The list on this memory card involves a lot of people and covers a wide range of people, including many business celebrities and political departments. Zhang Fan roughly counted it and found that there were at least one hundred.

Zhang Fan is very clear about the importance of this memory card. Once the content above is exposed, it will not be just a matter of eating in prison, but a matter of whether you can see the sun tomorrow.

Zhang Fan searched on the list for a long time and finally locked in someone.

This person is named Ma Guohua, from the business administration department. Zhang Fan also checked the information of this person online and found that the person is of a good grade and is a serious fifth-rank official.

After locking in the characters, Zhang Fan began to check information, collect clues, and make preparations.

Three days later, at around 8 o'clock in the evening, room 302, Unit 3, a family building in Haibei City.

The layout of the whole room is a bit like the style of the beginning of this century, with a slightly outdated furniture, and the apartment is three bedrooms and one living room, about eighty square meters, which looks a bit compact.

In the living room, a middle-aged man in his early fifties, with black hair, big back, black framed eyes, slightly round face, and a little fat appearance, sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and watching TV.

In the kitchen, a middle-aged woman in her forties and beautiful figure was placing her hair and wearing an apron on her chest, cooking in the kitchen.

The middle-aged woman cooked the dishes and said, "Guohua, what do you think of the child of the Zeng family?"

Hearing his wife Chen Zhenglian’s question, Ma Guohua turned his head slightly and looked at her: “Which old Zeng?”

"Which other Lao Zeng can there be? How many Lao Zengs are there? It's your cousin Zeng Bing!"

"Oh? Is his son's name Zeng Kai? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Chen Zhenglian said, his voice weakening: "Zeng Kai came to our house during the day... and even forced me to stuff five pieces and the world."

Hearing this, Ma Guohua suddenly became anxious. He immediately stretched his neck, stared at his wife, and asked, "Chen Zhenglian! Are you crazy? How many times have I told you? I have told you several times almost every week! I told you not to accept gifts! Don't take other people's benefits! Don't you know why people give you gifts? You are so adult, still like a child?"

"Can I blame me? Zeng Kai forced me!"

Ma Guohua's nose was crooked: "If you force it to you, you will take it? Could it be that he didn't give it to you, you still have to rob it?"

"I said I don't want it many times, but what about Zeng Kai? He secretly hid the cigarette on the windowsill behind the bathroom while I was not paying attention. I didn't notice it at all. Later, I saw it when I was taking the clothes dryer this afternoon! What can I do? Is it not appropriate for me to scold him? "

Hearing this, Ma Guohua panted heavily, thought for a long time, and said, "You usually collect some farmers' chickens, ducks, bacon, etc., but I didn't say anything about you. Tobacco and alcohol are different in nature. Wutiao and Tianxia are not small anymore. Go back!!"

Chen Zhenglian hesitated a little: "You really want to retire? They are all relatives, and they are not good-looking in terms of face. Besides, what they want to do is not something that violates the principles. I just ask you to introduce a corresponding job."

"There is no problem introducing the work, but the cigarette must be withdrawn! This is a matter of principle! One is one, two is two!" Ma Guohua glared and said, "What time is it now? Zeng Kai also made me up. He is not willing to be a bad intention. Do you know? He is deliberately trying to harm me!"

"Guohua! This is so ugly! What does it mean to be bad? Isn't this a favor between relatives? It means you won't retire in the future. Could it be that these relatives will not move around in the future?"

"You guy with long hair and short knowledge! I'm too lazy to argue with you! I'll tell you again, before tomorrow morning, you must get the cigarette back! Did you hear it?"

The two were chasing each other when suddenly a "dongdongdongdong" knocked at the door.

Chen Zhenglian put down the pot and frowned and said, "Who is it? It's the big night? Is it because my daughter is back? I want to have a surprise with us?"

"You cook your dishes, I'll go and have a look."

Ma Guohua frowned and said, then got up and went to open the room.

As soon as the door opened, Ma Guohua saw a young man standing at the door with a medium-sized and thin figure, wearing a black Li Ning down jacket and holding an exquisite tea gift box.

Ma Guohua looked at him with a puzzled look: "Are you?"

"My name is Zhang Fan." Zhang Fan smiled slightly and asked, "Director Ma, is it convenient to talk to you about something?"

"What are you talking about? Don't we know each other? What's your purpose?"

"I didn't know each other before, don't you know each other now?" Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Director Ma, I want to talk to you about some of the things about the Baihe Project in Tianzhou two years ago..."

"I don't know what you are talking about, you're looking for the wrong person!"

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, Ma Guohua immediately responded coldly and then prepared to close the door!

"Swish!"

Zhang Fan reached out and quickly pulled the door of the house. At the same time, he reached in with one foot and stuck the door. Then he quickly took out two photos and a bill note from his pocket and handed them to Ma Guohua: "Director Ma, please take a look at this first."

Upon hearing this, Ma Guohua roughly glanced at the photos and bill details in Zhang Fan's hand, and after a moment, his face became gloomy.

Zhang Fan asked with a smile: "Director Ma, can you talk now?"

Zhang Fan was smiling on his face, but he was very nervous inside. It was the first time he did such a thing, and he took a lot of risks.

Zhang Fan didn’t know what kind of personality Ma Guohua was. Can he accept this straightforward style!

What should I do if Ma Guohua pretends to be stupid?

Zhang Fan was actually not sure about these things, so he could only give it a try with determination!

Ma Guohua's face was a little stiff, and he stared at Zhang Fan, and was silent for two seconds: "There is a Yifeng Teahouse opposite the community, and you can wait for me there for five minutes."

"Haha, OK!"

Zhang Fan nodded, without saying a word, he took the information and turned around and left.

"Guohua, who?"

At this time, Chen Zhenglian brought a plate of dishes to the table, walked over and asked.

"My friend's son, don't ask, eat the food first. I'll go out and come back in about half an hour!"

Ma Guohua said, picked up a suit jacket on the sofa, put on the jacket, and then went out.

"Come back early!"

Behind me, my wife's advice came.

Ma Guohua waved his hand and walked straight out of the community and headed straight to Yifeng Teahouse opposite.

A few minutes later, there was a window on the second floor of Yifeng Teahouse.

Zhang Fan looked at Ma Guohua opposite and pondered, "Director Ma, I know you have a lot of questions. If you have any questions, just ask and I will answer them truthfully."

Ma Guohua nodded: "Are you from Far East Trading Company?"
Chapter completed!