"Yes, one is George, and the other one I haven't seen. The one I haven't seen is obviously George's leader." Ah Dao analyzed.

Then it should be Charles.

Zhang Fugui nodded, and then told Ah Dao to continue to be vigilant, including paying attention to any suspicious vehicles around Si Hai Restaurant.

Strangely enough, Charles had met Zhang Fugui, but Zhang Fugui had never met Charles.

Because when Charles met Zhang Fugui, Zhang Fugui’s soul was Li Bai.

So if it left such a deep impression on Charles, Zhang Fugui might not have anything to do with it.

I'm afraid if Zhang Fugui was better-looking, this impression would be even deeper.

It was such an unattractive figure, but exuding a temperament that he could not see through, that made Charles think more and more about Zhang Fugui.

If Zhang Fugui had been present in person and had Mr. Li and Mr. Li with him, I am afraid that Charles would have thought that these two people were just two gangsters, an old man and a young man.

It's like the shocking power a plane gives people will definitely be less than the wings of two planes attached to a car.

This inexplicable sense of inconsistency can always make people think deeply and unconsciously.

After entering the house, Zhang Fugui first greeted Charles according to Li Bai's meticulous memories: "Mr. Cha! Welcome, welcome."

According to Cao Cao's design, Zhang Fugui deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "welcome".

Charles paused for a moment, then replied to Zhang Fugui: "Welcome."

"Old Qiao, I didn't expect you to come too. So, the last time we met... haha, let's not mention it, let's not mention it." Zhang Fugui actually never experienced the scene of the last meeting, so he

Tell it deliberately, and then act like you shouldn't mention it again.

"Mr. Zhang, last time... last time was... just a test." When George saw Zhang Fugui taking the initiative to mention the last meeting, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then explained with some embarrassment.

"Test? How's my score?" Zhang Fugui looked at Charles with a smile.

"If your grades were not good, I'm afraid we wouldn't meet today." Charles replied with a smile, giving his own answer.

"That's good, that's good..." Zhang Fugui was not as reserved as he was when he entertained those people from the old Taoist Yi Ran. Instead, he pretended to be free and easy and sat on the chair, and then suddenly put on a puzzled expression.

"Old Qiao, Mr. Qiao, don't blame me for talking too much. I thought you were a businessman before, but through contact, I found that you are not a simple businessman... So, Mr. Cha, who are you?

?" Zhang Fugui said, and immediately turned to ask Charles.

Charles was originally quietly observing the conversation between Zhang Fugui and George, but unexpectedly the conversation suddenly turned to him.

"I...I am his mentor." Charles was stunned when asked, and his tone was obviously not as confident as before.

"Oh... Taoist priest, that's amazing... Do you also worship the Third Qing Patriarch?" Zhang Fugui asked curiously.

"Mr. Zhang! Don't be rude! Sir Charles is my guide, please be more respectful." George couldn't help it and said directly to Zhang Fugui with dissatisfaction.

"Oh...it turns out he is a knight and not a Taoist...it's my fault, my fault." Although Zhang Fugui didn't know what the foreign knight meant, he quickly apologized.

"It's okay, everyone likes to call me Sir Charles, you can call me that too." Charles couldn't bear the title "Mr. Cha" from Zhang Fugui for a long time.

"Oh...Sir Charles...it's a bit confusing, I'll call you Lord Cha." In order to save trouble, Zhang Fugui changed the name of Charles without authorization.

George was afraid that Charles would be angered by Zhang Fugui, so he quickly said: "Mr. Zhang, you took the so-called evidence from me last time. I hope that the evidence can help you."

"Oh..., wait a moment." After Zhang Fugui said that, he made a phone call, and soon someone sent in a password box.

Then Zhang Fugui opened the lockbox and pushed it in front of George.

George frowned at Zhang Fugui's actions. When the box was opened, he found that it only contained a document bag.

"There are two documents in it, one is about the people Oda Doko arranged for the martial arts competition, and the other is about how much money he has made by using the stadium project... Actually I can't understand it, you can see for yourself.

"

These two documents were given to Zhang Fugui by Xiaotian's only son on his own initiative, in order to gain Zhang Fugui's trust from George and help him find the golden hat as soon as possible.

Of course, Oda Dokko was not a pure fool. He did not hand over everyone in the first document, and the key data in the latter document were also false.

When George heard Zhang Fugui's words, he happily opened the document bag.

As he read the document, George's face became more and more excited.

Originally, he had already picked out a few people arranged by Oda Duzi, but he didn't expect that someone else would slip through the net.

What's even more powerful is the matter of Oda's only son suffering a loss. As long as this matter is confirmed, the people of the foundation will not let him go.

"Okay! That's great! Sir Charles, look at it... the evidence is solid." George quickly handed all the documents to Charles beside him.

After Charles took the documents, he put them back into the lockbox without even looking at them.

"Mr. Zhang, I just saw that you and Taoist Master Yi Ran... seem to be very close." Charles suddenly asked.

"Today is actually just an apology drink..." Zhang Fugui also wanted to tell the origin of the matter.

"Oh? It's just an apology drink... I'm afraid there might be something big going on behind the scenes." Charles said in a joking tone, and after speaking, he stared closely into Zhang Fugui's eyes.

"Behind? What could be behind it? In the end, we are all the same." Zhang Fugui said calmly, and after speaking, he looked at George with a look that you should understand.

The original meaning of Zhang Fugui's words is that what he and Yiran Laodao are doing today is actually to promote the healthy development of traditional martial arts. From a certain perspective, the original intention is consistent with the ostensible purpose of the martial arts conference.

Kind of.

After hearing what Zhang Fugui said, George's face suddenly turned to stone.

Because he understood this matter as Zhang Fugui was comparing George to paying off the judges.

George glanced at Charles awkwardly, and then said unconvinced: "How can the two be confused... There is still a gap."

What George meant was to tell Zhang Fugui, I just bribed a few reviewers, you are the one who got the most out of it today, how can the two of us be compared?

"Hey... there is no distinction between high and low. The main thing is just this thought, and the rest will fall into place, right?" Zhang Fugui thought that the other party was being polite to him, so he continued to be polite.
Chapter completed!