In the tea pavilion in the studio, Kong Yi sat in the corner, listening to Zhang Fan and the others chatting, and looked up several times to sweep Zhang Fan with his eyes and wanted to speak, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Time flies very quickly, and more than a week has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Meng Yuan mentioned the incident of pillars to Zhang Fan many times, but Zhang Fan was all vaguely passing the test.

At 2 p.m., in a gym in Haibei.

Fang Zhong, wearing a loose gray home suit, was bowling with his friend, while Zeng Quan, who was wearing a suit and tie, followed him with his bag.

After playing a round of bowling, Fang Zhong felt a little sweat on his forehead. He stepped to the rest room next door, turned his head to Zeng Quan and asked, "Is there any news on Zhang Fan?"

Zeng Quan said softly: "He has been discharged from the hospital. In the past few days, he has often run to Mengyuan's ward. I look at it. There seems to be no gap between them, let alone any deep hatred. Brother Zhong, the way you mentioned before... doesn't seem to have any effect."

Fang Zhong sat on the bench, crossing his legs: "No one has ever received Zhang Fan's goods from him recently?"

Zeng Quan shook his head: "No, we have all said hello, no one dared to accept it. I can guarantee this. After all, these drug dealers under him dare not disobey our intentions. We have been in Haibei for two or three years, and we must have prestige!"

Fang Zhong nodded: "It's enough that no one dares to collect it. So, Zhang Fan's batch of more than one million goods are still in his hands and has not been dispersed?"

"There is definitely not! There is no sales channel, so many goods are impossible to digest in a short period of time. Moreover, the risk is also high. The recent news from the Drug Administration is also very tight, and they dare not do it like this."

When Fang Zhong heard this, he rubbed his temples with both hands, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Mengyuan is playing with Beidi. Beidi is also a little bit of a foundation in Jinzhou and Tianzhou. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he is also in our business. Therefore, Zhang Fan tried his best to please Mengyuan, 100% just to get on Beidi's thread and then sell the goods."

Recently, Fang Zhong has not been idle yet and has asked for a lot of things for his relationship friends, so he has gained more knowledge about Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan is Bedi's distant cousin, and Meng Yuan has been playing with Bedi for many years. This is no secret. After inquiring, many people in Jinzhou know about it.

Zeng Quan nodded with a somewhat ugly expression and responded: "Indeed, Zhang Fan probably means that. If he had to take the line of Bedi, it would be difficult to do."

"Yes." Fang Zhong took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Zeng Quan immediately lit it for him. Fang Zhong took a deep breath of cigarettes and said, "We are different from Beidi. We have relationships and friendships at the suppliers at the source of Yindong, but Beidi seems to be having a very unhappy relationship with the manufacturer on the Yindong side. He has been blacklisted by Yindong. If you go to get it yourself, you will not get the goods."

"So, in order to maintain stable prices, we can distribute and sell goods as needed, but Bedi is like an old bachelor who has been in prison for twenty years. For him, seeing Yiresha is like seeing a woman who can emit green light from fifty meters away. So, in such an environment, as long as Zhang Fan has goods, Bedi will most likely swallow it directly."

Zeng Quan heard this and thought for a moment and said, "Brother Zhong... In this case, can we say hello to Yin Dong and ask them to cut off Zhang Fan's goods? After all, you think, Zhang Fan's goods were sent to Beidi. Beidi is on the blacklist and he is the target of sanction..."

Fang Zhong shook his head: "It's not easy to work. There are more than one source manufacturer in Yindong, and we are not their bosses. After all, we are just their lower limit. Every time we get goods, we have to lick our faces and ask for it. If we make such a request, Yindong may have ideas. Moreover, indirect sales channels like Beidi cannot be completely banned. This is the result of market self-regulation. Think about it, even if one Zhang Fan is banned, can you guarantee that there is no second Zhang Fan? As long as Beidi has money and he is willing to receive goods at a price higher than ours, you can still cut off everyone's financial resources? Isn't this unhappy for yourself?"

Zeng Quanheshou: "That's right, Bedi has been working for almost a year after all."

"He is willing to be the sucker, so let him do it. Beidi is not easy to mess with." Fang Zhong narrowed his eyes and said after a while: "Let's just strangle Zhang Fan to death. Xiao Quan, think about it and see how to make Zhang Fan and Meng Yuan completely quarrel. As long as they have a quarrel, even if Beidi wants Zhang Fan's goods, he will probably not want it if Meng Yuan is sandwiched in the middle."

Hearing this, Zeng Quan was silent for a while. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Brother Zhong, after hearing what you said, I suddenly remembered that yesterday, a brother in charge of following the hospital told me that he heard Meng Yuan begging Zhang Fan for something."

Fang Zhong was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zeng Quan thought for a long time and said, "It seems like... I'm asking Zhang Fan to let him go? I'm raising my hands or something. The brothers below didn't hear it very clearly."

"So that... the group of people who shot Zhang Fan was caught by Zhang Fan." Fang Zhong reacted quickly, and immediately reacted, saying: "And, Meng Yuan has a certain friendship with these gunmen, at least not the relationship between ordinary brothers and elder brothers, otherwise he would not have such an attitude."

Fang Zhong was not idle for a while and had investigated a lot of things, such as Zhang Fan was hospitalized and shot and killed, and Huang Long's subordinate Wang Yalong also stopped the shock. Fang Zhong knew everything, and even knew what kind of car Wang Yalong drove that night and where he was collapsed.

The circle is so big, Huang Long has connections in the city, and Jia Zhihao and Wu Zonghui are not bad either.

Therefore, Fang Zhong knew about Zhang Fan’s hospitalization at Haibei Central Hospital, and even more, he knew that Zhang Fan and Meng Yuan had lived in the same ward!

With this information, Fang Zhong naturally inferred that Meng Yuan’s people were still being held by Zhang Fan.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhong's eyes narrowed, and a harsh light flashed seriously: "Xiao Quan, go find someone immediately, start a relationship, find out the address where Meng Yuan's people were locked up, and then..."

Zeng Quan asked: "What should I do then?"

Fang Zhong snatched out the cigarette butts and said lightly: "The sea is a good thing, which can tolerate many things, such as traces of people."

Zeng Quan nodded: "I understand!"

Fang Zhong instructed with concern: "Don't find temporary workers this time. Temporary workers are unreliable after all. Pay attention to the details and tell Hei Xiazi to solve the problem with Pang Tong and the others."

"Okay! I'll do it now!"
Chapter completed!