The ruffian is hard to guard

Chapter 64 VB to find

Fei Fan sat in the coffee shop face to face with Zhou Bingyi.

The coffee was cold, and they hadn't spoken for 10 minutes.

Zhou Bingyi was rarely upset, and after he looked at his watch at 1, he finally broke the silence between the two: "You told him to come here as soon as the end is over, right?"

Fei Fan nodded, let go of his pale lips that had been bitten, and said slowly, "Yes, the detective will come here and hand it over to us as soon as possible after recording."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and a man with an unattractive appearance walked in.

Fei Fan's hand holding the coffee cup tightened suddenly, staring at the man until he sat next to him.

"Is there any gain?" He heard himself asking impatiently.

The man nodded, and took out a pen from his pocket: "It's all recorded, it was indeed ordered by Zhou Sen."

Hearing this, Fei Fan loosened his back suddenly, the turbid air that had been in his chest for several days dissipated, and his eyes slowly turned red.

After he came out of the most upscale hotel in the city center that day, he called Zhou Sen, falsely claiming that everything was done, and urged him to go to Li Chen to sign a letter of understanding.

After hanging up the phone, Fei Fan dialed another number, and said in a heavy tone with a bit of sternness: "Keep an eye on Zhou Sen, and clearly record who he met and what he said. , don’t miss a single word.”

Just an hour ago, he received a call from the detective, saying that Zhou Sen had asked Xu Yinong to meet.

Fei Fan was very nervous, and repeatedly told the detectives to be careful and make sure to record all their conversations.

Then he informed Zhou Bingyi, Zhou Bingyi was Zhan Changsong's agent, if the recording was really valuable, it would be most appropriate to hand it over to Zhou Bingyi.

"Let it out and listen." Zhou Bingyi said, and then he looked around, "This is not suitable, change to another place."

Several people left the coffee shop and got into Zhou Bingyi's car.

The detective pressed the play button on the recording pen, and Zhou Sen's gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

"Go to Zhou Bingyi and say that Li Chen is willing to issue a letter of understanding, but he has to express that he is willing to pay a high price for the letter of understanding? Then let him bleed!"

The car windows are covered with dark privacy film, so the light in the car is not good.Fei Fan looked over the detective to look at Zhou Bingyi, and found that he was completely indifferent after hearing this sentence, and just narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fei Fan thought of Shen Fang who was eccentric, and made a conclusion in his mind, rich men are all scheming, not a good thing.

The recording was silent for a few seconds before Xu Yinong's cowardly voice came out: "Is Mr. Song agreeing to this matter?"

President Song?Which Mr. Song?Fei Fan's heart trembled, he looked up at Zhou Bingyi, and found that Zhou Bingyi was also frowning at him.

"President Song?" Zhou Sen's voice seemed to flinch, "Has he not contacted you recently?"

"No."

There was a "pop" in the recording, followed by Zhou Sen's snoring. He must have lit a cigarette: "Do you know why Mr. Song wanted to punish Zhan Changsong?" He asked.

"I don't know, it's just to make us bite him tight and not let go, so I dare not issue this letter of understanding without Mr. Song's consent." Xu Yinong said submissively.

"Tsk..." Zhou Sen obviously didn't expect to be rejected, and it took him a while to remember his voice in the recording: "Okay, I'll talk to Mr. Song, if he agrees, you can ask Li Chen to sign. "

Then there were scattered voices, as if someone stood up and wanted to leave.

Fei Fan thought that the recording ended here, but Zhou Sen's words were not expected to be heard again.

"Don't leave in such a hurry." The flow of the voice made people sick, "What's your name? Xu Yinong? A few years ago, you were the number one MB of the Yi Mansion, weren't you?"

Fei Fan frowned slightly, he already knew what Zhou Sen meant.

There is a pulling sound in the recording.

"Don't go. Although you are old now, I don't dislike you. How about staying with me? Give you money."

Xu Yinong's voice was a little flustered, and she even cried: "I haven't been doing it for many years, you let go."

"It's so easy to bring up whore pants. You accompany me once, and I won't treat you badly. I heard that Li Chen sold the company to help his sister pay off the debt? Now you two poor couples are almost out of control .”

"Let go of me! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police!"

"Okay, okay, I'm still pretending to be a chaste woman. Get out, wait until I call you." There are messy footsteps in the recording, and Zhou Sen's gloomy whisper: "Sooner or later, I will let you take the initiative to climb into my bed !"

The recording stopped abruptly, and the three people in the car were disgusted by Zhou Sen's inferior character. Even the detective who had seen too many insidious affairs scolded "What a fucking scum".

Fei Fan hurriedly asked Zhou Bingyi: "With this recording, can it prove that Zhan Changsong was framed?"

Zhou Bingyi nodded: "It should be able to prove that someone framed Brother Zhan. I will provide the evidence to the lawyer now. However, I don't think the matter should be so simple..."

Fei Fan knew what Zhou Bingyi was worried about, and he also wanted to know who the "President Song" Zhou Sen was talking about.

......

Police reception room.

Zhan Changsong sat on one side of the slender white table in handcuffs, and on the other side was a gentle man with glasses.

The man in a suit and leather shoes showed a bit of respect when he saw Zhan Changsong.

Zhan Changsong leaned on the chair with a reckless and frivolous posture, not at all like a criminal suspect in prison.

"Do you have a cigarette?" He rolled his eyelids and looked at the man opposite.

The man was startled for a moment, then he grinned awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, I don't smoke."

Zhan Changsong has been imprisoned for a few days, and the old smoker quits for a while, feeling like a bird has faded out of his mouth.

He clicked his tongue to express his dissatisfaction, and then asked carelessly: "Who is your master?"

The gentle man pushed his glasses, cleared his throat lightly, and said solemnly and respectfully, "Mr. Zhan, I am Mr. Song Zhiwen's assistant."

Zhan Changsong didn't show any surprise, but just nodded: "Song Zhiwen, so it's him. I remember that he doesn't have many shares, and if I add mine, he can't be the top of the company, right?"

The gentle man smiled: "Mr. Zhan doesn't have to worry about that, Mr. Song naturally has other ways."

He pushed a document to Zhan Changsong, looked up at the police officer guarding the door, and said in a low voice, "As long as you sign this equity transfer agreement, you can go home in a while."

Zhan Changsong raised his eyebrows, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes: "What if I don't sign? There are many people who want my shares. For the shares in my hand, Mr. Song can send me in, and there are also people who can take me in." go out."

The gentle man frowns instantly, and he is silent for a moment, then slowly raises his eyes to look at Zhan Changsong and spits out slowly: "Mr. Zhan, Mr. Song asked me to bring you a sentence. No sign..." He glanced at the door slowly, "Mr. Song is about to meet your little boyfriend named Fei, and Mr. Song is very interested in him."

"How dare you!" Zhan Changsong jumped up with astonishing speed, leaned over and grabbed the collar of the person across the table, and directly pressed the person face down on the table, "If you dare to move him, I will let him None of you will live!"

As a result of Zhan Changsong's rage, the police officers who rushed in ended the conversation early and took him back to the detention center.

Recalling the bloodthirsty eyes of Zhan Changsong before leaving, the gentle man rubbed his blood-stained neck, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number with lingering fear.

"President Song, things are not going well."

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