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Chapter 220: Sending Red Envelopes

The sensational battle in the automobile market was over, and the police station dispatched dozens of police officers, but they did not even file a case and did not record the confession. However, at that time, there was still a leader of the Public Security Bureau who was very angry about this matter. He was Political Commissar Ge of the Public Security Bureau, but he was a little neglected. He said that this was obviously a crime. Beating the people in broad daylight and smashing the people's cars was extremely rampant. He also suggested to Miyi that the criminals should be arrested immediately.

However, no one in the entire public security bureau took what he said seriously. Why was he neglected? In fact, everyone knows that you and Ding Dahai framed Jiang Cheng together. When no one knew about this, they still threatened to arrest Jiang Cheng. You are obviously causing trouble for Director Mi. However, internal news has already come, saying that the organization is preparing to transfer him to the Judicial Bureau for retirement, so this outdated political commissar could only yell a few words to express dissatisfaction.

Since the Wu Shengda case was closed, the entire Jiangnan City officialdom has undergone subtle changes. The word "Proverb" on the acting mayor Guan Shantou has not been removed. His son has such a big deal. He colluded with the gang boss and corrupt elements of the Public Security Bureau, killing innocent people, assassinating well-known entrepreneurs, collecting bribes, acting as a gang protection umbrella, etc., one by one, with evidence, and even Mayor Guan doesn't have the chance to save his son, because everyone is dead and there is nothing to save. Mi Yi originally wanted to expose Guan Ming's evil deeds, but considering that this may not be good for Mayor Guan's reputation, and the person is already dead, so these are not investigated.

On the day Guan Ming was buried, only Guan Shan and his wife went. None of the relationships in the officialdom of Jiangnan City had gone. The province had already sent news. The leader said that Guan Shan was incompetent in teaching his children, and there was evidence that he was also a member of the case. The organization considered the pain of sending the black-haired man to the CPPCC for retirement. Guan Shan was only in his forties, and it was the peak of his life, but he had to go to the CPPCC for retirement. This was simply the biggest punishment for him. His son died early, his career was not smooth, his relatives and friends were not close to him, and his subordinates were unfaithful. The four major blows in life made him feel discouraged and his hair turned white overnight.

Seeing that the New Year is approaching, and less than a month is the most important festival in China - the Spring Festival. In the last half month, Jiang Cheng was so busy that he was busy. He first and waited with Mino to the orphanage with gifts and bedding to visit the children in the orphanage. Then he pulled dozens of security guards from the headquarters to clean the nursing home, giving gifts, clothes, and donating some money to the elderly. Jiang Cheng never mentioned all these charity activities. Instead, Mino always wanted to send these photos to the TV station and newspaper to improve Jiang Cheng's social reputation, but Jiang Cheng rejected it.

He said: "If we do such a little thing and yell everywhere all day long, then aren't we the rich people who are all day long in major news media? Who would believe that you are doing charity sincerely or deliberately using charity to gain reputation? The key to doing charity is not whether others know it, but whether you are doing it sincerely. If you go to a nursing home to shed quilts for the elderly and clean the sanitary environment, such a small matter that needs to be promoted so much, then you will lose the intention of charity."

After hearing this, Mino nodded with emotion and said, "I am not as good as you. It is easy to consider various factors in everything I do, and you just want to do it!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "That's because you are in a different position from me, you grow in different environments, and you come into contact with different people, so you will have different views on things."

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Time flies. On the night of the 20th day of the 12th lunar month, Jiang Cheng, Zheng Xiaohu, Liu Dazhi and Zhang Jian drove a newly bought Iveco that I had quietly arrived at the door of Wang Xiaohu's house in the late night. The four of them got out of the car sneakily and came to the front of the courtyard gate. They found that the seal of the Public Security Bureau on the courtyard gate was still there, intact, indicating that no one had entered through the main gate.

Zheng Xiaohu took out two folding ladders from Iveco's carriage and put them on the side of the wall, setting one on one side. Zhang Jian took the wind outside, and the other three entered Wang Xiaohu's house together.

When he arrived at the gate, Wang Xiaohu took out an embroidery needle and poked it twice in the lock. The door opened. Jiang Cheng looked at the embroidery needle in Xiaohu's hand and asked, "Xiaohu, where did you learn this skill secretly?"

Zheng Xiaohu scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile: "I learned from a thief. That guy came to our Internet cafe to steal the machine. I caught him and beat him up. By the way, I learned this craft from him. Brother, I just play around and I won't really steal it."

Jiang Cheng smiled evilly: "Do you think you still need to steal this in the future when we come here today?"

