Imperial capital, Saint slave Lin fantils, this city has always been the capital of Yaoxing Empire and the core of politics. Gangs of any nature are not allowed here - this is a boastful saying.
Of course, we can''t confuse the gangs in the imperial capital with those in other places. There are all kinds of large and small gangs in the imperial capital. Except those small gangs, all the big gangs are white gloves of some big people. They are responsible for doing dirty work for big people, collecting information, or doing something less legal. They never take the initiative to intervene in illegal troubles. They are more like "offices", which do everything.
The office is also the name of the people living in the imperial capital for those big gangs. They will not charge welfare fees or bully the market. Perhaps the terrible thing they have done in the eyes of the people is to rush into some people''s homes and tell them to take care of their mouths when some rumors begin to spread. No one knows whether he has done anything else.
Those small gangs are not like gangs. Most of them are smugglers and pimps. They don''t have a strong sense of territory and only care about whether they can make money. Moreover, they seem to be influenced by the political atmosphere of the imperial capital and are good at compromise.
Durin''s wine entered the imperial capital and no fierce battle broke out. For the first time, his people fired a gun and even startled the other party. Then, under the arrangement of several celebrities, they negotiated and settled their business scope.
Therefore, the tabloid reporters living here will never feel the huge crisis hidden in the invisible fog in other places, so that they dare to shoot at Villa 1, Empire Avenue. But this time, they will meet something different. Dooling will never be the one to follow the rules.
Good cars are always much better than those ordinary cars in terms of data, whether it''s safety factor, decoration style, or its power.
A dark shadow rushed forward and caught up with the reporter''s car more than 200 meters away in seven or eight seconds. The president''s nephew had participated in battles in other areas. He knew what to do. When the front of the car he drove reached half the body of the reporter''s car, he suddenly hit the direction, directly made the reporter''s car lose its direction, and was bumped into the shop at the intersection.
After a loud bang, people looked at the tragic car accident in shock.
A lot of blood flowed on the head of the president''s nephew. During the impact, his head was in close contact with the steering wheel. The rubber wrapped steering wheel gave him a cut on his forehead, which made him look badly hurt. Holding his ribs in one hand, he hobbled to the front of the car, looked at the reporter lying unconscious in the back seat, took down the camera from his neck, and handed it to the other two people. Then he went to the nearby telephone booth and called the police, "I think I had a traffic accident... Yes, someone was injured. I don''t know how to deal with it... Yes... OK, I''ll stay here."
He hung up the phone, walked out of the phone booth, returned to his car, pressed his ass on the twisted cover and lit a cigarette. He didn''t look like the kind of person who had a real car accident.
The two bodyguards sent the reporter''s camera to Turin. Turin took it in his hand, opened the box containing the film, pulled out all the film, and then lit them.
VICH stood and watched the film turn into a cooling liquid, and his anger subsided. He was even interested, "are you so savage when you''re out of town?" he didn''t know how to express what he wanted to say, "I mean, will you use force more frequently to deal with some problems, such as gang war and assassination?"
Du Lin shook his head and replied very definitely, "no, we never do anything illegal. If someone jumps off a building, people should think about how the society brutally forced him to a dead end, rather than want to know who helped him in the end!"
Vicky was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He hugged Turin''s shoulder and looked very happy. "I like the way you lie. This is my private phone. If we get together sometime, you will like my party!"
Durin glanced at the business card in his hand. The business card was very thick. There was a circle of hot silver edges and patterns around it. There was no VICH''s name in the middle. There were only about a dozen or twenty phone numbers, and shentama''s private phone. If there was an emergency, it would take half an hour to call one by one, but from now on, he could see that VICH was not a regular person. He was very suitable to be a friend Friends.
He put VICH''s business card into the card holder properly, smiled and nodded, "of course, I''m looking forward to it." then he looked at another luxury car on the roadside, "do you need a ride?"
"Thank you for your kindness. I''ll have another appointment later, and I''ll go by myself, so we..." VICH rejected Turin''s kindness, mainly because his appointment is more private. For most people, private things don''t want others to intervene. This is not an impolite refusal, but a very common thing.
Dooling reached out his hand and shook Vic''s hand and said goodbye.
The sound of the siren from the corner made the people who watched the car accident slightly move away. The doctor and the police appeared almost at the same time. Turin glanced at the president''s nephew handcuffed, took back his eyes and got into the luxury car.
Then someone will deal with it. Even if the reporter and his driver were killed in the car accident, it doesn''t matter. The lawyers can ensure the legitimate rights and interests of the president''s nephew to the greatest extent, and prove that another car changed lanes maliciously caused the traffic accident. The testimony of a few witnesses can''t change the jury''s decision, because the decisive factor is always outside the court.
The next day, there was no private meeting between Turin and VICH in the newspaper. The reporters focused on the lawsuit between Turin and the imperial central bank. Two local newspapers reported the car accident last night and thought it was a murder and a purposeful car accident. Although they did not name and publish Turin''s name in the newspaper, they have been guiding the readers'' ideas in this regard.
This kind of argument has a market. All conspiracy theories involving the characters in the page always have a market. "I know a secret" is always the angry roar of the bottom of society against their own destiny. Only in this way can they not feel that they have been abandoned by the mainstream of society, It has become the cornerstone of this society - sometimes we use stepping stones instead of the word, and they sometimes express the same meaning.
That night, a fire broke out in the two newspapers, and there were no casualties, because the fire broke out in the second half of the night, but the office sites of the two newspapers were burned. There was nothing to rescue when the sprinkler went. After the symbolic sprinkling of water, the fire went out naturally, and then reported a fee to the fire department. For example, the cost of police, the cost of overtime and the cost of fire rescue, etc.
Then the main members of a small Gang turned themselves in to the police station and admitted that they had set two fires. The reason is that the two newspapers vilified their leaders and said that their leaders were baa sheep in wolf''s skin. They couldn''t find a second way except to make money from skilled women.
So far, the presidents of the two newspapers have conveyed a message to the local association through some relations. They agree.
Look, there is no contradiction that cannot be solved. If you slap someone and make him feel unconvinced and want to compete, then continue to slap him in the mouth and let him understand the gap between them, then there will be no contradiction.
Having settled matters privately with the imperial central bank, Dooling seemed to be at ease. The outside world has been speculating about the final results of these three lawsuits, but I don''t know that the real results have been born long ago. Even Angelo personally called Turin and asked him if he was willing to settle out of court with the imperial central bank. He was willing to take the lead in this matter. In this regard, durin expressed a firm position that he would not agree with the imperial central bank. Therefore, he also hoped that Angelo could persuade the board of directors of nanshang firm to give him some support when necessary.
At the weekend, the sisters returned to the family manor. Although the hill family has been shaky and fragmented over the years, they are always a noble and can always maintain the last dignity.
As soon as they got home, the sisters saw their little cousin who came to meet them, who is now the acting head of the family, joff. His squinting eyes have been turning around the sisters. He has coveted his twin cousins for a long time, but considering many factors, he has not taken any action. He has a careful plan for himself. He must complete all his plans before he can release his desire. Before that, he must give up something.
Early, he opened his arms and walked towards the two girls. "Welcome home, honey, don''t you give me a hug?"
The sisters bypassed joff and went back to their room. After grooming, they called their father, uncles and aunts, including joff, into the conference room.
The middle-aged man sitting in the first place can''t see the spirit of other noble family owners. Instead, he appears particularly decadent. His eyes are black and his lips are white. Too much nightlife makes his body very poor. He held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the two sisters in a very bad tone. "If you gather the family members together, something important must have happened, so now you should give us a reason!"