The river is about to burn the mountain

At noon a few days later, Jiang Zhan attended the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the opening of the resort hotel invested by Lijiang in S city.

The five-star resort hotel is located in the Moshan Scenic Area, more than 100 kilometers westward from the edge of City S, with valleys and streams, and beautiful mountains and clear waters. It can be regarded as a small paradise located around the bustling first-tier cities.

Moshan Scenic Area has never been well-known in the past. Lijiang Real Estate's high-end resort hotel brand, Rongyue Villa, won the land with a generous bid at the auction. At first, it was only because Jiang Zhan had just taken over the business from VK. It is urgent to wash a large sum of money in a short period of time.

It was originally a "stable compensation" business, but who knew that a small crew filmed a scene here a while ago, and once the TV series was released, the response was so popular that even the Moshan Scenic Area was followed by chickens and dogs.

The huge and fanatical fan base effect directly brought this remote small scenic spot to the hot searches frequently. Fans who came to the scenic spot to check in and nostalgia flocked to it, and the traffic jam on the Moshan Highway for more than four hours was on the news more than once.

Today's ribbon-cutting ceremony hotel also invited the leading actors of the crew. The strong celebrity traffic made this commercial ribbon-cutting ceremony a large-scale red carpet scene.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the industry's most authoritative financial magazine made an appointment for an exclusive interview with Jiang Zhan a few days ago.

After all, this year's annual financial report has been released, and the authoritative magazine "Finance and Economics" selected the two most sensational real estate cases in the real estate circle, all from Lijiang Group.In City A and City S, two super first-tier cities simultaneously won the CBD Huanmao case. The outside world is full of curiosity and speculation about this "too" young but seemingly courageous chairman. It was listed in the United States, but it was picked out that the real estate group that invested in Saipan and other foreign resort hotels a few years ago was full of doubts.

After dealing with it all morning, Jiang Zhan looked tired.

He has been in S City recently, and he couldn't sleep well without Ji Qiuhan to accompany him.

Yi Qian was still working as a press spokesperson, and was surrounded by reporters with long guns and short guns, asking Lijiang Group whether it could keep up with the capital chain in such a drastic advance in the real estate industry recently, and whether there was blindness in the current economic downturn expansion and so on.

Yi Qian glanced at the door. He knew that Jiang Zhan hadn't had a good rest in the past two days, so he pulled Secretary Sun to face the wind and ran up to catch up with Jiang Zhan.

"Brother, the trip to City S is over, do you want to go back now?"

Jiang Zhan opened the curtains in the corridor and looked down. From the entrance of the hotel, there were groups of fans holding banners, until the driveway down the mountain was blocked by crowded vehicles from both directions.

He felt quite a headache, and said, "Forget it, I'm stuck on the road now, I'll go back to my room for a rest, and let Sun Zheng go through their draft before sending it out."

Yi Qian nodded, "Got it", and asked: "Then I'll have someone deliver my lunch to my brother later, what do I want to eat, Western food or Chinese food?"

Jiang Zhan waved his hand and said it's a deal, and went back to his suite.

In the room, Jiang Zhan had just come out of the shower, the hair hanging on his forehead was still wet and still dripping, Zhou Yu called, Jiang Zhan picked up the phone, and heard the other side say,

Qineit committed suicide.

Qineit was the scapegoat released by the original agent Mr. W when he and Zhou Yu were talking about the money laundering agency in Asia with the multinational group VK. After the trip to the public sea, he was taken back by Zhou Yu and detained.

After he and Zhou Yu joined forces to become the Asian agent of VK's global money laundering business, they relied on the customer information pried out of Qineit's mouth to use the "prestige" of Jiang and Zhou's two companies to operate underground with a number of financial companies established overseas. Now every day, tens of millions and hundreds of millions of shady funds are constantly being washed in countless domestic and overseas accounts, and finally washed into real gold and silver that can flow on the table.

But even so, it has to be said that this scale is only half of what Mr. W was at that time.

After all, those core customers, even Qineit who has been with Mr.W for ten years, Mr.W is also on guard against letting him know.

Jiang Zhan threw down the towel and sat down at the end of the bed, "Why did he die? Didn't you send someone to watch him in the hospital?"

Mr. W's whereabouts have been in doubt since the accident. No one knows how many big clients he has accumulated over the years.Jiang Zhan was worried that if he found backing again during his escape and wanted to use the information in his hand to make a comeback behind his back... then it would be too tricky to deal with it passively.

And with Qineit, at least he has grasped half of Mr. W's handle, preventing him from acting rashly.

Of course Zhou Yu also knew the stakes brought by Qineit's death.

"Abdominal cavity infection. No matter how many people I sent to watch him, they couldn't stop him from stuffing feces in his mouth. The inside of the abdominal cavity was completely rotted, and it was useless to rescue him overnight."

When his subordinates informed Qineit that he was dying last night, Zhou Yu drove from Song Yue's place to the hospital where he was held in the middle of the night.In the spacious and quiet VIP ward, Qineit had already been tormented by the previous rounds of interrogation, and his whole body exuded a shriveled, rotten stench of dying.

