Prohibition of losing contact

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qingbai turned his head and looked at Pei You.

"It's okay to go once." Pei You walked to him knowingly, and walked forward side by side with him, and said, "Even if it's him who is investigating, you can't always avoid him."

Zhou Qingbai thought the same way - perhaps because the rebellious period came early, Zhou Qingbai was not afraid of trouble since he was a child.Before he came, he was mentally prepared for Liu Xin's situation, knowing that he was probably not a good person, so he was already prepared to deal with him.

What's more, the water in the Dongjiang River is so muddy, Zhou Qingbai always wanted to meet this "local snake" head-on, so as to see where he swallowed all the profits.

With such a big appetite, I'm not afraid of being overwhelmed, Zhou Qingbai thought.

"In any case, confrontation is relative." Zhou Qingbai put his hands in his pockets, walked forward lazily, and said unhurriedly: "He wants to find out about us, so of course we can also find out about him."

While speaking, Zhou Qingbai's cell phone rang again.As if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, Liu Xin had booked the table within a few minutes and sent him the hotel address and box number.

Zhou Qingbai's finger slid up and down on the screen, but in the end there was no reply, and he pressed the lock screen directly.

"Since he is so frightened and wants to see us again and again, then give him a chance." Zhou Qingbai continued.

Pei You hummed, expressing his agreement.

He has been engaged in audit work for so many years, and he has met countless bosses, and he is not a sophisticated and simple person living in an ivory tower.It's just that when he first arrived in Weinan, he was not familiar with Dongjiang's situation, and Liu Xin really didn't give him a good impression, so Pei You was wary and thought it best not to have too many contacts with him.

But now Dongjiang's audit work has passed more than half, and the documents and accounts returned from the evidence collection have also been scanned and reported back to Beijing. If Liu Xin wants to make some small moves at this time, it will be too late.

Therefore, Pei You was noncommittal about his invitation, and only left the decision to Zhou Qingbai himself.

"So go back to bed early tonight." Zhou Qingbai stretched his waist as he spoke, turned his head with a smile, looked Pei You up and down, tilted his head, and leaned over exaggeratedly to say a "whisper" to him: "Anyway If you are so rich, you won't lose money if you kill him."

Pei You chuckled, looked at him with gentle eyes, and nodded for a while.

The two of them walked side by side on the dim road, the half-lit streetlights stretched their shadows obliquely and long, looking from a distance, they seemed to be intertwined.

Turning the corner of the street, there is a small road with several food stalls and barbecue stalls.

At 10:30 in the evening, it is the peak time for barbecue stalls. Plastic tables and chairs are placed facing the street, electric fans are plugged in at the door of the shop and blowing, and plastic bulbs worth [-] yuan are hung on the left and right in the open-air plastic shed. On the ground, a dense circle of small flying insects gathered around.

The transpired air exuding the smell of cumin and chili floated from mid-air, seducing Zhou Qingbai's gluttons one by one.Zhou Qingbai narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help looking in the direction of the fragrance.

It was a seafood barbecue food stall. At first glance, the business was very good. The plastic tables at the entrance were already full. glass beer bottle crumbling.

It is most difficult to control emotions when the alcohol is on the rise. I don’t know who said something at the big table next to the street. One of them suddenly became violent, slapped the table, stood up, and a string of words fell out of his mouth. A well-spoken national curse.

Zhou Qingbai was startled by the sudden voice, subconsciously stopped when crossing the road, glanced over there, but suddenly saw a somewhat familiar face.

"Fuck!" The middle-aged man who cursed was wearing a somewhat nondescript earth-colored suit. He cursed vaguely on the blank road: "We do the hard work all day long, and we can never catch up with us in eating meat and soup. Isn't that money string just to please Mr. Liu by being able to flirt with him? Let him eat all the benefits gone."

A migrant worker next to the man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to yank him to sit down, but he didn't pull it back, so he drank a glass of beer and complained dissatisfiedly: "That's right, every time It’s their team who work for Mr. Liu. Why, what’s wrong with us? I’ve heard from my fellow villagers that they don’t even mention that they do less work there, and the bonuses they give are pretty good. The bonuses they give each time are worth more than our one-quarter wages. .”

He didn't say anything, but when he said this, the whole table suddenly became noisy, with various dialects mixed together, drowning the standing middle-aged man with one sound from left to right.

The middle-aged man was already upset, and drank too much wine. After being so aroused by the left and right, he immediately jumped up, smashed a wine bottle, and cursed vaguely.

"Fuck, pretend I don't know?" The middle-aged man spat on the ground and said cursingly: "A foundation has been dug, filled and dug. For that one project, the company has paid the headquarters a damn amount of money!"

The word "headquarters" was like a sensitive word, and it plucked a string in Pei You's heart. He frowned and looked towards the noisy place, only to find that Zhou Qingbai was also staring there.

"Who?" Pei You asked softly.

"Another contractor on the construction site." Zhou Qingbai said.

Zhou Qingbai recognized people very well. He went around several construction sites. Although the accounts were not clear, he recognized people a lot.The foreman in front of him was of the same status as Qian Chuan, and they both led a construction team to work. Zhou Qingbai observed it and found that they were wearing overalls. They should have come directly to eat supper after they got off work from the site. .

In the afternoon, Zhou Qingbai wandered around the venue a lot, vaguely remembering that this person had a bad relationship with Qian Chuan and his team.He thought it was a common friction outside the team on the construction site, but listening to the way he complained, it seemed that there was something else hidden in it.

And this secret, maybe it has something to do with Qingshan.

Fortunately, he hasn't been idle these days, Zhou Qingbai thought, wandering around and recognizing familiar faces is still useful, otherwise he should have missed this message.

