Official Career Storm Chapter 195

On the phone, Director Qin had a tone that clearly indicated a sigh of relief.

If it were an accident, Director Qin shouldn’t be relieved, but rather anxious.

Because the timing of this car accident was too sensitive, it could lead people to suspect him.

Yet he showed no signs of the nervousness that suspicion would normally warrant, instead, he was relaxed.

Why was he relaxed?

It’s simple, Zhang Xiaoming was dead, and any leads to him were now broken.

All the bla was being carried by this dead man.

"Ruthless!"

Song Guanchao sneered inwardly.

He truly hadn’t expected Director Qin to be so decisive.

A precinct chief, discarded without a second thought, without any hesitation.

Moreover, this car accident had not a single flaw discovered.

The guilty driver had been driving normally, and although it resulted in death, he wouldn’t go to prison as long as the compensation was settled.

This matter was basically concluded.

"Zhang Xiaoming is dead," Song Guanchao casually said.

"Ah?" Wu Yun exclaid, surprised, "Didn’t they save him?"

"No."

"I heard he was hit running a red light, and as a director, he still runs red lights—he has no sense of traffic at all."

"It’s exactly because he was a director that he dared to ignore traffic laws."

Song Guanchao smiled, then suddenly realized why Director Qin dared to eliminate Zhang Xiaoming in this way.

Zhang Xiaoming probably behaved the sa way in his daily life, ignoring traffic lights and regulations.

If he had followed traffic rules at all, he wouldn’t have been so easily eliminated by Director Qin.

After dinner, Song Guanchao contacted Liang Hao.

"Brother Liang, are you familiar with Mr. Chen from Fengjiang District?"

"Not really. Why, you want to et him?"

"I need to talk to him about sothing, give his number."

"Do you need to co with you?"

"No... it’s fine, just help make an appointnt."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"Okay, co to the teahouse."

Half an hour later, Song Guanchao arrived at the teahouse.

This was Liang Hao’s usual place for eting people, a private and safe spot for him.

Upon entering the teahouse, he saw Liang Hui sitting by a tea table on the first floor, her hand propping up her chin, sowhat boredly rinsing a crocodile ornant on the tea table with warm water.

He walked over and nonchalantly sat opposite her.

Liang Hui looked up, just about to look away, but when she saw it was Song Guanchao, she imdiately perked up.

"Brother Song, what brings you here?"

"I have an appointnt with your brother." Song Guanchao noticed the crocodile ornant moving.

He was startled. "Is that a real crocodile?"

"Yes, it’s a tea pet."

Liang Hui reached out with her bare hand and, under Song Guanchao’s stunned gaze, grabbed the little crocodile.

His eyelids twitched violently; he really couldn’t associate crocodiles with brewing tea.

Has tea drinking gotten this wild these days?

"Isn’t it cute?"

Liang Hui extended the small crocodile towards him.

Song Guanchao took it in his hands and toyed with it, clicking his tongue, "Kind of interesting."

Then he asked, "Do you spend your ti here regularly?"

"Yes."

"This teahouse, is it yours?"

"No," Liang Hui said, smiling and shaking her head.

Song Guanchao also nodded, understanding her aning.

The legal representative and shareholders of the tea house definitely aren’t her, but the actual controller must certainly be her.

Liang Hao had done this very well.

No matter how you investigated, even if you called over the industry and comrce and tax authorities, he was completely clean.

Even his sister, or even his relatives, were all clean.

Though Liang Hao was only a Vice Mayor, he was an absolute expert in this area, and he was quick-witted and intelligent, knowing how to minimize risk.

Even Song Guanchao suspected that those companies under his actual control or the properties he owned, would be fine even if investigated.

A clever person would legalize everything, not fearing anyone’s investigation.

Even if you knew there were issues, you couldn’t find a single legal loophole.

Suddenly curious, he asked, "How did your brother get this money?"

Liang Hui shook her head, "I don’t know."

As soon as Song Guanchao asked, he regretted it. The question was a bit over the line.

They weren’t that close yet.

At that mont, Liang Hao ca in.

"Little brother, when did you get here?"

He ca over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Liang Hui said, "Brother Song asked how you got your money."

"Ah?"

Liang Hao’s smile stiffened, and Song Guanchao’s face was full of embarrassnt. Was this girl really naive or pretending to be?

Just saying that outright?

"It was just a casual question."

He explained, "You’ve heard about Hui Po Company’s issue, Brother Liang, haven’t you?"

"I’ve heard."

"Director Zhang was dirty, he’s been investigated, the city bureau has already filed a case, but he’s already dead, so filing a case or not doesn’t really matter."

Liang Hao scoffed, "With his thods, it would be strange if he wasn’t investigated."

"Even an outsider like knows Hui Po Company’s legal representative is his mistress, and the shareholders are Director Qin’s cousin."

"A person with intentions need only investigate a bit to find even more."

"They just rely on their positions to be so unscrupulous. But they never consider what would happen if the political climate in Lingjiang changes and they beco targets!"

Song Guanchao nodded; clearly, Liang Hao had considered this more thoroughly.

He grew even more curious about how exactly Liang Hao did it.

Seemingly noticing Song Guanchao’s curiosity, Liang Hao smiled and said, "You want to know what I would do if I were in their shoes?"

"Yes."

"It’s actually very simple; let give you a very simple example."

"Secretary Sun, you know him, right?"

"I know."

"He has five million yuan, bright and clear, in his bank account. Guess how he got that money?"

Bright and clear?

Song Guanchao shook his head; he couldn’t figure it out.

Liang Hao explained, "A few years ago, Da Yuan Real Estate had a new building launch, it was cheap at the ti, only eleven thousand per square ter, Secretary Sun booked a set."

"When it was ti to hand over the apartnt, Secretary Sun suddenly found that the developer had sold the sa apartnt to multiple people, so he sued the developer."

"At that ti, the purchase contract stated that if the developer breached the contract, they would have to compensate five tis the total price of the house, which is five million."

At this point, Liang Hao asked, "Understand?"

Song Guanchao suddenly understood and exclaid, "What a clever sche!"

Liang Hao said, "As long as soone wants to bribe, there’s always a way, and it’s always flawless."

Indeed, it was flawless.

The developer’s selling the sa apartnt to multiple people was a clear breach, and the contract specified the compensation amount.

Moreover, a lawsuit was fought, and the developer admitted the penalty.

That five million was compensation money, clean and clear.

"There are bigger cases; so people just go to the antique market, pick sothing up, and flip it for tens or hundreds of millions."

Liang Hao shook his head, "But this kind of ga is too conspicuous, too big, and I wouldn’t dare."

He tapped on the table, "The legal representative of this tea house is my friend, the shareholders are my friends as well, and my sister works here with a monthly salary that isn’t high, just over ten thousand yuan."

"But my relatives sell tea leaves, this tea house is a chain, and every year they need to buy a large quantity of tea leaves. My relatives’ tea is of good quality and taste, so they’ve signed a ten-year supply contract."

Liang Hui looked at her brother in surprise, not understanding why he was sharing this with Song Guanchao.

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