After hearing this, Liu Dazhi and Zheng Xiaohu laughed softly at the same time. Seeing Jiang Cheng going in, they hurriedly followed him into the hall. After some search, the three of them finally found the entrance to the basement in the corner of the kitchen.

It was said to be a basement, but it was actually a cellar, a place used to store sweet potatoes and vegetables in winter in rural areas. Jiang Cheng and the other two went down the cellar with flashlights. As soon as they arrived at the bottom of the cellar, Zheng Xiaohu, who was walking in front, shone the flashlight, and his mouth opened in an O-shaped shape.

Liu Dazhi and Jiang Cheng also shone with flashlights, and saw a square RMB piled up on the cement floor, with bright red grandfather sealed with film, and a piece of stainless steel plate dragged on the ground.

The three of them walked into the pair of money with flashlights. They saw the extremely solid RMB that was entrusted with the bank machine, and they were neatly placed in front of them. Jiang Cheng stood in front of the pile and was only a little higher than the pile of money. Zheng Xiaohu's hair on his head was not as high as this pile of money.

Liu Dazhi couldn't help but feel excited and said tremblingly: "Jiang, Brother Jiang, there are really 200 million! We're rich today!"

Zheng Xiaohu was the same. He had never seen so much money. He drew a brand new 10,000 yuan bill from it and kissed it hard in his hand. He could not believe it was true.

Jiang Cheng also pulled out 10,000 yuan from it and found that it was not a continuous number. It seemed that this old guy was quite smart and knew that the banknotes of a continuous number were easily discovered by banks. However, in China, as long as it is real money, you don’t have to worry about not being able to use it. You can deposit these 200 million directly in the bank, which is also a worry-free one.

Jiang Cheng immediately took out the urea bag prepared in advance and said to the two of them: "Don't be too slow, put the money quickly, leave quickly after filling, if someone finds out, it will be troublesome!"

When Liu Dazhi and Zheng Xiaohu heard this, they hurriedly took out the bag and started to fill the money. They didn't need to order it. They just put it into the sack one by one. One bag could hold two or three million. Four people took turns to rest the wind and took more than an hour to pack all the 200 million yuan away. Jiang Cheng was the last to leave the house. When he left, he restored all the items and carefully wiped out all the footprints and fingerprints they left. In this way, even if the FBI came, it would be impossible to find out that someone had let go of 200 million yuan.

The four of them returned with a full load, Liu Dazhi was responsible for driving, Jiang Cheng and the other two counted the money behind, and counted it carefully. It was indeed 200 million, and more than 400,000 were added. The four of them couldn't help but feel very happy. For this huge sum of money, the four of them waited for nearly a month before they started, just to wait until people forget about Wang Xiaohu's family affairs.

Jiang Cheng looked at the pile of RMB and began to think about why he spent it. The three brothers in the car must not be less. Each person must have at least 10 million. Otherwise, they would be sorry that they would follow him through life and death. Each person would have 170 million left. He spent 100 million in Ning Meng's card. The money would definitely be paid back immediately. The remaining 70 million will be used to pay the New Year bonus to the brothers below. Whether it is the old friend of Shiguancun or the one who just joined them some time ago, each person will be divided according to his qualifications. For example, Zhao Sheng and others must still need 100,000 yuan per person. The brothers in the group security department are their main force, and each person still needs 50,000 yuan each, and the rest are the younger brothers at the bottom, as well as the waiters in bars and Internet cafes. These are all to be distributed, and all of them are about 15 million.

Then the remaining 550 million can be kept for start-up funds, and will be prepared to use the winery after the New Year. Well, that's it.

Jiang Cheng told them the three of them about his distribution ideas. After hearing this, the three of them were stunned. Jiang Cheng thought they did not agree, so he frowned and asked, "What? Is there a fewer share for you?"

The three of them waved their hands and said, "No, Brother Jiang, we just worked as brick movers for an hour and became millionaires?"

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he smiled happily. He said seriously: "You and I have been through life and death. Dazhi and Zhang Jian were so implicated by me that they were in detention centers. Giving 10 million is a small amount. Don't worry, I will divide the remaining money into four parts, three of you and one part for each person. I will treat them as shares and let you be the major shareholders of my newly opened winery. When the money is distributed at the end of the year, you will also have one part!"

The three of them waved their hands and said that they could not ask for anything. However, with Jiang Cheng's insistence, the three of them still accepted the facts helplessly, but the three of them were thinking: "This life will belong to Brother Jiang in the future!"

Two days later, Xiaohu opened a new Internet cafe with iron generals on the glass door, but there were a lot of guests on the upper floor. However, they were not here to surf the Internet, but to attend the year-end conference, because today is the day when the boss sends red envelopes to everyone!

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