After all, it was hundreds of millions of funds, and it was just handed over to Zhang Fugui. Feng Changxia must be lying if she said she was not worried.

"Team leader Feng, don't worry, I promise to complete the task!" Zhang Fugui patted the pocket containing the gold card and solemnly promised Feng Changxia.

"Do you have any other questions?" After two large bowls of noodles, Feng Changxia was obviously much more energetic.

"have."

"What's the problem?" Feng Changxia asked patiently.

"What's my next task?"

Only then did Feng Changxia notice that she only handed the laundered money to Zhang Fugui, but did not give any orders to Zhang Fugui.

Of course, Zhang Fugui had communicated with Cao Cao in private, but after Cao Cao's reminder, Zhang Fugui decided to handle the whole thing according to Feng Changxia's thinking, so as to avoid any conflicts between himself and Feng Changxia.

some contradictions.

"Well...actually it's still the original general direction. There are two things at the moment. First, according to the investigation, Zhao Liang should still have nearly 10 billion in funds in his hands. Some of these funds may even have been laundered. You

You need to collect good intelligence, and then it's best to let Zhao Liang hand over the rest of the money to you. Secondly, continue to drive a wedge between George and Xiaotian's only son, and it's best to let them fight to the death." Regarding the former, Feng Changxia didn't have much embarrassment.

place, but Feng Changxia did feel a little difficult to deal with George and Xiaotian's only son.

Different from Zhao Liang, these two people entered the country in the name of investment, and the current evidence can prove that these two people actually invested in many projects.

So to catch Zhao Liang, all you need to do is catch someone and get the stolen goods, but you have to be extremely careful when it comes to George and Xiaotian's only son. You must not make a move without complete preparations.

"I understand, just add someone close to Zhao Liang to the previous task... Don't worry, I'll do it right away." Zhang Fugui thought about it secretly, and then responded to Feng Changxia.

"No... you must not take the initiative. You must calm down and let Zhao Liang take the initiative to approach you." Feng Changxia corrected Zhang Fugui's mistake.

"By the way, you reported to the man named Charles. We are also investigating. The situation is more troublesome than I thought. I will inform you as soon as possible when I have the results in two days."

Xia recalled whether there was anything she had not told Zhang Fugui, and then picked out some things that could be said and said them.

Just when Zhang Fugui was about to ask two more questions, Huang Batian's voice came from the intercom: "Report to the captain, report to the captain, your father is here."

"Father? Fugui, Tiehua said you were an orphan..." Feng Changxia asked Zhang Fugui in surprise after hearing the news.

Feng Changxia is confused, but Zhang Fugui is not. There is no one else but Mr. Li who can shamelessly raise such a banner.

"It's Director Li... We all claim to the outside world that we are father and son." Because Mr. Li's identity was a bit too unique, Zhang Fugui had no choice but to make up a vague lie.

"Oh...that's it." Feng Changxia knew that some things at work were hard to ask too much about, so she muddleheadedly accepted Zhang Fugui's statement.

"To be honest, Director Li and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's go and greet him together." Feng Changxia suddenly suggested.

Zhang Fugui still doesn't know what kind of role Li Lao San is in front of Feng Changxia, but based on past facts, Feng Changxia and Li Lao San do know each other.

It can be said that Mr. Li's status as Director 3 has provided Zhang Fugui with great convenience.

However, Zhang Fugui is also a little worried now, because today he called Mr. Li over, and his real purpose was absolutely not to be told to Feng Changxia.

Seeing Feng Changxia's very enthusiastic look in front of him, Zhang Fugui couldn't open his mouth to say goodbye. He could only think that it would be harmless to meet him, and he could discuss his own affairs after seeing Feng Changxia off.

"Okay, Team Leader Feng, let's go together... You don't know that Director Li likes to put on a show when I'm here. Every time I go to the door to greet him." Zhang Fugui explained, while following

Feng Changxia walked towards the factory door together.

At the entrance of the Red Star factory, an old man looked into the yard, turned back and shouted to the taxi behind him: "Master, please wait a moment, someone will come to deliver the money soon."

"Grandpa 3, I just said I'll give it to you. Why do you have to ask the captain to come in person?" After Huang Ba finished, he put his hand into his pocket, intending to pay the fare in advance for Mr. Li.

"You kid... you don't allow it. This money must be taken by Zhang Fugui. Even if you pay, it has to be transferred to me through his kid." Mr. Li 31 changed his usual demeanor of not taking advantage and actually talked to Huang Ba.

God told strange rules.

"Grandpa 3...you really treat me like an outsider." Huang Batian complained with some dissatisfaction.

"You kid don't understand, things are different now... we'd better all be more careful." After speaking, Mr. Li stretched out a hand from his coat and pulled the collar of the entire coat tightly.

Down.

Today Li Lao 3's dressing style is very ordinary. A woolen coat that looks like it has not been washed for a long time wraps Li Lao 3 tightly like a quilt. The two sleeves are

Left empty outside.

Huang Batian didn't know what Mr. Li meant by what he said, so he just muttered in a low voice: "I never heard that the anti-corruption campaign involves the security team."

Not long after, Zhang Fugui and Feng Changxia came over.

"Master 3, why don't you come in? What are you doing at the door?" Zhang Fugui saw the taxi behind Li Lao 3 at a glance, and joked to Li Lao 3 outside through the iron gate.

Feng Changxia smiled and nodded at Mr. Li from a distance. At this time, it was not suitable for her to show up in front of outsiders.