"Go." Zhou Qingbai said, "Let's go around and listen."

The barbecue shops are separated by large shed umbrellas on both sides, and separated by a plain blue-green striped plastic sheet in the middle.Zhou Qingbai and Pei You walked around in a small circle in the dark behind the street lamp, walked to the store next door from another road, and sat at the table separated by a plastic sheet.

The two of them ordered two fast-hand fried rice, and while finishing their dinner, they listened intently to the news from the other side.

"What appropriation?" Soon someone asked, "Brother Li, you don't know what's inside."

"Isn't it just the Dongshan project?" The middle-aged man called "Brother Li" was upset, drank another glass of beer, then wiped his mouth, and sneered: "What do you think Qian Chuanzi and the others are doing? It’s to enjoy the blessings! Go to dig the excavator, take pictures, and you will get the bonus!”

A series of cursing and swearing suddenly erupted on the wine table, and then someone was unbalanced, and the wine bottles were clinking, with a few confusing dialects mixed in.

The voice sounded too messy, and the dialect of the other party was speaking extremely fast, Zhou Qingbai frowned, wanting to take the risk to make another sound over there, so that he could hear it more clearly.

But as soon as he moved the stool, Pei You reached out and pressed his wrist.

"He said: 'Really, Brother Li, Mr. Liu is not doing charity, why should they take money if they don't work.'" Pei You translated.

"Huh?" Zhou Qingbai glanced at him unexpectedly: "Can you understand the dialect?"

Pei You took a sip of the soup that came with the fried rice, hummed lightly, and said, "I used to work here."

The nature of Pei You's job is special. Once Shan Zi came here, he flew all over the world. After a long time, he knew a thing or two about the dialects of various language families in the land of 960 million square kilometers in Huaxia.

On the other hand, the drunken whining field continued.

In front of Zhou Qingbai, these people couldn't blow a fart with eight sticks, they looked like they were wearing a pair of pants, and defending Zhou Qingbai was like defending against thieves.

But in such a "private" and "home court" place, they are not so cautious. Whether they complain or are dissatisfied, they dare to say anything out of alcohol.

The noise on the other side of the plastic sheet was still going on. The middle-aged man called "Brother Li" probably had a deep grudge about this matter, cursing endlessly, with a little bit of useful information sandwiched in between.

"Qingshan allocates millions of dollars there every year, and Mr. Liu can eat that project for a lifetime!" Li Ge took a sip of his mulled wine, gritted his teeth and said, "The money is just a slapstick, and you can talk to Mr. Liu. The relationship is good, and I don’t know how much soup I drank behind my back.”

A project, Zhou Qingbai thought, he heard the word again.

It seems that this matter is not a secret—or rather, it should be a well-known secret in certain circles.

He was about to ask Pei You if he could hear some clues, but when he looked up, he saw Pei You's face was very ugly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qingbai moved his lips and asked him in a breathy voice: "What kind of project is this?"

"This year, there is only one project in Dongshan." Pei You lowered his eyes slightly, his face suddenly became serious: "——It's a school."

"School?" Zhou Qingbai was not very proficient in Qingshan's foreign business, so he didn't realize it for a while: "What's so special?"

"It's a public welfare school." Pei You said, "This is not Dongjiang's own project, but a public welfare project funded by them."

A well-known enterprise in a certain place will more or less donate some public welfare projects in order to build a good reputation locally.

As big as building bridges and paving roads, as small as subsidizing students in impoverished mountainous areas, it can not only gain a good reputation, but also avoid taxes reasonably. It is a win-win development method.

This part is also included in Dongjiang's annual financial report. Unlike the various donations of other companies, in recent years, Dongjiang's public welfare donations have been quite simple and rude-to build Hope Primary Schools in various places around Weinan.

They approve public welfare projects with the standard of three to four elementary schools per year. After the application is approved, the "donation" money will of course be deducted from the profit.

In fact, Pei You has seen this part of Dongjiang's financial report. From the perspective of the enterprise, Dongjiang's public welfare expenditure is a bit too high, which has exceeded the tax avoidance limit, which seems a bit outweighed.

But Pei You once asked Zhou Cangshan about this question, and the answer he got was that this was a tradition passed down from Liu Xin’s father—the veterans of the older generation have a surprising feeling of giving back to their hometown, so they do charity work He is not stingy. Before Dongjiang was taken over by Qingshan, he donated money every year and built roads every year.

Later, Dongjiang was acquired by Qingshan, but Mr. Zhou still agreed with the kindness of his old friend, so this tradition has been preserved like this, and has not been changed.

Zhou Qingbai listened to Pei You's explanation in a few words, and then swallowed a mouthful of fried rice.

"Hmm..." Zhou Qingbai took a sip of soup and said, "Didn't you pay attention to this before?"

Based on Zhou Qingbai's understanding of Pei You, he doesn't look like the kind of person who would let go of abnormal situations when he gets the answer. He is very careful, so when he checks the accounts, he usually sorts out the problems carefully.A few schools are not a trivial matter. With Pei You's work habits, even if Zhou Cangshan has a reason to explain it, Pei You will go to the field to investigate and see if there is any embezzlement of public funds.

"That's what I want to say." Pei You said softly: "In this part of Dongjiang's financial report, these public welfare projects are not built by their private donations, but have official cooperation."

Zhou Qingbai paused and turned to look at him.

"You mean..."

"Yes." Pei You nodded, affirming his unfinished intentions: "In this part of the project materials, Dongjiang not only has photos and reports of project start-up, but also a full set of certificates of non-profit organizations and government cooperation documents."

It is precisely because of this that Pei You did not put this part of the content in the "high-risk area" for interrogation during the initial draw.

The author says:

Thanks to Qian Xingmian for feeding the fish food, thank you very much~