After washing the clothes, Hani went back to the living room, found a cushion, sat on the floor and ate with Yang Xiaobao.
She has a good amount of wine. After drinking half a bottle of red wine, she didn't show any intoxication, but her white face was a little bright red, and she was in a good mood.
Yang Xiaobao is also in a good mood. First, because of Hani's cooking skills, these three dishes are very delicious. Second, because the time to overthrow Meng Yongjie is coming, which is a step closer to the completion of his plan.
They had almost eaten, and there was no news from Kong Mingsheng. Hani suggested, "Xiao Bao, let's drink some more. Otherwise, it would be a bit boring to sit and wait."
Yang Xiaobao agreed, but after looking around, he found that there was no red wine at home, so he could only come back with a bottle of Ili Daqu.
"Can Baijiu be drunk?" Asked Yang Xiaobao.
"I can drink a little." Hanny smiles and takes the bottle.
Although she said she could only drink a little, she poured a full cup for herself and Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao knows very well that his job is to go out and socialize frequently. He has to drink a lot and he is not an opponent.
The two drank slowly. After graduating from University, Hani told us how she could not find a good job in Hong Kong, and how she decided to come to southern Xinjiang for a journey. While Yang Xiaobao gave a brief account of the events in northern Hebei Province, and many important events jumped over.
Contrary to Yang Xiaobao's expectation, after two people finished this bottle of white wine, Han Ni's face turned red and his eyes were blurred. He was obviously a little drunk.
Hanny herself is also very surprised. She knows how much she drinks. Even if she drinks all the wine, there is no problem. Is it because she drinks with Yang Xiaobao that she is so easily drunk today?
The atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous. Hani stood up, put down her hair and said in a soft voice, "Xiao Bao, I'll dance for you. I've practiced in the dance club for four years in college, but after I came out to work, I never had a chance to dance again..."
Yang Xiaobao was hot and dry all over. When he thought about how to use it, he heard what Hani said and had to nod his head.
He was in Tucao, but this ambiguous moment should not be logical enough to go to the next step. She would make complaints about it.
Hani turns on the computer, finds a fast-paced dance music, and then turns her back to Yang Xiaobao. First, she slowly lifts her hair, and then puts it down.
Then, her body wiggled with the music, her hair wiggled, her slim body wiggled like flowing water, and her perfect body curve showed at a glance, especially the white shirt. With her body dancing, she couldn't cover her body, and her black underwear was looming and sexual.
Yang Xiaobao's body is getting hotter and hotter, and his mouth is dry. Now he understands that this dance is the best catalyst for lust.
It's really a high-end way to tease.
He stood up, walked over, and held hannie's waist from behind. His body was close to her hip. As hannie's body continued to twist, his body felt like it was going to explode.
Hani was the same. She felt that Yang Xiaobao's solid muscles and the hard things behind him had already come down, and she was short of breath.
She turned around and hugged Yang Xiaobao tightly, hoping to melt him into her body. Then she squatted slowly and began to pick up Yang Xiaobao's belt.
Yang Xiaobao looked down and saw Hani's beautiful hair, her body in an attractive squatting posture, and her round hips, which were even more attractive
Just when Hani had already zipped Yang Xiaobao's trousers with her slim hands, she heard her mobile phone ring.
They both sighed at the same time, and their faces looked disappointed.
Even so, Hani got up in a hurry and picked up her cell phone, because she knew that the call must have been from Kong Mingsheng.
Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Kong Mingsheng's voice came from there: "Miss Han, I really used international relations for your business. At least I've done it."
"Boss Kong, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner some day." Hanny said with a smile.
"I don't have to eat. I just ask you to say hello in advance if you have something to do in the future. Otherwise, I'll have to die in order to earn this money." Make complaints about Kong Mingsheng.
Hanny had no intention to talk nonsense with him. She just said that if he had something to do in the future, she would try her best to help him, and then hung up the phone.
Then he told Yang Xiaobao: "OK, Xiaobao, the money has been put into Meng Yongjie's overseas account."
Yang Xiaobao nodded with satisfaction, picked up his mobile phone, and informed Xu Xiao that he had caught Meng Yongjie's life gate.
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Meng Yongjie called her overseas account after work. The main reason why he did this was that Lin Fenghui had already called him and told her about the process of meeting Bai Bingbing.
He knew at that time that since this CCTV reporter insisted on investigating Kangcheng company, Lin Fenghui's trouble could not be avoided. He had to find a way out first just in case.
