"What's up?"

Mu Guangsen took out a white envelope from the briefcase he was carrying and handed it to Li Yuanlang: "Look at this, it's a letter for you."

What a familiar white envelope with a familiar printed font: Secretary Li received it personally.

Li Yuanlang was not in a hurry to open it, but asked: "Where did you get it from?"

"I don't know either." Mu Guangsen shook his head repeatedly, "I was in the room just now when I opened my briefcase to look for something and found this letter. I saw it was for you and sent it to you."

Li Yuanlang frowned and asked Mu Guangsen: "The briefcase has always been in your hand, and you didn't notice?"

"Really not." Mu Guangsen tried his best to argue: "The briefcase has never left my hand. Even when I go to the toilet, it is always within my sight."

"Think about it carefully? No one else has helped you get it?"

Mu Guangsen blinked his eyes, thought for a long time, and still shook his head like a rattle.

Li Yuanlang didn't want to dwell on this, so he sent Mu Guangsen away. He opened the envelope and saw that there were several pieces of white paper with several forms on them and a lot of English words, all of course in printed fonts.

He graduated from the Chinese Department and his English proficiency is average, and there are actually some professional words in it.

Li Yuanlang found it difficult to check on his mobile phone and immediately thought of a suitable candidate.

Contact Zheng Haixin immediately.

At this time, Zheng Haixin had not yet gone to bed. After talking about his son Zheng Li, Li Yuanlang said what he wanted.

"Send me the form and I will translate it for you."

"Haixin, this is not urgent, just give it to me in a few days." Li Yuanlang didn't want Zheng Haixin to stay up all night for this.

"Send it over."

Judging from the tone, Zheng Haixin insisted on translating overnight, and Li Yuanlang was helpless.

As he expected, the next morning, as soon as Li Yuanlang opened his eyes, Zheng Haixin's call came in.

"Yuen Long, I have finished the translation. This is a financial statement of FL Company. According to the records in it, FL Company has been operating at a loss for several years."

Li Yuanlang was shocked, "What! They don't make money?"

"Yes." Zheng Haixin said firmly: "But the losses are not much. In the past few years, they have always been controlled within a certain range, never exceeding one hundred thousand US dollars."

This is strange.

Why is a company that is not making money still operating with great enthusiasm and expanding its business scope?

In other words, FL Company is suspected of making false accounts. It looks glamorous on the surface, but it does not make profits behind the scenes. There must be other reasons.

When others cheat, they are rewarded for underpayment, but they are just the opposite, and they are rewarded for overpayment.

"Thank you Haixin. From the sound of it, you must have stayed up late to finish the translation."

Zheng Haixin said disapprovingly: "You underestimate my English level. It took me more than an hour to finish this thing. I was afraid it would affect your sleep, so I didn't contact you. I will send you the translation right now."

After hanging up the phone, Li Yuanlang walked to the window, opened the curtains, looked at the early morning scenery of Laoping County, and sketched a rough association in his mind.

But this is still based on his reasoning. Without evidence, everything equals zero.

Mu Guangsen didn't sleep well last night and his eyes were red.

Li Yuanlang guessed the reason and said: "Guangsen, don't be mentally burdened. It doesn't matter who stuffed that letter into the briefcase."

"Secretary Li, I apologize to you. I have recalled that the briefcase should always be carried in front of the body. I was negligent and used to carry it with my hands behind my back. It is probably at that time that someone secretly stuffed it in."

Li Yuanlang understood that Mu Guangsen's hypothesis should be established.

He didn't have the time or opportunity to dwell on this. Anyway, he had an idea.

Three days passed quickly.

Li Yuanlang and his party completed their last stop and embarked on their return journey that afternoon.

When we entered the city, the afterglow of the setting sun splashed on the asphalt road, emitting a golden light that stung our eyes.

Lao Sun drove the car steadily, while Li Yuanlang pounded his forehead repeatedly.

This time, apart from the visit to FL Company and the second letter, Li Yuanlang's biggest gain was that he had a lot of wine in his stomach.

From the reception banquet that day, he could see that the customs in Baizhou City were unhealthy and eating and drinking was prevalent.

The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and the lower beam is crooked. The cities and counties below are following suit.

Li Yuanlang visited five cities and counties. Except for a working meal in Fengzheng City, banquets were served everywhere else.

We ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, and put all kinds of famous wines on display.

Faced with everyone's warm hospitality, Li Yuanlang had no choice but to do as the Romans do.

There is no way, he is just the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. If he leaves in a hurry, he will lose interest and offend a group of people, including his colleagues in the municipal party committee.

Especially the municipal party committee secretary Ming Shangbai.

Why, you, Li Yuanlang, are the only ones who are incorruptible and noble. If you do this, it is tantamount to saying that we are corrupt.

If you do this, you will easily become isolated and unable to work at all.

The Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee does not care about anyone's official title. Everyone respects you because you are a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. If they don't respect you, you are just a polished commander.

There was no other way, Li Yuanlang could only deal with everyone, accepting all kinds of confessions, congratulations, and even explicit flattery.

He had to drink wine, and he had to speak Mandarin clichés. After three days of drinking wine, Li Yuanlang felt weak all over and his temples hurt.

With a creak, the Passat braked suddenly, almost hitting Li Yuanlang's forehead on the passenger seat.

What's going on?

Li Yuanlang just raised his head when he heard Mu Guangsen exclaimed: "Secretary Li, someone is blocking the car in front of me. I'll go take a look."

With that said, Mu Guangsen and Lao Sun got out of the car and walked forward.

Li Yuanlang looked through the front windshield and saw a woman in her forties with gray hair, kneeling on the asphalt road in front of the car, crying and crying.

Mu Guangsen and Lao Sun had already walked up to her and started communicating, gesturing with their hands from time to time.

He Xiaoling and Zong Hanshan got out of the car behind, Li Yuanlang lowered the window, and the woman's cries were mixed with words such as "Li Zhengfa makes the decision for me."

He Xiaoling bent down and said to Li Yuanlang: "Secretary Li, don't get out of the car yet. I'm going to see what's going on."

Zong Hanshan, who was next to her, muttered: "What age is this? There are still people stopping cars to complain."

Li Yuanlang didn't listen and opened the car door. Regardless of the dissuasion of He Xiaoling and Zong Hanshan, he strode up to the woman, stretched out his hand to support her and said, "I am Li Yuanlang. What grievance does this eldest sister have? Let's talk about it in another place? You see, so

It’s not good to have many people watching, causing traffic congestion and affecting everyone’s travel.”

Indeed, because it was during the rush hour after get off work, although this road was not the main road, a large number of people quickly gathered to watch the excitement.

Some of them picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

"No." The woman shook her arms repeatedly, getting rid of Li Yuanlang's hand holding her, and cried stubbornly: "Li Zhengfa, you have to promise to restore my son's innocence. If you don't agree, I will keep kneeling until you agree."

He Xiaoling is a lesbian, so there is no need to hinder Li Yuanlang from being bound by men and women.

He glared over and asked angrily: "Sister, you forced Secretary Li to express his position without saying anything. It's really too much to be so arrogant."

"I'm messing around." The woman yelled, "It's because you didn't give me a chance to redress my grievances that I thought of stopping the car to complain."

Li Yuanlang saw that more and more people were gathering together, and there were already traffic jams.

She couldn't help but said decisively: "Sister, as long as you are wronged, I will definitely give you justice. Let's do this. You can take our car to my office and we will discuss it in detail."

Zong Hanshan and Mu Guangsen persuaded Li Yuanlang one after another, and then the woman stood up, patted the dust on her pants, and agreed to Li Yuanlang.

Li Yuanlang arranged for the women to get into He Xiaoling's car. Zong Hanshan didn't want to squeeze with them, mainly because he didn't want to see the woman, so he got into Li Yuanlang's car directly.

In the car, Zong Hanshan said angrily: "Deputy Secretary He is right, I think she is just a troublesome and cunning woman."

Li Yuanlang's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "Director Zong, it's best not to make rash judgments without understanding the actual reasons. Her behavior was thoughtless, but it was also a forced and helpless choice. We'd better listen to the reasons.

, let’s draw conclusions again.”

Ten minutes later, a group of people walked into the small conference room of the Political and Legal Committee. He Xiaoling and Zong Hanshan were all present.

Mu Guangsen poured a glass of water for the woman and then sat in the back row, behind Li Yuanlang.

"Sister, take a sip of water first, don't be in a hurry, and speak slowly."
Chapter completed!