"Hurry up and pay. It's crazy. It's not easy for my master. He dragged me here from the suburbs." Li Laoer 3 saw Zhang Fugui deliberately not coming out and urged him angrily.

Zhang Fugui opened the iron door with a smile, then walked to the taxi, knocked on the window and asked him: "Excuse me, master, how much is the fare?"

"Not much, one hundred and two, buddy, let's hurry up. The old man just told me to keep checking the meter... Actually, I just calculated the price. After all, this old man is already so old.

After catching up with my father, I feel that it doesn't matter whether I make money or not. Even if I do good things, this man has to keep his watch... He's so stubborn. Look, it's more than 100 and 20. Give me a 1

A hundred and two is enough." The taxi driver is a chatty and enthusiastic man, and he looks like an honest man.

"I'll give you 200, and if you have more, I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes." Zhang Fugui said cheerfully.

"Then thank you." Since the other party was not short of money, the taxi driver was too lazy to be polite.

But when he put his hand into his pocket, Zhang Fugui remembered that in order to coax the little monk who didn't understand, he had given Li Bai his wallet.

At this time, I didn’t even have a cent in cash in my pocket.

The well-informed taxi driver thought Zhang Fugui was acting for him, so he immediately said: "Brother, if you don't bring your wallet, just give me 120."

In desperation, Zhang Fugui could only call Huang Batian over to the guard room, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket, and politely handed it to the taxi driver.

After sending the taxi away, Mr. Li complained softly next to Zhang Fugui: "No, you didn't get a sudden windfall today. How come you are so rich? Why can't you get 200 yuan in your pocket?"

Zhang Fugui patted his chest, where the gold card was, and explained: "I have the money, but the driver can't find the money."

"Pull it down. You can't find it yet. How much is it worth?" Mr. Li said sarcastically.

"I said 600 million, with a foreign bank account, do you believe it?"

"600 million? What kind of bank? Tiandi Bank? It's not that my master can't find it, it's that I can't spend it." After Mr. Li finished arguing with Zhang Fugui, he said to Huang Ba behind him: "Remember that the money can be found

Your captain wants it, Zhang Fugui borrowed it from you."

This sentence was said carelessly. The first half seemed to be a warning to Huang Batian, but the second half did not know who he was talking to. It sounded more like an announcement.

Walking into the yard, Feng Changxia walked up to Mr. Li with a smile on her face, stretched out her right hand and said: "Director Li, I haven't seen you for a while..."

Mr. Li was completely stunned.

"Team leader Feng is shaking hands with you. Please give me a response... What's wrong? He has Alzheimer's disease." Zhang Fugui urged from the side.

But Mr. Li stretched out his left hand from his coat, patted Feng Changxia on the shoulder, and said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "Team Leader Feng... you have worked hard."

Feng Changxia, who has always been sensitive, couldn't help but feel a little weird. Although Li Lao 3's face was very familiar to her, the Li Lao 3 standing in front of her now felt very strange to her.

"Oh...okay...that's right." Feng Changxia was thinking about why Director Li was acting so weird today when she suddenly received a call from the investigation team.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Changxia said apologetically to Mr. Li: "Director Li, I'm sorry, I have to go back to the team immediately. You and Fugui should be busy first."

After saying goodbye to Zhang Fugui, Feng Changxia hurriedly ran to her car.

When Li Laosan saw Feng Changxia's retreating figure, he looked extremely uncomfortable and opened his mouth several times, as if he had something to say that he couldn't say.

"Master 3...are you choking or something else? Do you have something to report to Team Leader Feng?" Zhang Fugui noticed something was wrong from the side and asked Mr. Li.

Under Zhang Fugui's urging, Li Laosan finally spoke and shouted to Feng Changxia in the distance: "Feng... Team Leader Feng!"

"What's wrong, Director Li?" Feng Changxia turned around and asked. At this moment, she was standing under the street lamp. Under the yellowish light, Feng Changxia was illuminated particularly beautifully.

"Drive... drive carefully." Li Laosan hesitated again and again, and finally said in frustration.

Of course, Feng Changxia didn't know what Mr. Li was hesitating about. She just thought it was the old leader caring about his subordinates, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

After saying that, he turned around and got into the car.

Strangely enough, after Mr. Li said what he just said, another burst of lightning suddenly occurred in the sky.

Zhang Fugui looked at the sky above his head in panic, and then urged Mr. Li: "Let's go, Master 3. To be honest, I've been waiting for you in a hurry."

"Well...the two hundred yuan just now was borrowed by you and Huang Batian." Li Laoer didn't know why, but he repeated an inexplicable sentence.

From the moment they met, Zhang Fugui felt that something was wrong with Mr. Li today. Although his shameless demeanor was still the same as before, he seemed to be a little timid, as if he was afraid of something.

Could it be that gods also have Alzheimer's disease?

After walking into the cafeteria, Zhang Fugui asked politely: "Master 3, let's have a bowl of noodles. I don't have much to do for you at this time, just some cold dishes and noodles."

Li Laosan observed the environment in the cafeteria and nodded in response to Zhang Fugui's suggestion.

Within a moment, Zhang Fugui served a bowl of noodles.

Mr. Li put his left hand into his sleeve and picked up the chopsticks somewhat stiffly.

"Master 3? Are you left-handed?" Zhang Fugui asked curiously.

"No." Mr. Li just ate his noodles.

"Then you don't use your right hand well? You still like to fool around at such an old age... Where is your hand? Mr. 3? Where is your right hand?" Zhang Fugui originally wanted to persuade Mr. Li to eat noodles, but 1 couldn't figure it out.
To be continued...