Zhou Yu kept his life alive at the speed of burning money on the bills of the private hospital every day, but there was only one requirement: to be able to breathe, and to be able to be a pawn to threaten Mr. W.And from last night when the nurse found it until it was rescued all night, this chess piece was finally powerless and became a dead chess piece that was completely useless.

Zhou Yu said on the phone that he was checking the people in the hospital and told him to be more careful recently.

Jiang Zhan lay back with the phone next to his ear, but he didn't seem to care much about this reminder. It has been almost a year since Mr. W was kicked from his position by them.

After hanging up Zhou Yu's phone, Jiang Zhan got up and walked around behind the table, took out a white medicine box from the drawer, opened it, took out two pills and drank it with water, then rubbed the medicine box into the cigarette case, Just threw it in the trash.

At home, I was afraid that Ji Qiuhan would find out, and when I was out, I was afraid that Yi Qian would find out, but as the end of the year was approaching, there were so many affairs that he was secretly required to attend. In Jiang Zhan's eyes, the price of not being able to have a good rest all night was far greater than the price of taking a few medicines.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Zhan fell asleep for a long time. When he woke up, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and Yi Qian didn't bother him.

Jiang Zhan glanced at his watch before he got up and opened the curtains. It was dark early in winter, and the road down the mountain in the distance was finally empty. He called Yi Qian and said that he was ready to go back by car.

At the entrance of the hotel, Jiang Zhan got into the car. The hotel manager and his subordinates stood respectfully on both sides, seeing off the behind-the-scenes big boss who was said to have a net worth of over [-] million at birth and holds the power to turn clouds and rain in his hands.

On the way back, Secretary Sun drove the car, Yi Qian sat in the co-pilot, Jiang Zhan sat in the back row with his legs folded and relaxed, looked out the window at the gradually darkening skyline, and told Sun Zheng in front to drive faster.

Yi Qian in front turned around and said, "Brother, is he in a hurry to go home for dinner? Also..."

He winked at Sun Zheng who was driving next to him and said: "After all, I can't wait to put Brother Ji in my pocket, so I can rest assured that I carry it close to my body every day."

Jiang Zhan picked up the thick real estate magazine next to him and threw it over.

Yi Qian accepted it with a smile, probably because the recent busy and tight work schedule can finally come to an end temporarily, and the drive back will take at least two and a half hours, so the atmosphere in the car is rare and relaxed.

"Azheng hasn't met Brother Ji yet, has he?"

Secretary Sun's full name is Sun Zheng, and he nodded: "I haven't returned to the branch office in S City this year, but I heard from Xu Lang that...Brother Jiang has found a very good lover."

When Secretary Sun laughed, the shallow dimple on one side of his cheek showed that he was a little shy. He was recruited by Jiang Zhan as soon as he graduated from the law department of Zhongzheng Trump, and he was in charge of the legal affairs of the Lijiang branch under Yi Qian. I have followed Jiang Zhan for almost seven years.

Jiang Zhan suddenly remembered and asked, "Ah Zheng, I remember last year's annual meeting, you seemed to bring your boyfriend with you, how are you doing now?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Secretary Sun shook his head slightly: "It's still the same... Brother Jiang, he is the only child, and the family disagrees,"

Jiang Zhan frowned when he heard that: "Aren't you two together since college? It's been so many years, and his parents still don't agree?"

Secretary Sun nodded: "Well...he is very filial to his parents..."

"Brother, that boyfriend of his is using Ah Zheng as a wasteful cash machine," Yi Qian glanced at his wrist on the steering wheel, "Ah Zheng's watch is either out of season or his boyfriend got tired of wearing it and eliminated it. Yes, and this suit of clothes. The amount approved for you each year is enough for you to make four or five suits. You only wear two sets of them every day. That man doesn’t earn a penny. It’s not polite to ask Ah Zheng for money. ...,"

"Yi Qian." Jiang Zhan said.

Yi Qian, who was complaining in the passenger seat, had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and shut up.

Although Jiang Zhan seldom intervened in the personal affairs of his subordinates, he has always treated his subordinates with very good conditions, not to mention that these are all confidantes he single-handedly promoted.

Jiang Zhan said to Sun Zheng that you decide your own affairs, but if you have something to say, his promise has always been heavy enough. After Secretary Sun thanked Brother Jiang gratefully, Jiang Zhan leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.

In the winter night, the temperature outside was close to zero. The speed of the black Bentley was not slow, but it was driving smoothly and kept going up the elevated road.

And at this moment, suddenly!

The black car that was driving at a steady speed seemed to be in a hurry to avoid something. Secretary Sun's pupils in front of him shrank suddenly, and his men turned the steering wheel sharply.

Within a second, Jiang Zhan in the back row was almost thrown into the air by an irresistible powerful inertia. The time in his ears seemed to be pierced by the huge and harsh sound of tires rubbing against the road. Dongdang—sound",

Under the night, the industrial steel bars that were not tied tightly on a large truck in front were loosening and falling off one by one under the vibration...

"Brother!!! Get down!!!"

Yi Qian's pupils were frightened when he turned his head. He roared, pulled off his seat belt almost in an instant, blocked Jiang Zhan backwards, grabbed Jiang Zhan's shoulder with one hand and pulled him to his left side with all his strength.

And right in front of the windshield, a steel bar that was out of control under high-speed inertia was flying towards it.