The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

"I remember that City C just experienced a round of officialdom earthquake. Director Song is so courageous to commit crimes against the odds!"

Director Song played with the tea cup in his hand, and when he heard Ji Lengming's sarcastic words, his face instantly turned cold.

"What does it mean to commit a crime against the wind?! Don't think that you just learned a word and just apply it to people at will!"

"I have a clean financial background and a clean work style. Three waves of people from the Discipline Inspection Commission came to investigate, but they didn't find anything wrong with me."

"How come you committed a crime against the wind when it came into your mouth?!"

"Children, ignorance is the original sin. Learn more!"

Not found out ≠ You are fine.

It can only be said that corruption has become more secretive.

Ji Lengming said in his heart.

In order to continue to repeat Director Song's words, Ji Lengming chose to apologize with a smile.

"It's because I didn't speak carefully, I'm young, I'm new to Vanity Fair, and I don't feel comfortable with it. Please give Director Song a lesson!"

Director Song smiled disdainfully.

He picked up a bottle of wine on the table.

"Since you asked me to teach you, the first lesson is to teach you how to apologize. You must learn it well!"

After saying that, he poured Ji Lengming a full glass of white wine.

Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu looked at the glass of wine with fear.

Zhao Lehu stood up with a smile: "Director Song, how about this cup..."

Ji Lengming blocked it.

"This is the wine I used to apologize to Director Song, how could you drink it!"

Then he drank it all without hesitation.

This move greatly pleased the other party.

Director Song quickly clapped his hands and applauded.

The unhappiness they had just caused quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the waiter hadn't left yet, Director Song began to think about the mother tree Dahongpao again.

Ji Lengming saw his intention and quickly stopped him.

"This tea...should I wait until the appropriation is received before I treat you to a drink?"

The words are full of implications.

"As long as Director Song is on my side, I can drink as much tea as I want from this cup!"

The other party looked at Ji Lengming seriously, doubtful.

After thinking for a short time, I felt that what this young man said was also true.

"Okay, I'll let you go this time!"

Immediately, I took a look at the menu and ordered a pot of tea worth 9800.

"Hey, ordinary tea is really tasteless when you drink it. I'm reluctant to try it. Try Longjing tea!"

Ji Lengming's heart was bleeding.

He usually spends only a few dozen yuan a day, basically only on eating, buying daily necessities and books. Suddenly he spent tens of thousands of yuan, as if he was going bankrupt.

I immediately made another note for Director Song in the small notebook.

Tea and hot dishes were served one after another.

It’s a nice atmosphere to chat about homely gossip.

Ji Lengming was drunk a lot of wine. It was not obvious on the surface, but in fact his head was starting to feel dizzy.

Before the drunkenness had completely taken over, I quickly asked about serious matters.

"Director Song, look, you have eaten and drank. This appropriation note..."

Director Song touched his belly, the smile on his face not diminishing. It was obvious that he had enjoyed the meal quite comfortably.

He speaks bluntly.

"If you apply for 300 billion special funds, I can't approve it, but I can grant you 200 billion."

Ji Lengming immediately asked: "Why can't it be approved for 300 billion, but can be approved for 200 billion?"

Director Song's smile was a bit cunning.

"Your wafer fab is a high-quality investment project. Others are not optimistic about your project, but I think it is going to work."

"Although the initial investment is large, it will definitely be paid back in the later period. What's more, no one in China pays attention to this matter yet. You are the first to eat crabs."

He stopped on purpose.

“As long as the project is launched and supported by the state, it will only happen sooner or later when it becomes bigger and stronger.”

"It's just that I can only declare 200 billion for you."

"For the other money, you need loans and financing. You can't... let the state pay all the expenses for you!"

Ji Lengming also thought about financing.

He is considered a semi-celebrity himself. As long as he is embarrassed and willing to take risks, even if the public thinks that engaging in semiconductors is a loss-making business, he can fool a group of people into giving him money.

But the state has already allocated special funds, so why should we continue to attract investment?

