Back to 1990

Returning to the room, Lu Feng took out some of the previous information and sorted out some suitable information and placed it on the head of the bed.

These data are sharper than the previous exposure, which involves some detailed data, including the production location of Vantone Industry last year, the number of employees, the leather bag company behind it, and the actual controller.

Lu Feng flipped through the information again, and silently recounted the impact of these things thrown out. He knew the impact of throwing these things out, and then he lay down to sleep.

Early the next morning, Lu Feng called the newspaper, informed them and went to the restaurant.

I came early today, and there were not many people. Several chefs stood there yawning. One of them leaned against the wall and winked at the waiter. He saw Lu Feng walking over and hurriedly stood up straight and said, "Dear distinguished guest, morning. Great."

Lu Feng has long been annoyed with this kind of cumbersome service. Not only are these employees annoying to say, he is also tired of listening, and he hums feebly, and says, "Help me cook a bowl of wonton!"

"Okay, what stuffing do you want?"

"Whatever!" Lu Feng waved his hand and took the plate to take the eggs and other things. He sat in his seat and yawned, waiting for the waiter to bring the wontons.

Zhang Fengxia walked in, and when she saw Lu Feng, she asked, "Why don't you call me when you eat?"

"You have to be called to eat? Don't you come by yourself when you are hungry?" Lu Feng saw the waiter come with wontons, and he sat up straight and prepared to eat.

"Give me this bowl!" Zhang Fengxia reached out and intercepted it, and sat opposite Lu Feng and said, "You can cook another bowl for him."

Lu Feng looked at her eagerly, the other party smiled, reached out and took the eggs and small pickles in front of Lu Feng, and smiled: "Thank you!"

"What makes you so shameless?" Lu Feng asked.

"I'm a female. I'm one year younger than you. It's okay to be your sister, right? Thank you, brother."

Lu Feng didn't say a word, stood up and took another copy, sat down to eat.

"Are you angry?" Zhang Fengxia looked at him carefully.

"It's not that I am such a big person, but I didn't wake up much, and I went back for a while and then squinted for a while." Lu Feng stuffed the remaining half of the egg in his mouth.

"Are you in business at home?"

"No, farming."

"Then have you been doing a small business, and rushing around in society after not going to school?"

"Can not remember."

"Have you experienced a lot of things, or have you seen a lot of big winds and waves..."

Lu Feng raised his head to look at her. Zhang Fengxia, who had always been arrogant and teasing the world, stayed by her side, how did she become a curious baby?

"What do you want to ask, just ask, don't go around."

"I just think you have a city government! Sometimes the things you experience are more useful than your academic qualifications."

"I have a city? Where do I learn the words, I am a very simple person, academic qualifications will always be useful, and everyone will have an experience. Not everyone has an academic qualification. Don't tell me that reading is useless." Lu Feng started the wonton. The bowl took a sip of the soup, and said: "You have been looking down on me, what's the matter?"

"No, how can I look down on you, I am a child with a temper, it's okay, let's eat, you contacted the newspaper?"

"It's ten o'clock in the morning!"

"I used to think you were a headless fly, bumping everywhere, running away alone, and then fighting with the snakes. There is still no rules. Now I think you have a chance to win."

"Did you call your grandfather? Or your uncle?"

"Why do you know everything?"

"With your education, it is impossible to guess these things."

Zhang Fengxia gave him a white look and bowed her head to eat.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng appeared in the meeting room in a formal suit. There were even more reporters here today, and there were even provincial TV stations, but he was rejected by Lu Feng.

After the last exposure, the sales of some newspapers have risen steadily, and their influence has increased. Although there are pressures, the overall situation is still very good, especially for reporters, they hope this is their profession. An intense and colorful career.

There were a lot of people sitting in the living room. Lu Feng took out the folder and said: "I have very important data to disclose, and there are some details about the actual controller of this Vantone Industry. Many of them are indirect holdings, even Agent mode........."

At noon, the reporters didn't have a meal, and hurriedly left after the interview after 12 o'clock. Lu Feng sat there in silence for a long time before he stood up and left.

He didn't know what position Zhang Fengxia's uncle was a big boss, but he could give the information to show that the other party also wanted to do these things. Judging from the completeness of the information, it would not be a day or two.

Lu Feng was just a gun for others.

"Why do I always be a gun for people?" Lu Feng muttered to himself, and he was happy.

The next day, the headlines of the major newspapers were all reports on investment promotion, and it was written that they continued to follow up the progress of Wantong Industrial. The content was very spicy. In order to attract attention, some newspapers deliberately misinterpreted some of the content. It hurts deeply some people's hearts in the dark.

