Chapter 1820

Dongba, has the names of Shangba and Beiba.

It is more than ten kilometers away from Chaoyang Gate and can be called the threshold of the eastern suburbs of the ancient capital Beijing.

Its geographical location determines its status in politics, military, economy, and other aspects, and it has always been regarded as a key town in Jingdong.

Its history can be traced back to the Eastern Han Dynasty, more than 2,000 years ago.

At first, it was called Anle City, later changed its name several times, and was called Ande Township during the Jin Dynasty.

It was renamed Zhengcunba during the Yanyou period of the Yuan Dynasty, and renamed Dongba during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, which has been followed to this day.

At this time, although Dongba belongs to Chaoyang District, it is still a city-country junction.

The high-end business district that integrates high-end commercial entertainment, headquarters business office, exhibition, and international exchange service functions is not yet in sight.

This is a residential area composed of several tube buildings, with a large number of slogans written on the red brick walls.

Although eroded by the wind and rain of time, the walls and fonts are already mottled, but they can still be recognized.

Far away from the old road of collapse, walk towards the new road of prosperity!

Let us pick up weapons and defend our country!

Fight for freedom, fight for the motherland!

Carry the revolution to the end and realize the victory of socialism!

Work together to build a new China!

Actively develop production and ensure supply!

Work hard to realize our common ideals!

(1955)

"..."

A brand-new Mercedes-Benz stopped on the side of the road outside the residential area, the driver's door opened, Kan Feng got out of the car, and then turned around and pulled open the back door.

A shiny leather shoe stretched out, stepped on the ground, and then Zhang Zuo's head poked out of the car, and then the whole person drilled out.

Immediately after, the other door also opened, and a woman wearing a hip-hugging skirt and full of style got out of the car.

Zhang Zuo was wearing a tie, a suit, and a three-seven hairstyle, and even hung sunglasses in his jacket pocket, looking very flamboyant.

"Damn it, he really knows how to find a place, actually hiding in such a bird-not-shitting place."

Brother Dazuo, who shook the capital, looked at the environment of the residential area; it was really too bad.

Garbage could be seen everywhere in the residential area, and because sewage flowed everywhere, the ground was even paved with coal slag.

"Let's go!" Zhang Zuo stepped inside.

The woman followed closely in high heels; she was Zhang Zuo's secretary, named Jin Jing.

Zhang Zuo had never dared to bring this woman in front of Zhou Andong, fearing he would be disciplined.

With a whoosh, a rat suddenly rushed out of the garbage pile beside him, scaring Zhang Zuo into jumping up.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Zuo cursed and quickened his pace, entering a tube building.

The steps were covered with thick stains, black and dark, and even a bit sticky to the shoes when stepped on.

The wall was divided into two layers, the lower layer was green, and the upper layer was goose yellow.

The wall skin had long since faded, peeled off, due to water immersion, etc.

Some places were already moldy, and some places were full of water stains, just like a bed sheet that a baby had peed on.

The three people came to the third floor and walked along the corridor, where various sundries were piled up.

As big as bicycles, gas tanks, and large water tanks, as small as broken cardboard boxes, rotten wood, and honeycomb coal.

The whole space was cramped, giving people a feeling of gray, heavy, and oppressive.

The three people were like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally came to the door of the fifth house.

The door was wooden and had already split, with a window on it, but there was no glass, and it was pasted with newspaper.

Kan Feng raised his hand and knocked on the door, and Huang Yuhao's voice came from inside.

"Who?"

Kan Feng said: "I am Kan Feng, Brother Dazuo is here."

Immediately after, the sound of kicking came from inside, and the door was pulled open with a creak.

Huang Yuhao looked very haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, his face was sallow, and his hair seemed not to have been washed for several days, messy on the top of his head.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Zuo cursed: "Why did you damn well get into this bear shape."

"Brother Dazuo!"

Seeing Zhang Zuo, Huang Yuhao was like seeing a relative, and his spirit became much better.

"Come in quickly."

Zhang Zuo stepped into the room, which looked like only twenty-something square meters, with only a bed, a table, a cabinet, and a standing stove.

"Sit down quickly!" Huang Yuhao bent his waist and let Zhang Zuo sit with a fawning smile.

"Where is there a place to sit." Zhang Zuo waved his hand: "What I told you on the phone last night, how did you consider it?"

Huang Yuhao hesitated: "Really... really okay?"

"I'll just ask you." Zhang Zuo asked coldly: "Was it Zhao Hongxing who ordered you to purchase inferior products to serve as prizes?"

"Yes!" Huang Yuhao swore: "If I say a lie, heaven will strike me, and I will never be able to lift it."

"Then there's no problem." Zhang Zuo smiled: "As long as you don't admit that you took kickbacks, leave the rest to me; at most, you'll stay inside for ten or eight days and come out."

Huang Yuhao gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I'll surrender."

"Rest assured, with me here, you won't have anything to do." Zhang Zuo patted his shoulder: "I found you a lawyer; you'll meet in a while, and he will tell you what to say."

"Secretary Jin!" Zhang Zuo looked at Jin Jing.

Jin Jing opened her small bag and took out the contract and handed it to Huang Yuhao.

"This is the contract."

"Sign it." Zhang Zuo said: "Only by becoming a management layer of 'You Say It Counts' do I have a reason to help you."

"Okay!" This Huang Yuhao didn't have any opinion, took the contract and pen, and signed his name without hesitation.

Zhang Zuo turned around and walked out: "You clean up, we'll wait for you downstairs."

Out of the tube building, Zhang Zuo shook his head and sighed: "Huang Yuhao's psychological quality is not very good; hearing that the police are catching him, he was actually scared like this."

Kan Feng said worriedly: "Will he be unable to withstand the pressure and sell us out?"

"No!"

Zhang Zuo took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Jin Jing took out a lighter from her small bag and lit the cigarette for Zhang Zuo.

"Hoo!"

Zhang Zuo exhaled a long puff of smoke; the smell in the tube building made him a bit unaccustomed.

"Who dares not give me, Zhang Zuo, face? Besides, he's not a fool; if he admits to taking kickbacks, with such a large amount, he won't even think about coming out for ten years."

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Coca-Cola Headquarters!

Jiang Yuping sat on the wide boss chair, holding a lady's cigarette between her fingers, her brows tightly locked.

Zhao Hongxing sat on the sofa opposite, his face also looking a bit ugly.

More and more consumers have come to defend their rights these past few days, making him exhausted.

"Huang Yuhao ran away, and more and more people are defending their rights outside; what do you say we should do?"

Jiang Yuping turned the chair back and forth: "Compensate first to appease the consumers who are defending their rights."

"You let Huang Yuhao apologize, that's fine; why did you call the police?" Zhao Hongxing suppressed his anger: "You can call the police, but how did you let him know, and even let him run away?"

Jiang Yuping was also very strange; in her eyes, Huang Yuhao's brain was missing something, and it was impossible for him to predict her actions, but how did that guy run away in advance?

"Slap, slap, slap..."

The office door was knocked.

Jiang Yuping shouted: "Come in!"

The secretary pushed the door in: "President Zhao, President Jiang, the police gave feedback that Huang Yuhao has surrendered."