Rebirth of the Ultimate Rich Second Generation Chapter 107: Lao Yue’s phone call

Chapter 107 Lao Yue's Telephone

What to do? ? How to do? ! ? !

Even if Qian Million is a fool, he knows that this time the Criminal Police Brigade is coming to arrest him, it is not an aimless gun! ! Maybe, you have already got your own criminal evidence in the bureau and filed a case! !

Of course, at this moment when he was at a loss, the phone in the office lounge rang suddenly. Qian million didn’t know whether to run away or answer the phone. He intuitively told him that this phone is absolutely It is ominous information!

"Boom!"

As soon as his brain stopped spinning, before the phone could be answered, he heard a muffled sound. The door of the office lounge was knocked open, and a well-trained policeman came in and went up. Just grabbed Qian Million, who was pouting against the safe, handcuffed, and said coldly: "Millions of money, you are now guilty of many crimes such as operating prostitution, prostitution, privately operating huge sums of money gambling, gambling fraud, etc. I am now officially arresting you in the name of the Zhengzhou Criminal Police Brigade. You can speak, but what you say will become evidence in court!!"

This time, Qian million did not resist as fiercely as when he was held in prostitution and prostitution last time. Instead, he remained motionless and didn't say a word, and followed the criminal police team in a proper manner.

He knows very well now that he is completely planted this time and can't run away. And now in the office lounge, there is an unchecked income account of the underground casino, which is undoubtedly more powerful evidence.

What to do?

It's very simple. Focus on the aftermath as soon as possible... Maybe, you can shirk some of the responsibilities...

Being pressed down all the way from the Caesars Palace, all the staff were dumbfounded. In the hearts of most of them, Qian Million was simply a hero in the underworld in Zhengzhou, such a powerful underworld brother. , Just planted casually? Looking at Qian million’s bitter face, a look of self-confidence, everyone’s heart began to beat drums: I don’t know who is so powerful, who can actually grasp Qian million’s handle, it’s a way of life. Everyone knows how many people want to kill millions of dollars, but they just can't find a place to start. This time...it seems to have encountered a problem!

The entrance of Caesar's Palace was surrounded by reporters who came to hear the news. The flashing lights kept flashing. The underworld tycoon, Qian million, was completely arrested. These reporters are also busy enough. Yesterday, they reported the news about illegal prostitution and prostitution with millions of dollars. Today is the news that he committed a felony. The time difference is less than 24 hours. Some reporters can't help but sigh: Alas, If a person is unlucky and really drinks cold water to stuff his teeth between his teeth, for example, he has millions of dollars. Looking at his swollen and dark eyes, it is estimated that he hasn't even slept even a good night's sleep. …According to some gossip, the tip that Qian Million went to the Royal Hot Spring for illegal prostitution and prostitution was thrown out by his son Qian Hu. I don’t know if it is true or not. If it is true, then the Qian’s family The two of you are really a pair of living cups.

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Lorraine came out of the house and didn’t go anywhere. Instead, he went straight to the Haijin Hotel and ate something casually at noon. When it was almost two o’clock, Jiang Yan shook her phone and said: "Lorraine , Great news! At one o’clock today, the money was millions, and he was arrested smoothly! Now, he is locked in a small dark room with sufficient evidence in court, no matter how good a lawyer he hires, or how good his relationship is, he will be sentenced. It’s a must!"

I can hear Jiang Yan's tone very happy. She is a good policeman, and the arrest of a person like Qian million is of course refreshing in her heart.

Lorraine was naturally happy: "That's good!"

"Well...Where are you now? What are you doing?" Jiang Yan asked.

"In Haijin Hotel, nothing is to be done, just add fuel to the fire." Lorraine smiled casually.

"Put oil on the fire???" Jiang Yan asked in surprise.

"Yeah." At this time, there was a voice of conversation from Lorraine, and then he smiled and said, "Sister Yan, are you still closing other cases in the bureau?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing..." After a while, "I have some money and millions of dollars on the surveillance video of his son Qian Hu hacking people in the street. I don't know if you can use it."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan was taken aback for a while, then she smiled, "Really? It must be used."

Lorraine personally took the surveillance video of Qianhu’s hacking fight taken by the Haijin Hotel to the door of the Municipal Bureau, and Jiang Yan came out to meet him. This is not actually Lorraine’s treatment of Qian Million or the Qian Family’s fall into trouble, but doing everything possible to make Qian Million’s clone useless. If something happens to his only son Qian Hu at this moment, it will definitely be wrong. He caused a certain amount of psychological pressure, and if he wanted to completely defeat a person, he had to do everything possible to attack from his mind!

Pity the enemy, this is not kindness, but stupidity.

