Chapter 1877: Zhang Jingkuan Taken Away

Zhang Jingkuan knew he was finished, and he also knew he would soon be subject to measures, but he hadn't expected it to come so quickly.

He was different from Deng Dexin; Deng Dexin was an outsider, and what he saw were some superficial things, so his analysis naturally wouldn't be that thorough.

And as an insider, he deeply understood that no matter how famous Zhou Andong was, even if it was a real-name report, even if it was exposed by the media...

... because he was involved with Zhongbao, the higher-ups would definitely provide a buffer time of one to two days. First, to investigate the materials provided by Zhou Andong, as he was, after all, a department-level cadre.

It was impossible to take coercive measures against him just because Zhou Andong was a well-known entrepreneur with great influence and had reported him by name, without investigating.

Second, it was to give Zhongbao time to prepare. After all, Zhongbao was too important and related to some of the military's layouts, so absolutely no problems could occur.

Therefore, the investigation team arriving so quickly had Zhou Andong's reasons, but they definitely weren't major. The most likely reason was that a big shot had stepped in.

Naturally, it wasn't because of him; don't look at his level as not being low, but in the eyes of those big shots, he was just a chess piece, to be moved wherever they wanted.

Of course, it couldn't be because of Kong Xingzhong either; that guy was even less qualified. In the eyes of those big shots, he didn't even have the qualifications to be a chess piece.

These thoughts only flashed through Zhang Jingkuan's mind, and then his body shook even more violently, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more abundant.

He understood; a big shot was dissatisfied with the current Zhongbao and wanted to take this opportunity to clear up internal problems. And the person who could move Zhongbao must come from the military.

"Zhang Jingkuan!" A middle-aged man took out his credentials from his jacket pocket. "I am Wu Lianqing, Director of the First Office of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Do you know why I am appearing before you?"

Zhang Jingkuan nodded silently, opened his mouth to say something, but not a sound came out.

"Since you know, I won't say much more." Wu Lianqing's expression was very dignified. "I'll leave you a final bit of decency. Get up and come with us."

Zhang Jingkuan's legs went soft, and he tried several times but couldn't stand up.

The middle-aged man winked at the people beside him, and two young men walked over, hoisted Zhang Jingkuan up, and walked out.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Jingkuan's assistant. "You come with us for a trip too."

The assistant had already prepared himself mentally, but upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, his face turned pale instantly.

If Zhang Jingkuan had a problem, how could the assistant not have a problem? In fact, his problems might even be bigger than Zhang Jingkuan's.

It was just noon, the time to get off work, and Zhang Jingkuan and his assistant being taken away was seen by many people.

But most people's expressions didn't seem surprised, which showed that these people had all seen the news.

And those who hadn't seen the news naturally would ask around everywhere, and then someone would stuff the morning paper into these people's hands.

Those who had seen the news in the morning all kept quiet, and the atmosphere felt very oppressive.

Now that Zhang Jingkuan had been taken away, that oppressive atmosphere was like a balloon filled with air being popped.

With a bang, the discussion exploded, and in just a few minutes, the news that Zhang Jingkuan and his assistant had been arrested spread throughout the office building.

Then, with the Construction Bank headquarters as the center point, it spread to the entire Jingcheng.

And with the sale of the evening paper and several other newspapers, by the evening, Zhang Jingkuan's matter was known throughout the city.

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Inside a dance hall in Chaoyang, Kong Xinghua sat on the sofa like a boss, holding the evening paper, reading the news of Zhou Andong reporting Zhang Jingkuan by name, his face full of mockery.

"Idiot, do you really think that by reporting Zhang Jingkuan, you can keep Future Culture?"

Beside him, a middle-aged man holding a cigar, with his hair slicked back and wearing a small vest and lantern pants, burst into laughter.

"Xinghua, Future Culture doesn't amount to much; Yugong Group is the fat meat."

Kong Xinghua grinned hideously. "Brother Kun, once Future Culture is in our hands, next will be Yugong Group. It's just that this piece of meat is too fat; we can't eat it all, but we can definitely drink the first sip of soup."

