Chapter 2405: Are You Looking Down on Me?

Yu Xiangjun took his men and left. Fang Hongbin came back yawning. He had just fallen asleep on the folding steel wire bed when he was awakened by a knock on the door. He was already sleep-deprived, and being woken up just after falling asleep, let alone how uncomfortable that was.

As soon as he entered, seeing Wen Sancao, who was half-dead, made him furious. Damn it, Yu Xiangjun came for less than three hours and you confessed. I spent three days here, and you, this dog thing, have been playing tai chi the whole time. Do you really think I'm a vegetarian?

Fang Hongbin walked behind Wen Sancao, first took a deep breath, then slowly raised his right hand, then gritted his teeth, used all his strength to jump up, and with the help of the huge impact generated by his own falling, swung his palm high and slapped it fiercely on Wen Sancao's bald head.

This sudden slap could be described as crisp and pleasant, hitting Wen Sancao off guard. His head felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, leaning forward violently, then sliding off the chair, and with a "putong" sound, he knelt on the ground, his head stuck to the ground without moving.

Wen Sancao's three souls and seven spirits seemed to have left his body, completely losing consciousness. Gradually, five bright red blood marks appeared on this guy's shiny bald head.

"Chief!" Old Liu came to Wen Sancao, squatted down and looked: "With this slap, won't you slap him to death?"

"How is that possible!" Fang Hongbin said unhappily: "If I could slap Wen Sancao to death with one slap, could I still be a small police station chief?"

At this time, a groan came from Wen Sancao's mouth. As his consciousness gradually recovered, this guy felt dizzy, the whole world was spinning, and his stomach was churning, but he couldn't vomit.

After another ten minutes or so, Wen Sancao finally came back to life. Looking at Fang Hongbin, his eyes were full of confusion because he didn't know why he was beaten.

"Damn it!" Fang Hongbin cursed: "Wen Sancao, I spent three days with you, and you've been playing tai chi with me the whole time. Yu Xiangjun only came for three hours, and you damn well confessed everything you should have. How about it, are you looking down on me, Fang Hongbin?"

Wen Sancao wanted to cry. Was it that he didn't want to say it? The rape-murder case from six years ago had nothing to do with him. If it had anything to do with him, it was that he brought Yin Mingxing to Scarface's place.

Therefore, if he insisted on not saying it, that would be severe punishment, plus Scarface's framing, he would die very miserably. If he honestly confessed everything, not only could he clear himself, but he would also have meritorious service and the possibility of a lighter sentence. Even a fool would know how to choose. But smuggling was different; he really participated, and admitting it could mean losing his head.

Wen Sancao raised his handcuffed hands and rubbed his head hard: "Chief Fang, I've confessed everything I should have. What else do you want me to say?"

Fang Hongbin sneered: "Don't talk nonsense with me. I tell you, Hong Jinyan has already started to confess. You say, will she bite you?"

Wen Sancao's heart tightened. At this time, he heard Fang Hongbin continue: "If you confess honestly now, it's still not too late. Once Hong Jinyan confesses everything clearly, and news comes from Longjiang Province, you won't have any chance at all. When you get to court, it will be severe punishment, and you won't be able to escape a bullet."

"Pa pa pa..."

The interrogation room door was knocked. Old Liu turned to open the door and saw it was his colleague Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, why are you here?"

Xiao Feng handed the document in his hand to Old Liu: "Brother Liu, this is the fax sent from Longjiang Province. The Liu Zhiguan smuggling gang has already confessed."

Old Liu's eyes lit up, and Fang Hongbin laughed: "Wen Liang, this is your last chance. If you still resist, I will give up interrogating you.

Also, I have another piece of good news to tell you. The "Strike Hard" campaign is about to begin. If you are sentenced before the "Strike Hard" campaign, you still have a chance to survive. If it drags on until the "Strike Hard" campaign begins, even without the smuggling case, based on the harmful things you've done, it's a dead end."

Fang Hongbin took the document bag handed over by Old Liu, opened it, and took out the document inside. There were more than ten pages, not very thick. Then he started to read, and the interrogation room suddenly fell into a terrible silence.

Wen Sancao stared at the document Fang Hongbin was reading. He felt his throat itching, wanting to cough but not daring to, and could only keep swallowing saliva.

After about half an hour, Fang Hongbin closed the document and looked at Wen Sancao: "Wen Liang, Liu Zhiguan has already confessed. He gave you a deposit of 200,000 US dollars, promising that after the clothing is smuggled to Russia, he will give you 50% of the profit, and settle in US dollars, right?"

As soon as Wen Sancao heard this, he knew that the document in Fang Hongbin's hand was not fake, and he collapsed like a deflated ball, his originally straight waist sagging.

"I confess..."

Fang Hongbin laughed and waved his hand: "Old Liu, record it."

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At 4:30 in the afternoon, the first day of the symposium ended. The big shots walked off the stage, chatted with Zhou Andong for two sentences, and then left in a hurry with their people.

Those who didn't have a chance to meet Zhou Andong at noon all swarmed up, and even Liu Xiangchun didn't escape.

Looking at Zhou Andong surrounded by the crowd, Lian Xiangzhi, standing on the periphery, snorted coldly, flicked his arm, and turned to leave.

Lian Xiangzhi was also followed by many people. Seeing him leave, some followed, while others hesitated for a moment, then took out business cards from their briefcases and squeezed into the crowd surrounding Zhou Andong.

After about twenty minutes, Zhou Andong and Liu Xiangchun finally broke free, and each of them held a thick stack of business cards. Especially Zhou Andong, who had even more business cards in his hand, not two hundred, but at least one hundred fifty or sixty.

"Hu!" Out of the conference hall, Zhou Andong stood outside, took a cigarette from his pocket and threw it to Liu Xiangchun, then lit one for himself, and then exhaled a long breath.

Liu Xiangchun said with a smile: "I borrowed your light today, Andong, and also collected quite a few business cards."

"Forget it!" Zhou Andong said unhappily: "You are the richest man for three consecutive years. Usually, if people want to see you, they definitely can't. Taking the opportunity of the symposium to give you a business card is too normal."

The two were chatting when Cao Zhenyu, Director of the Township Enterprise Bureau, and Wang Maoqun and Ma Xianli from Haier came over, and there were several other people beside them. They were exactly the few people they bumped into in the lobby on the first floor of the Jinwan Hotel last night.

Zhou Andong greeted them one by one. Compared to last night, everyone was much more familiar, and naturally, they spoke much more casually.

Cao Zhenyu looked at Zhou Andong and joked: "Factory Director Zhou, everyone is a guest from afar. Originally, I should be the host, but I am just an ordinary civil servant serving the people and have no money to treat guests. So, this host's duty can only be done by you. Where to go for a drink, you choose the place, and we will follow."

"No problem!" Zhou Andong agreed very readily: "The first bar, at Houhai, you go first. There are two friends who haven't come out yet, I'll wait for them."

Wang Maoqun said: "Besides the reporters packing up equipment, there is no one else."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "My two friends are reporters."

"Andong!" Ye Zhen came out of the restroom in the corridor. Seeing Zhou Andong and the others standing at the door of the conference hall and not leaving yet, she walked over quickly: "Are you going out for a drink together?"

Cao Zhenyu aimed his gaze at Ye Zhen and Zhou Andong, then said: "Comrade Ye Zhen, if there is nothing to do, go out for a drink together?"

Ye Zhen wanted to refuse, but her mouth was faster than her brain: "Okay, there is nothing to do tonight, I will go out for a few drinks with you." ===== CHAPTER 2406 =====