Personal security

Chapter 14: Why be a villain?

"What did you do last night?" Wu Fengjiao said, her face turned red first: "Open the door, let's talk in the room."

Hearing his strange question, Zhao Jianhui carefully searched the situation last night in his head. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He opened the door and said: "You know everything I did last night? Why are you asking me so early in the morning?"

After he said that, Wu Fengjiao's face turned even redder. She couldn't help but spit lightly and snorted: "How can I know what you did? Xu Manli said she wanted to take a vacation this morning. She didn't ask for leave from you, the deputy director in charge, but came to me. I approved her ten days of leave for you. You won't blame me, right?"

Looking at the playful look in her eyes, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly laughed. Women's gossip psychology is always much more important than business. The woman in front of him is in her forties, but it is still difficult to get rid of the low tastes of a little woman. Didn't I drink a few glasses of wine with Xu Manli alone last night after Wu Fengjiao left? Didn't I curse her a few words while drinking? Didn't I just... uh, why did this woman suddenly ask for leave at this time? Could it be that she really went back to Dayun City to investigate and investigate as she said?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui could only smile bitterly. Who made his brother-in-law Ou Changchun? This feud was made long before I came to the Beijing Office, and it is not easy to untie the knot now. It's just that I didn't ask the real thing I wanted to ask, but was knocked into the wine glass by Xu Manli's resentful face last night.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui looked at Wu Fengjiao and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Director Wu had been in charge of the office before I came. Could it be that she really didn't know anything about this? When Director Dong did not clearly say what she would be in charge of, she actually took the initiative to give up the office. Was it really because she could not take care of Jin Xin's affairs, or was there another reason?

"Director Wu, I have a question that I have wanted to ask you for a long time. I wonder what you think about the profits of the two entities under our office?" Zhao Jianhui decided to go straight to the point and test Wu Fengjiao's opinion. From his heart, he did not want Wu Fengjiao to get involved.

"Oh..." Hearing him mention the financial problems of the unit, Wu Fengjiao was stunned. Then, she stared at Zhao Jianhui tightly and sighed deeply. "Director Zhao, this question is very complicated. In fact, this is also the most direct reason why I don't want to be in charge of the office. The office is funded by the government on the surface. It seems that it is a unit that spends money without any benefits, but inside it is the slush fund of some people in the provincial party committee and provincial government. The relationship is complicated. You should..."

"In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the province invested 900 million yuan in Feilong Hotel and Bingzhou Guild Hall alone. With the current monthly income of more than 100,000 yuan, it will take a hundred years to recover the cost. This problem is not only known to the people in our office, but also to other leaders in the province. But why doesn't anyone say anything about it?"

Wu Fengjiao smiled and said, "I let you take charge of the office. I don't mean to make you worry. In fact, if everyone is so confused, there will be no trouble at all. Some unspoken rules that are popular in society now exist not only in other departments, but also in government agencies."

Everyone is mixed in the system. It is actually very precious for Wu Fengjiao to say this. It is estimated that if I hadn't helped her husband and daughter a lot, Wu Fengjiao would never be able to say this.

Before leaving, Wu Fengjiao said gratefully: "Thank you, Director Zhao. I will pick up Lao Jin this afternoon. Tonight, our family will treat you well. You are the only guest I invited. I hope you will not give me face. Of course, it would be even better if Miss Long can give me face."

Based on her words, Zhao Jianhui knew that she and her husband must have met. She probably also knew something about the relationship between Long Lingyun and the president of Nanyou Group.

After Wu Fengjiao left, Zhao Jianhui was alone in the office, thinking about what she said. The matter was very clear. There was indeed something fishy in the profits handed over by the two units, but this kind of fishy was known to the superiors and was what the superiors wanted to see. If I had to expose this window paper, I would offend a lot of people.

However, how much of this money was used as funds for activities that could not be disclosed, and how much flowed into personal pockets? Just what I knew, a small accounting department embezzled more than one million, and I didn't know how much there was that I didn't know. Zhao Jianhui felt like he couldn't sleep or eat well if he let the thorn stay stuck in his heart.

In fact, if you think about it the other way around, how much money others have embezzled has nothing to do with you? Walking too much at night will eventually lead to ghosts. When the day comes, the party discipline and national law will naturally deal with them. Why should you be a bad guy?