Brother Kun took a fierce drag of his cigar. "Even if we can only drink soup, we won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of our lives."

Kong Xinghua nodded. "It's just that the price of this sip of soup definitely won't be cheap."

The cigar smoke made his eyes unable to open, so he could only squint slightly.

"The capital I have plus the capital you have should be enough to let us drink our fill."

This guy was named Liang Kun, and he was the biggest boss on the Chaoyang streets, having an extraordinary relationship with the Kong brothers.

Whether it was Kong Xingzhong or Kong Xinghua, whenever they needed to handle some shady matters, it was this guy who did it.

Just before the New Year, this guy saw Jiang Yuyue, who was also there, at the first bar.

He had seen her on TV before and just felt she was beautiful, but he didn't have that many thoughts.

It was just that seeing her in person at the bar that day, he felt she was much more beautiful than on TV, and his little thoughts started to stir.

If he could get this big star, both fame and profit would come, and most importantly, it would be a matter of face.

Then he took his drink and wanted to go over to get to know her, but before he even got to Jiang Yuyue, he was blocked by several bodyguards.

This made him very unhappy, and he lost some face, but he also knew whose bar the first bar was, so he didn't dare act recklessly.

After Jiang Yuyue left the bar, he took more than ten subordinates and chased after her. Then he called out to Jiang Yuyue and asked for her contact information.

Jiang Yuyue just glanced at him indifferently and turned and left, which made him lose a lot of face, especially in front of so many brothers. This guy was suddenly annoyed and wanted to use force.

It was just that what he didn't expect was that something even more face-losing happened: his dozen or so brothers, who were burly and had dragons and phoenixes tattooed on their arms, looked very scary, but in just one encounter, they were knocked down by Jiang Yuyue's bodyguards, and even he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Of course, he couldn't swallow this breath; his head had been beaten into a pig's head, and if it got out, how could he continue to mix in the streets?

The next day, he sent people to find out the office location of Future Culture, which was actually not far from the first bar.

On the third day, he had his capable subordinates take more than thirty people to Future Culture for revenge.

Less than two hours later, he received news that his capable subordinate and more than thirty brothers...

... had all been crippled; either their arms were broken or their legs were broken, and they were in the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, he saw many police cars parked downstairs.

This guy was very vigilant, and seeing this situation, he didn't dare to go in.

But that same night, he was taken away by the police in a private room of this dance hall.

If it weren't for Kong Xingzhong working in the dark, he wouldn't have to think about coming out for three to five years.

But even so, he didn't dispel that thought in his heart; instead, it became even stronger.

His face had been beaten swollen by Jiang Yuyue, and it had become a joke on the streets.

Only by getting Jiang Yuyue into bed could he not only vent the evil in his heart but also regain the lost face.

It was just that this guy had learned to be smart, knowing that those methods of his that were always successful were useless against Jiang Yuyue.

Because Future Culture's security was very tight, and they were all retired soldiers, his subordinates...

... were fine at bullying ordinary people, but if they went up against these retired soldiers, they would only be beaten.

Therefore, this guy incited Zhang Xinghua to forcibly seize Future Culture.

When the time came and he became the boss, wouldn't Jiang Yuyue be at his mercy?

It was just that plans couldn't keep up with changes, and Zhongbao intervened.

Never mind him, even Kong Xinghua couldn't get the shares.

Watching Future Culture being pushed into a corner, in the end, it was all for nothing.

He was very angry and furious, but he could only swallow his broken teeth.

What kind of existence was Zhongbao? If he dared to push, a spit could drown him.

Now hearing Kong Xinghua say that they were still going to move against Yugong Group, this immediately made him excited.

Future Culture was a fart; Yugong Group was the one that tasted good.

In his consciousness, if Zhongbao wanted to take Yugong Group, then they would definitely be able to take it; no one could resist.

So, now this guy started to fantasize in his heart about becoming a shareholder of Yugong Group.

Those people on the streets who were at odds with him would all have to kneel down for him.

"Bang!"

Just as he was fantasizing, the door of the private room was kicked open, and more than ten fully armed police officers rushed in. ===== CHAPTER 1878 =====