Forgive or let go of an enemy who may cause harm to you in the future. This is undoubtedly suicidal. Unless you have 100% confidence to influence him and ensure that he will not retaliate against you in the future, you must know how to cut the grass and eliminate the roots. The truth!

Don’t say anything about the gods and Bodhisattvas, the gods and Bodhisattvas are kind to all living beings, that's because, in his eyes, all living beings are like ants, and they can't pose a threat to him at all! If it can cause a threat, they have at least ninety-nine and eighty-one strategies to change your way to death.

"Here. That's it." At the door of the city bureau, Lorraine handed the video of Qianhu's fight against people in Jiang Yan's hands. Suddenly he noticed the other's beautiful eyes, as if dark circles appeared faintly, and couldn't help but care Said, "Sister Yan, don't be too tired. You see that your dark circles are coming out. If you become ugly, I don't want you."

"Bah! Brat, what are you talking about?!" Jiang Yan was blushed by Lorraine's sudden serious joke, please squeeze Lorraine's face when she went up, "I haven't seen you in two days, this meeting Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, yeah, sister Yan, I shouldn’t be kidding. Actually... no matter how you change, you can’t be ugly. I really don't have that talent. Isn't it difficult for a strong man?"

"Go to hell!" Jiang Yan was happy in her heart, but she pretended to be angry and raised her fan fist. "Well, I won't tell you. This case of millions of dollars is estimated to be enough for our bureau. I’m busy, and I can’t rest until I submit it to the court. I can’t cause trouble for me these days. If the basket gets too big, I don’t have time to help you."

"Well, Sister Yan, then I will go first. When you are no longer busy, I will invite you to dinner."

"Well, goodbye~~"

The two separated. Jiang Yan's capable and tall figure quickly returned to the unit, while Lorraine stretched out his hand, intercepted a taxi, and got in.

The taxi master said: "Where to go?"

"Go..." Lorraine was about to speak, but the phone in his pocket rang.

Take out the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, Lorraine frowned slightly, but still connected: "Hello, hello, who?"

There was a little silence, and there was a strong and sophisticated voice: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Luo?"

Lorraine paused slightly and did not deny: "You are?"

I got the answer over there, and the tone was still solemn: "Hello Mr. Luo, I am Jiang Yan’s father and my name is Jiang Songyue. Do you have time now? I would like to ask you out alone for a meal or a drink in the afternoon. Tea."

Jiang Yan's father... Jiang Songyue? ? ? ...

Lorraine's mind is a mess, what's the situation? ? Sister Yeon's dad is looking for me? ? What can you do? ? ... He knew this Jiang Songyue, but he was a pivotal figure in the senior leadership team of Zhengzhou City. When his old uncle had not yet sat on the position of secretary of the municipal party committee, this Jiang Songyue's contacts and skills were all Zhengzhou. A banner in the officialdom of the city. It’s just that Zhengzhou’s economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and the relative official leadership team has changed one after another. Now Jiang Songyue’s position is basically a nameless title. From this position, he directly retired. , The contacts are still there, but the real power is gone.

But to be honest, Jiang Songyue should not be underestimated. After all, he is an old Youtiao who has been in the officialdom for more than 30 years. There are many methods. After returning from rebirth, Lorraine had never had any contact with anyone over fifty years old. I heard that Jiang Songyue had been calm, cautious, and sophisticated since he was young. People give the nickname: Lao Yue.

Sitting in the back seat, Lorraine briefly pondered for a moment, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations flashed through his mind. Finally, he made a decision and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, it is an honor. I have time now. Where shall we meet?"

"Nanjing Road, Boyang District, Phoenix Tea House, Block 12, 4 o'clock, arrived on time." These words were completed in one go, quite capable, and he hung up without any muddling.

Lorraine put the phone in her pocket, narrowed her eyes, and turned her head to look at the gate of the city bureau. Sister Yan should be still busy now, and she never knows that her father just called herself. When is it?

At this time, Lorraine couldn't understand even if he wanted to break his scalp. No matter, just go straight to know. He didn't worry that it was someone's conspiracy. If anyone wanted to engage in himself, no one would pretend to pretend to be Jiang Songyue, Jiang Yan's father.

"Hey, sir, can you still leave?" Just as Lorraine was thinking about it, the taxi driver couldn't help turning his head and urging slightly impatiently.

Lorraine smiled and said: "Sorry, I have been waiting for a long time....Go to the Phoenix Tea House on Nanjing Road in Boyang District."

"Buzz—" The taxi sprinted out as soon as it stepped on the accelerator.

Jiang Songyue’s home is not far from Fengxian Tea House, so I walked there early, sat in the reserved card seat No. 12, ordered a cup of Longjing tea, and picked up the newspaper to have a taste of it. . The Fengxian Teahouse was very comfortable, and most of them were elderly guests. The melodious guzheng music was slowly playing. Under his calm and calm face, his mind was running fast.