Chapter 2829: Still Has Some Shining Points

Tang Lin followed with a hehe laugh: "Major, you're full of flaws from head to toe, but today I have to admit, you still have some shining points."

Qin Zhi nodded vigorously: "Before, I looked down on Major's character, but today I realize I was narrow-minded."

Zhou Andong looked at Zhao Liangping's somewhat dark face and laughed along: "Old Zhao, don't be angry, whether it's Qin Zhi or Zhang Zuo, they're honest folks, plainly speaking, they're just lacking in common sense."

Qin Zhi and Zhang Zuo were still laughing, but upon hearing Zhou Andong's words, their smiles froze instantly, then, as if prearranged, they turned their heads in unison, glaring angrily at Zhou Andong.

"Alright!" Zhou Andong said with a laugh: "Qin Zhi, you now send the list to your third uncle; within two days, I must know whether these people's funds are illegal loans."

Qin Zhi held the list, opened his mouth, very much wanting to retort Zhou Andong twice, but seeing Zhou Andong's smiling, narrowed eyes, he couldn't help but shiver and abandoned the thought wholeheartedly. Forget it, this guy hasn't even handed over the promised Bai Jian Pharmaceutical shares yet, so I'll give him face and not retort.

Qin Zhi walked away with a heavy heart mixed with excitement; the heaviness came from being scolded by Zhou Andong in front of everyone as lacking common sense, while the excitement came from Bai Jian Pharmaceutical's shares already beckoning to him.

You must know, the Bai Jian Pharmaceutical deal is worth several billion; even giving him a one percent share would be several million. Moreover, with Zhang Zuo, Tang Lin, and Nie Wen couple involved, plus Ye Zhen's participation, it's clear Bai Jian Pharmaceutical is absolutely a big piece of fat meat.

Moreover, the most important point: since Zhou Andong is willing to handle this trivial matter, it proves Bai Jian Pharmaceutical's future development potential is enormous, enough to move Zhou Andong, making refusal impossible.

Qin Zhi left the hotel and directly hailed a taxi: "Go to Renxing!"

Over half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the roadside in front of the Renxing Building; Qin Zhi paid the fare, pushed open the door, got out, then jogged into the building.

Qin Zhi's third uncle, Qin Hongbo, was looking down at documents when he heard the knock; without raising his head, he shouted: "Come in!"

The office door was pushed open, and heavy, somewhat hurried footsteps sounded. Upon hearing the footsteps, Qin Hongbo knew it wasn't his secretary; since the secretary hadn't announced, only one person could directly knock and enter: his beloved nephew.

"You weren't going to see Zhou Andong, why are you back so soon?" Qin Hongbo still didn't look up, pen in hand, still scribbling on the documents.

Qin Zhi didn't care what Qin Hongbo was doing; with a slap, he slapped the list onto the desk: "This is the list you wanted."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hongbo immediately raised his head: "You figured it out this quickly?"

Qin Zhi said: "As early as a week ago, Zhou Andong had people start investigating."

"A week?" Qin Hongbo picked up the list: "To uncover everyone behind the scenes in a week—this investigator isn't simple either."

"His name is Zhao Liangping." Qin Zhi said: "I also met him today."

"Zhao Liangping?" Qin Hongbo murmured, then immediately laughed: "Oh, it's him, no wonder."

Zhao Liangping keeps a low profile in life, but after all, he's the nephew of the former deputy class monitor; for someone of Qin Hongbo's level, even if he hasn't met him, he's heard of him.

"Third Uncle!" Qin Zhi asked: "Do you know him?"

"I've heard of him!" Qin Hongbo said with a laugh: "He Jingyuan's nephew."

"No wonder!" Qin Zhi exclaimed in realization: "Then this list definitely won't have problems."

Qin Hongbo looked at the list, his face showing no change. For someone capable of stirring up such a storm to swallow Bai Jian Pharmaceutical, their family background won't be low.

After finishing the list, Qin Hongbo raised his head and asked: "Did Zhou Andong say anything?"

Qin Zhi said: "He said results must be out in two days."

Qin Hongbo nodded: "With this list, we can conduct targeted investigations; it won't take two days—results will be out by tomorrow night."

"Alright!" Qin Zhi said: "I'll go back to the hotel and tell Zhou Andong now."

"Go ahead!" Qin Hongbo said: "These few days, follow Zhou Andong—look more, think more, learn more, speak less."

"I know!" Qin Zhi this time didn't argue with his third uncle, turned around and walked out.

At the same time, Deputy Secretary Zhang Yuntong of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission sat with a grim face behind his desk, while sitting opposite on the sofa was precisely his son, Zhang Yufeng.

"Speak honestly to me—did you participate in the Bai Jian Pharmaceutical matter?"

Zhang Yufeng had a cigarette in his mouth, lounging with legs crossed, carefree; he was just sleeping at home when his old man called him here with a phone call. All the way here, he wondered what urgent matter the old man had to find him for, not even mentioning it on the phone.

"I thought it was something else, why the rush to find me?" Zhang Yufeng took a drag, spoke carelessly: "Getting three percent shares for free—why wouldn't I participate?"

"Free?" Zhang Yuntong laughed angrily: "Even if there's a pie falling from the sky in this world, it wouldn't smash onto your head, Zhang Yufeng."

Zhang Yufeng said indignantly: "This time it hit right on target—three percent shares smashed onto my head."

"I smashed even more accurately!" Zhang Yuntong, furious, his hands trembling, grabbed the ashtray and hurled it at Zhang Yufeng's head. As a reflex, he tilted his head; the ashtray brushed past his ear and flew past, bang! —it smashed into the wall behind, glass shards and ash flying and splattering onto Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng jumped up in fright, then started frantically patting himself down, while still dissatisfied, he said: "Dad, I'm responsible for carrying on the old Zhang family line; if you beat me to death, the old Zhang family line ends."

Zhang Yuntong shouted angrily: "I'm not even fifty yet; if I beat you to death, I can still have more—better than dying together with you."

"Dad, must you be so exaggerated?" Zhang Yufeng said dissatisfied: "The Bai Jian Pharmaceutical matter is being pushed by Wu Shao; what do you have to fear?"

Zhang Yuntong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his inner anger: "Do you know Zhou Andong bought the twenty percent shares from Shen Wenli's wife? The Jingcheng clan juniors Zhou Andong dragged onto the war chariot, preparing to fight Wu Hui, to seize Bai Jian Pharmaceutical."

"Cut it!" Zhang Yufeng said disdainfully: "Zhou Andong just has a few bucks; he's nothing. Wait and see—his twenty percent shares in hand will have to be handed over obediently."

"You damn..." Zhang Yuntong, furious, exploded in vulgarities, grabbed the folder in front of him and hurled it again at Zhang Yufeng: "The three words 'Zhou Andong' falling from the sky could blast a five-meter-deep pit; my bones and yours would be smashed to pieces—who gave you the guts to look down on him?"