If you take other people's money, you must listen to the shareholders and be angry with them.

Ji Lengming didn't want to leave his fate in the hands of others.

But when I heard Director Song take the initiative to mention 'loan' and 'financing', I couldn't help but feel moved.

This person definitely didn't mean to save money for the country when he said this.

Eighty percent of it is related to his corruption pattern.

So I took the initiative to ask: "What does a loan mean? How does financing work?"

Director Song cast a meaningful look at Ji Lengming.

"Twenty billion is certainly not free."

"The extra 100 billion you need, you have to borrow and finance."

"However, you need to get a loan from the bank I designate, and let several companies I designate buy shares in your fab."

Ji Lengming understood instantly.

This man swore that he would not accept cash, and there were no funds from unknown sources in his name. Every expense and bill could withstand scrutiny. He even threatened that even if the Discipline Inspection Commission came to check him a hundred times, he would not be able to check it. There's something wrong with him'.

It turns out that the purpose of making money is achieved by manipulating "shadow companies".

This is a big case. If you dig a little deeper, you can probably find out a lot.

After enduring it all night, he spent tens of thousands of dollars, threatening him, blackmailing him, and pliing him with liquor.

It’s not too much to send this person to jail, right? !

Ji Leng was always polite to Director Song on the surface, but in fact, he was thinking about where to start digging the grave.

The 'shadow company' must be controlled by Director Song's cronies, including his wife, brother-in-law, brother and younger brother.

If you pick apart these people one by one, you will definitely be able to get to the core.

Director Song didn't know what Ji Lengming was thinking.

After all, he is just a 20-year-old young man who looks harmless to humans and animals. He is inexperienced, fledgling and has no background. He is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. A few words can scare him.

"Next time you try again, I'll introduce you to the bank president and future shareholders!"

"Xiao Ji, you have to believe me. Knowing them will definitely only benefit you, and there will be no harm!"

Ji Lengming's drunkenness started to take over, and his consciousness was a little confused.

But still nodded.

-

After finishing the meal, it was almost midnight.

Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu didn't drink much, and they drank well, so it didn't have any impact.

Ji Lengming was in a worse situation. He was constantly being drunk by Director Song, and was toasted by the secretary and assistant in turns. He almost fell down from drinking.

The drunk Ji Lengming was very obedient and did not make any noise or make any noise, allowing Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu to carry him out of Jinfeng Tower.

All three of them were drunk and unable to drive, so they called for a substitute driver.

Sun Biao's original intention was to take Boss Ji back to their residence, but Zhao Lehu refused.

Zhao Lehu: "Our house is extremely dirty, and my boss loves to be clean. Are you sure there is a place for him to lie down?"

Sun Biao was speechless.

He reported the address of Ji Lengming's residence.

The urban village is some distance away from Jinfeng Tower.

It took the car four and ten minutes to reach the destination.

When we arrived at the alley of the urban village, it was already past 12 o'clock.

Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu were not tired, and dragged Ji Lengming slowly towards his rental house.

However, when passing by Ji Lengming's house next door, Sun Biao suddenly felt a chill in his head.

"I remember...the boss's neighbor was bought by Miss Wen, right?"

Zhao Lehu replied nonchalantly: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Sun Biao stopped.

The finger points to Wenwan's house.

"Look, are the lights in that house on?"

Zhao Lehu took a look and realized it was true.

When the lights come on in the old house, it means it's either haunted or the owner is back.

And the latter is definitely scarier than being haunted!

Sun Biao acted quickly.

"Quick, move gently, we will go over quietly, we must not let Wen Wan find out that the boss is drunk!"

His voice has not yet fallen.

The door to the Wenwan courtyard opened with a click.

A young girl folded her hands on her chest and leaned against the door frame, looking coldly at the two people and the drunk man under the street lamp.

"Where are you going quietly?"

"Do you really think I'm dead?"

As he said that, his eyes were fixed on Ji Lengming, who was soft-handed and had drunk all his alcohol.