Chapter 1890

Hu Tao looked at Zheng Tulu, slightly puzzled, and asked with a slight lift of his eyebrows, "Director Zheng, the written statement has been written, and that bastard Zhao Desan has already signed and pressed his thumbprint, hasn't he? What other variables could there be? Could it be that he might deny that it's his handwriting and thumbprint?"

Zheng Tulu shook his head and said, "White paper, black ink, and a red thumbprint—that can't be escaped. But I was the one who promised to write the note, and I also agreed to the money issue. I have a grudge against that brat, and I'm afraid that if I make him bleed too much all at once, it will provoke him, and if he decides to go down with me, then this matter will really be hard to handle."

"Then... then, Director Zheng, what should we do?" Upon hearing Zheng Tulu say that there were still variables in this matter, Hu Tao became a bit nervous. Originally, his secret affair with Zheng Jie was equivalent to having already put a green hat on him. Now, to conspire with Zheng Tulu to frame Zhao Desan—if he found out that he was involved, he had experienced that crazy energy Zhao Desan had after being provoked at the dance hall that night. He was a guy who would risk his life when he went crazy. If he knew that he had conspired with Zheng Tulu to frame him and provoked him, wouldn't he tear him into ten thousand pieces? Hu Tao was, from the bottom of his heart, a bit afraid of Zhao Desan's crazy energy.

Zheng Tulu lowered his head slightly, frowned, and thought for a long time, then raised his head and shifted his gaze directly to Li Fang, who was sitting on the side with a puzzled expression.

Seeing Zheng Tulu looking at Li Fang with a strange gaze, Hu Tao muttered in his heart: Could this old guy have some designs on Li Fang? He widened his eyes to look at Li Fang, only to see that Li Fang also had wide eyes. The two of them looked at each other, both completely confused. Then, Li Fang pretended to look herself over and said with a somewhat awkward expression, "Director Zheng, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on me or...?"

"The one who tied the bell must untie it," Zheng Tulu suddenly blurted out.

This left Hu Tao and Li Fang both like monks in the second grade of junior high, unable to figure it out.

They looked blankly at Zheng Tulu. Hu Tao tentatively asked, "Director Zheng, what do you mean by that?"

Zheng Tulu picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, took a puff, and looked straight at Li Fang with squinted eyes, making Li Fang lower her head in embarrassment, before he slowly unraveled the mystery. He said, "On the surface, this matter was led by Li Fang. If we want to prevent Zhao Desan from going back on his word in the end, we should think of a way to make it impossible for him to change his mind. This matter can only be handled by Li Fang..."

"Is... is what method?" Hu Tao glanced at Li Fang and asked Zheng Tulu with some reservations.

Zheng Tulu blew a smoke ring and said unhurriedly, "I do have a good method here, but I just don't know if you, Xiao Li, will agree."

Looking at Zheng Tulu's strange gaze fixed straight on her, Li Fang also lost her composure and asked, "Director Zheng, what method is it? Can you tell me if I can do it?"

"Deputy Director Liu has one greatest weakness: lust! Starting from this weakness, we can definitely take him down. I think among the three of us, only you, Xiao Li, can handle this heavy responsibility. What do you think?" Zheng Tulu said, staring fixedly at Li Fang with a strange gaze.

Although Zheng Tulu's words were very implicit, Hu Tao had already understood the old guy's meaning. His heart tightened, and he quickly chuckled nervously, trying to excuse Li Fang, saying, "This... this, I'm afraid Li Fang can't handle this, right?"