Yanjing (Beijing).
Old Lin's residence.
The room was lit with yellow light. Old Lin had always had the habit of reading the newspaper before going to bed, but as he got older, the doctor advised him to read less newspaper at night, fearing it would affect his sleep and eyesight.
But habits are hard to break easily. During the day, with a secretary around, he could have her read the newspaper to him, but at night, he couldn't very well bother her with those tasks again, could he?
Therefore, most of the time, Mr. Lin would read newspapers or books alone for half an hour in the evening.
Today is no exception.
But before Old Lin had even finished reading the newspaper, Secretary Wang walked in.
"Old Lin!"
"What's up?"
Secretary Wang nodded and quickly said, "You instructed that you be notified as soon as there is any news from Chen Dong."
"I know, tell me, what earth-shattering thing has that brat done this time?"
Old Lin put down the newspaper and grinned. The image of Chen Dong even involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"Mr. Lin, it's not about Chen Dong himself, it's about his Longteng Group."
"Hmm?" Old Lin looked at Secretary Wang with surprise, and immediately had a guess in his mind. It was probably because something had happened to Chen Donglongteng Group, otherwise Secretary Wang would not dare to disturb him at this time.
Tell me about it.
Secretary Wang nodded upon hearing this and said, "That's right. We received news today that several branches of Longteng Group have been penalized by relevant departments such as fire protection and taxation."
"In addition, the heads of these branch offices filed a formal complaint against Longteng Group, alleging that Longteng Group forced them to evade taxes and that there were a series of problems with the quality of their projects."
"Is that really true?" Old Master Lin's imposing aura sent a chill down Secretary Wang's spine, and he quickly replied, "According to the information we received, that is indeed the case."
"I'm asking for the truth."
"Well, it's hard to say for now, but based on what I know of Chen, he's not short of money, so there's no reason for him to cause any trouble."
These words served as a reminder to Old Lin.
Putting aside the distant past, Chen Dong has been involved in many beneficial projects for the country and its people in recent years, and he's certainly not short of money. According to his understanding, Chen Dong has at least several hundred billion US dollars in his accounts. He really has no motive to do anything that would damage his character.
In fact, all of Chen Dong's domestic industries combined would not exceed 5 billion RMB. That's RMB. If converted to USD, at the current exchange rate of 1 USD to 8.6 RMB, it would be 600 million USD.
Domestically, tax evasion and shoddy workmanship would only save a pittance... Besides, Chen Dong is a Hong Kong resident, operating under the guise of foreign investment. Foreign investment in China has enjoyed a three-year tax exemption and two-year tax reduction policy in recent years; the three-year period hasn't even expired yet, so what tax issue could there be?
Isn't this utter nonsense?
Old Lin stared at Secretary Wang for a long while, then said, "You've told me all this, so you must have found out something, right?"
"Mr. Lin, as expected, nothing can be kept from you." Secretary Wang gave a wry smile and continued, "This matter itself is somewhat strange. After I learned of it, I specifically had someone investigate. Mr. Xu's son, Xu Fei, is also somewhat involved in this matter."
"Hmph! Like father, like son; neither of them are good people."
Hearing this, Secretary Wang felt uneasy.
Only you dare to say such a thing; if it were him, he wouldn't dare to reach out and pluck the tiger's whiskers.
"I understand. Is there anything else?"
"Also, Ah Hu, the person in charge of the Longteng Hotel, was found dead in the northern suburbs today, and so far no strong evidence has been found. However, considering these few things, I'm afraid there might be a connection."
Upon hearing this, Old Lin's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"You mean, someone even died?"
There is no evidence yet...
"Does young Chen know about this?" Old Lin asked, getting straight to the point.
It's worth noting that not long ago, there was a scene involving a mercenary rescue after Vivian Chow was kidnapped.
This time, it's clear someone is trying to smear him, and someone even died. Heaven knows what crazy things Chen Dong will do if he finds out.
This is a place in the country where firearms are strictly prohibited.
What's most worrying is that Chen Dong might feel that the domestic leadership is involved in this matter, and his mind will be completely elsewhere.
"We don't know yet."
Secretary Wang also considered a possibility and broke out in a cold sweat.
"That's good. Have someone pass on a message to him, making our position clear."
"Then, what about Young Master Xu..."
"Let him handle things himself once that's over there. That Chen kid is cunning and full of bad ideas; I think he doesn't want us getting involved at this time."
......
End of May.
As the weather gradually gets hotter, Thailand enters summer earlier than most countries.
Inside the Bank of Thailand's bot, a cool breeze was blowing, and several high-powered air conditioners were humming loudly.
"Can we confirm this?"
A dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man stood in front of a workbench, while a trader sat opposite him, typing rapidly on a keyboard.
The middle-aged man's hand rested on the phone, ready to answer at any moment.
"Can you confirm this?" the middle-aged man asked for the second time. After a long while, he still received no response. He seemed to lose patience and suddenly ripped off his tie, appearing extremely agitated.
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