and would do it even if it meant disobeying orders.
Lao Zhang dismissed him more than once, undermined his power, and tried to temper him, but he didn't give in. Lao Zhang gave in and just let him do what he wanted.
Liang Chihui and he were in different public circles and were more cautious in private, so they had never had any formal dealings with each other, because they had just clashed in the He Jinping case last year.
He loses more than he wins.
But not long after his defeat, he found a way back and fought back.
Reconnaissance is not about luck, it is about real skills and vision.
He would turn the tables from time to time, and Liang Chihui had no idea how deep he was.
Liang Jishen stopped his electric tricycle at the entrance of the earthen dam. Tong Da jumped off and ran to the straw hut, complaining with a grin, "Boss Ni, why did you meet in this godforsaken place?"
The bodyguard searched me without saying anything and asked, "Where did you hire the tricycle?"
"East District, Old Shop Street."
Ni Hong glanced at Liang Jishen.
Most of the lower-level workers are thin and dark, with long nails and mud on the lines and crevices of their palms. This man has a strong and broad body, thick black hair, and short and neatly trimmed fingernails. Although his hands are rough, they are not rough from working, but the kind of roughness accumulated over time from training and holding weapons.
It symbolizes not hardships and sufferings, but experience and identity.
"How much is the fare?"
"Thirty-one dollars and fifty cents."
Ni Hong scoffed, "Forty kilometers, thirty yuan, electricity, wear and tear, labor, how much does he earn?"
Tong Da was stunned.
It is indeed a losing business.
"Who are you!" the bodyguard shouted. "Take off your hat!"
"He's got the potential to be a male model, but he carries himself like an official. In Ji Province, the only two people who have both good looks and status are the eldest and third sons of the Liang family."
Liang Jishen opened the car hood, took out a brand new towel, soaked it with mineral water, and cleaned his face and neck, revealing his complete and clear face.
Ni Hong said coldly, "It is indeed the Third Young Master Liang."
The six bodyguards' faces all changed, and they all stepped back. "Liang Jishen, the former head of the Municipal Procuratorate?"
"Liang Jian..." The bodyguard in charge trembled as he pulled out a dagger from his pocket and a special imitation gun from the shooting range. He clasped his hands and squatted in a row. "I surrender. We will not resist..."
This group of people were hired by Ni Hong on the black market. They were not as brave or skilled as the bodyguards of Yunhai Tower. Moreover, all the gangsters on the edge of "black or gray", no matter whether they were big or small, were afraid of Liang Jishen.
She teamed up with Duan Zhiguo to kidnap He Sang, knowing that she had angered Liang Chihui. She hid in the suburbs and blocked the contact information of all the employees of Yunhai Building, fearing that Liang Chihui would follow the clues and find out her whereabouts.
I hired them as a last resort, but I didn't expect them to be so cowardly.
"Waste!" Ni Hong kicked the bodyguard in the chest. "He has no weapon, why are you so scared?"
"Sister Hong, if we shoot him, wouldn't that be courting death..."
Liang Jishen looked at them and smiled, his smile growing deeper and deeper. He then looked at Ni Hong and got out of the car quickly.
"Stop." Ni Hong had seen a lot of storms and waves, so she was much calmer. "Third Master, this is a remote place with few people. Why are you pushing me so hard?"
Liang Jishen continued to move closer step by step.
"You should know my background."
"Understood." He lit a cigarette. Night was just beginning to fall, and a gust of wind blew across the wilderness, stirring up dust from west to east and making the cigarette flame flicker. "Women's fighting professional level."
Ni Hong also laughed, "Even your second brother doesn't know."
"Guess how I know that?" Liang Jishen opened his lips slightly, holding a cigarette.
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