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At this time, Qi Lei glanced at Ping Wan inadvertently and reacted subconsciously.

Then Pu Yue looked at Qi Lei and asked, "Xiao Qi, have we settled the tax issue for Pingwan Hotel? It's due tomorrow!"

Qi Lei's face was as pale as a ghost bride. She quickly turned her head to one side and nodded silently. They sat motionless at both ends of the sofa, like soldiers on both sides of the river.

For a moment, Bai Ru was frozen by the depressing atmosphere.

Not long after, the slim Ping Wan made an exception and walked out of the hall, came to the door and greedily enjoyed the leisure and tranquility of the moment.

"Ping Wan, stop banging your head against rocks with bricks. Wouldn't it be better to just take the demolition compensation and leave?" Qi Lei followed Ping Wan out and reminded her even though she knew the answer.

"Everyone has their own choices and dreams. Just like you, you resolutely chose to join the Hefeng Group after graduation, and you looked so impressive! Qi Lei!" Qin Pingwan seemed to have nothing to say other than this, but in fact, her words were full of sarcasm.

Of course Qi Lei noticed the hidden meaning in Ping Wan's words.

"Is your hotel still open now?" After a long period of solemn silence, Qi Lei asked the question carefully.

"Thanks to you, I can continue to maintain this!"

"Here, here, there is a secret I have kept for a long time. This 500,000 yuan is what I have worked hard to earn over the past few years. I hope this can help you!" Qi Lei forced a bank card into Ping Wan's hand before she died.

"I don't need any of this!"

"It expires tomorrow, and I know you really need it!" Qi Lei turned and walked into the hall without waiting for Ping Wan to speak.

Director Zhang’s office.

At this time, Director Zhang was holding the thermos cup and staring at Zhang Jianxiang in front of him like a tiger staring at its prey.

"Director! I..." Zhang Jianxiang frowned, raised his eyes and spoke tentatively.

"Shut up! This temple is too small to support a great Buddha like you!" the director replied with a sneer.

"But that fellow named Long Batian was indeed linked to the case of trafficking in women and children back then. I have been investigating this for 30 years!" Zhang Jianxiang said very aggrievedly.

"Thirty years? How old are you this year?" Director Zhang interrupted him loudly.

"Exaggerate."

"If you really want to investigate, then go ahead and investigate it yourself. Arresting people is your own business. How can you implicate our auxiliary police officer Xiao Li? They are relying on the more than 2,000 yuan to support their families. By doing this, aren't you endangering their entire family?" Director Zhang slammed his hand on the table and said with great sorrow.

After that, he slowly stood up, stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, sighing deeply: "Jianxiang! I believe you have also had moments of passion, so what? Reality is often not as good as you and I expect, can you understand?" Director Zhang suddenly said affectionately, "You are still young, and the future is still full of infinite possibilities, but the background of Long Batian is probably far beyond your imagination."

Seeing that Zhang Jianxiang was still hesitant to express his opinion, the director felt as if he was playing the lute to a cow, "Oh! I'm talking about you!"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Jianxiang asked puzzledly.

Director Zhang could only shake his head helplessly and threw a file bag on the table. Zhang Jianxiang carefully reached out and picked it up to read it. His face became more and more serious and he muttered, "Top secret file?" After reading the file bag, all kinds of information about Long Batian were marked with question marks.