Zhao Jianhui was shocked when he had this thought in his mind. He had only been in this big dye vat for a few days, only a year and a half at most. How could he have such a thought in his mind? Maybe his heart would be numb after seeing too much, but he still had to do what he should do before his heart became numb.

When he thought of this, Zhao Jianhui picked up the phone and called Tian Minjun. He still had to take care of trivial matters, but now he had to pay attention to some methods.

"Director Zhao, are you looking for me?" Within two minutes, Tian Minjun appeared in Zhao Jianhui's office.

Zhao Jianhui sat on the boss's chair and did not get up. He just looked at the woman quietly. Tian Minjun is in her thirties. Although she is not top-notch beautiful, she is very tasteful, very attractive, and has an excellent figure. She is 163 centimeters tall and weighs about 100 pounds. She has a small figure, a weak waist, slender legs, and Wu Fengjiao is simply a match for her. But Tian Minjun was arrogant by nature and always looked cold and indifferent to others, making it hard for people to get close to her. I really didn't know how she could hook up with that guy Wang Zhanjiang.

Tian Minjun still maintained a calm expression. Seeing that the young leader opposite had his eyes fixed on him, a look of disdain gradually appeared on his face. "Director Zhao, why did you ask me to come here to lead the way? I'm still busy over there, but I don't have time to stand in front of you as a vase?"

"Uh...oh..." Only then did Zhao Jianhui realize that his eyes were just looking at this woman, as if he was looking at the wrong place. How could this woman with such a dignified face fall in love with Wang Zhanjiang?

"Oh, sit down. Sister Tian, ​​I actually have nothing to do with calling you here. I just met a man named Xiang Guodong a few days ago. He told me some things, and I don't know if they are false. It's still true, I want to confirm it with you..." Zhao Jianhui said as he took out a few pages of paper from the drawer of his desk and pushed them to Tian Minjun who was sitting opposite.

It was obvious that when she heard the name Xiang Guodong, the expression on Tian Minjun's face suddenly changed, and her fingers obviously trembled as she grabbed the pages on the table.

In fact, what was recorded on the few pages of paper in her hand was only a small part of the many things Xiang Guodong said. Since Xiang Guodong had already thought about it, there was nothing to hide. All the things he knew were told in detail.

This guy was able to build a company worth tens of millions of yuan from scratch, and he definitely had enough brains. In fact, he had discovered the matter between Tian Minjun and Wang Zhanjiang a long time ago, but he suppressed it and never mentioned it in front of Tian Minjun. Instead, he tried to ask Tian Minjun for money, because he was really short of money, and stock trading had made him impoverished. He wants to take advantage of the fact that his wife has a large amount of funds in his hands to make back the money he lost in stocks.

He clearly knew what kind of person Tian Minjun was. Deep down, Tian Minjun was conservative, arrogant, and had the same moral standards that society had imposed on women for thousands of years. No matter what the reason was, she betrayed her husband, but in her heart she would feel guilty and sorry for herself. Xiang Guodong took advantage of Tian Minjun's mentality and began to ask Tian Minjun for money. And Tian Minjun would always find ways to satisfy him, just using money as compensation for betraying him emotionally.

After reading the pages in his hand, Tian Minjun, who had always been cold and cold, looked at Zhao Jianhui pitifully, and said with trembling lips: "What do you want?"

Zhao Jianhui shook his head in a funny way: "It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do. I don't want to be high-profile and cause trouble in the city. You should think about what to do on your own."

Tian Minjun stared at Zhao Jianhui with a complicated expression, as if he could tell what he was thinking from his face. After more than ten minutes, when he saw that she was still sitting in front of him motionless, Zhao Jianhui sighed: "Why, is it so difficult to make a decision? I have already given you the opportunity..."

"I...I know, I will do as you ask..." After saying that, Tian Minjun's face slowly returned to normal, and that cold and peaceful look appeared on her face again.

Seeing her lifting her legs to go out, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile: "If you surrender and pay back the stolen money, maybe you won't be sentenced, right? Alas, you are soft-hearted this time."

Not sure how much time had passed, Zhao Jianhui was looking through documents in the office when his cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Room 1012 of Yijing Hotel..." Tian Minjun's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. After finishing speaking, Tian Minjun hung up the phone, but Zhao Jianhui still hadn't reacted. What was this woman doing at the Seaview Hotel? Wouldn't he find a place to slit his wrists and commit suicide? Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui could no longer sit still.