The newspaper was spreading rapidly, and it was placed in front of countless people. Some people were so scared that they were almost gone when they saw the content, as if the thing in it was themselves, and they had already named them by name.

Some people started to think deeply after seeing the report. All parties rushed and the phone kept ringing. From the mainland to Xiangjiang, the chain of interests of some people was shaken by Lu Feng. These monkeys began to chirp and send out warnings. .

Mr. Cui has been answering the phone all day, chattering in his ears, asking him to do this, and asking him to do that. Liu Zhennan didn't care about it at all. He said he drank too much and was still sleeping.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Zhennan was sitting on the sofa and looking at the newspaper in front of him. He no longer knew how many times he had read it, and he wished to deduct every word and read it clearly.

The phone on the coffee table rang.

"Hey, this is Liu Zhennan."

"Mr. Liu, I heard that something has happened?" There was an ordinary accent on the phone.

"Yeah, it's a spoiler, but I think he is a gun."

"Then do you think it can be done? Don't always put things in the wrong place. Where did the information go? Someone has insomnia tonight, and make money safely!"

"Don't worry, this person, I will do it!"

"Be cleaner, don't have any more trouble, you know."

"Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhennan looked at Mr. Cui and said, "Call him out and find a place to solve it."

"Does that Hao Dongren want a piece?"

"Forget it, that person is as timid as a mouse, can't do anything, and he is the owner of Tiancheng Furniture, if something goes wrong, it will cause concern."

"All right, you also go tonight."

Liu Zhennan nodded and stood up and went upstairs.

For a whole day, Lu Feng was also waiting. He knew that what he revealed in that report had already made some people uncomfortable, and it was normal even to have a murderous heart.

Blocking the way is no less than killing one's parents.

The phone rang, Lu Feng widened his eyes and looked at him with a little panic. He answered the phone and didn't speak, but Cui's voice came from the other end: "Hey, it's Mr. Lu, I'm old Cui, this evening. Come out and talk about dividing the lobster, hey...hey, can you hear me?"

Lu Feng put down the phone.

Then it rang again. He still picked up, did not speak, and made three or four calls back and forth, all of which belonged to Mr. Cui, and he seemed a little impatient.

There was a knock on the door, and Lu Feng stood up and opened the door. A waiter stood at the door and said, "Sir, you are the owner of Jiamei Foods, whose surname is Lu, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"There is a package. Someone asked me to hand it over to you." The other party said and passed the package over, wrapped in a thick layer of yellow tape, very tightly.

"Who gave it to you?"

"I don't know, but someone stuffed it for me, let me give it to you, and let me ask it clearly before giving it."

Lu Feng nodded, hesitated looking at the package.

"Regardless of my business, I'll leave first. Also, can you tell me the supervisor, I'm afraid of being deducted money."

"Don't worry!" Lu Feng nodded and closed the door.

I squeezed it with my hand, and there are some paper inside~www.readwn.com~ If you guessed it correctly, it should be some secret information. I found a pair of scissors and opened it. There are some photos in it, and a bunch of information, and some records are recorded. Bank accounts, shares, foreign accounts, some of the photos are party photos, and some are bed photos.

"Oh, these photos are rare. I don't know how many have been washed." Lu Feng picked up a photo and laughed. This is what he was waiting for.

"Liang Zhizhong!"

I checked it, put the information in my bag, picked up the phone and called Mr. Cui.

"Hey, is it Mr. Lu?"

"It's me, why didn't you speak when I called?" Lu Feng blamed.

"I have spoken, my voice is almost broken."

"Then there is a problem with the phone, what's the matter?"

"That's it, we admit it, let's spread it out, don't talk to those reporters, we will give you what you want, in order to show our sincerity, let's meet and say, how about it?"

"can!"

"This matter is not suitable for too many people to know. You'd better do it yourself, okay?"

"Well, let me take a man, woman, okay?"

"Fine, the activity center walked along the main road that day, and drove for ten minutes. There was a villa area called the Royal Garden Villa area."

"I see, see or leave at night."

When he hung up the phone, Mr. Cui clapped his hands with a smile on his face. It was the first time he saw such a nice person, and he was really cooperative.

Lu Feng hung up the phone and took a shower. At five o'clock in the afternoon, he knocked on the door of Zhang Fengxia's room.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Fengxia opened the door and wondered.

"Eating, I have work tonight, which is very physically demanding." Lu Feng raised his eyebrows towards her.

"Are you sick? Tell me such nasty things, you are a man with a wife." Zhang Fengxia cried.