When he heard Lin Fenghui say that he wanted to send someone to kill Yang Xiaobao and Bai Bingbing respectively, Meng Yongjie couldn't say no and didn't say anything.
His idea at that time was that he should never contact this person in the future.
Finally, he reminded Lin Fenghui to check the company's accounts, especially the money exchange with his wife's company.
On the surface, the money is the business relationship between Kangcheng company and Meng Yongjie's wife, but in fact, it is Lin Fenghui who respects Meng Yongjie. If an ordinary accounting company checks the accounts, it won't care too much, but if Yanjing sends someone down to check, it can dig out the truth.
After Lin Fenghui's phone call, he didn't delay at all. He drove to Hani and asked her to transfer all the money she had in Muqi commercial bank to her overseas account.
In the evening, after he sent his overseas account to Hani, he felt a little relieved and drove home.
Meng's wife just came back from the company and asked, "has the business over there been done?"
"Well, Hani said that the underground bank has begun to prepare to remit the money to the account."
Meng's wife asked, "is it really that serious? Who on earth asked CCTV to investigate Kangcheng company? "
Meng Yongjie shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I always suspect that this matter is related to that Yang Xiaobao. Otherwise, it can't be so coincidental... But that female reporter, as if she didn't know Yang Xiaobao, is very puzzling."
After a meal, he said: "anyway, the money has been sent abroad, and the children are also studying abroad. It's a big deal. Let's go directly. The money is enough for the elderly."
Meng's wife sighed: "if you go away, all your hard work in officialdom will be in vain. It's a pity."
"What can we do? We'd better prepare for the worst." Meng Yongjie said lightly.
They had dinner, watched TV for a while, and then went to sleep. But shortly after sleeping, they heard a knock on the door.
Meng Yongjie got up and saw that it was more than midnight. He was on guard and didn't open the door. He asked, "who is it?"
Outside the door came a familiar voice: "director Meng, I'm Tang Wen from the Organization Department of the municipal Party committee. I have something to talk to you about."
Although Meng Yongjie recognized that he was indeed Director Tang of the Organization Department, his doubts have not been eliminated.
In the middle of the night, people from the organization department come to find themselves?
Doubt to doubt, he put on his clothes and opened the door.
However, in addition to Tang Wen, there is also a leader of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, three strange men in suits and shoes, one of whom directly showed the discipline inspection and Supervision Certificate with hammer and sickle on the cover. He said in a loud voice: "Hello, director Meng, I'm Mao Yuquan, director of the third discipline inspection and Supervision Office of the provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Now, there are some things you need to talk about with us."
Meng Yongjie felt like a thunderbolt. He sighed in his heart that what he wanted to come could not escape after all.
He fully understands that this third room of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is dedicated to investigating cases of discipline violations committed by cadres directly under the provincial administration. Generally speaking, it does not show up. When they show up, it shows that the matter is very serious.
When he calmed down, he thought quickly. There was no doubt that there was something wrong with Lin Fenghui. Fortunately, his property had been transferred out. As long as he was not under house arrest by the Discipline Inspection Commission, he had a chance to escape from the country.
But the next second, his hope was broken, and Mao Yuquan said, "director Meng, this conversation takes a long time. You'd better take the washing and changing things with you. It's more convenient."
Meng Yongjie can only promise, and then let his wife to take change clothes, when talking, still can't help winking, meaning, to dredge up the above relationship as soon as possible.
After walking out of the house, Meng Yongjie tentatively asked: "Director Mao, I don't know what kind of things you want to talk to me about?"
"Director Meng, we have discipline. From now on, you have been demoralized. We can only ask you questions, and you can answer truthfully. Otherwise, you'd better not say it." Mao Yuquan said in a deep voice.
Meng Yongjie got into the car, but saw that the car did not go to the direction of the provincial Party committee. Instead, he drove to the west city. He suddenly remembered that next to the veteran cadre convalescent center in the West City, there was a small building belonging to the Discipline Inspection Commission, which specialized in detaining serious cases. He also sent people here to assist in handling cases.
When he entered the small building, he saw that the lights were bright. Several staff members were guarding the door. As soon as Meng Yongjie was brought in, he locked the door.
When he came to a small conference room, Mao Yuquan poured a cup of tea for Meng Yongjie himself, and then said, "director Meng, we call you here to investigate your overseas account with HSBC."
Meng Yongjie just took the teacup. When he heard this, his hands trembled. The teacup had already fallen to the ground and was broken.
It was not Lin Fenghui who had a problem. It was the overseas account. It was over.