"rustle……"

In a quiet office, two people sat opposite each other on the sofa in the reception area, and there was no other sound except for the rustling sound of flipping documents.

"This lady..."

The old white old man raised his hand tremblingly, folded his reading glasses well and put them away. He sat upright with his body, drooping his eyelids slightly, and looked at Zheng's mother sitting opposite him with his not-so-bright tan eyes, just like a British gentleman.

——In fact, he is indeed an old gentleman.

A suit that was tailored, with meticulously combed silver hair, and a wrinkled face habitually with a polite and friendly smile.

This is the demeanor of an old lawyer who has worked in law for decades.

It is precisely because of the other party’s qualifications that Zheng’s mother visited his firm today.

"I have already made a general clear understanding of your entrustment..."

The old lawyer's speaking speed is quite slow, but every word is pronounced very clearly, with a little charm of time.

"A company involves legal documents. Even if it is a company that has just been established, it is not an easy job to verify all documents, including investigating the real situation of Party B. I am not very energetic alone, so I can only take it slowly. It may take several days to give you accurate results. In addition, I am afraid I am powerless about the accounts. I suggest you entrust an accounting firm. I can recommend several firms I am familiar with."

After hearing the old lawyer's words, Zheng's mother nodded directly with understanding and said, "I understand, you just need to give me a conclusion as soon as possible."

"Of course, this is my duty."

The old lawyer smiled very friendly, held the handrail of the sofa with one hand, bent down and put the folder in his hand back on the top of the pile of documents on the table. Then he lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and continued, "But... according to my brief look at several contracts, from a legal perspective, there is no problem."

"...Are you sure?" Zheng's mother frowned subconsciously and asked.

"Well..." He picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip. The old lawyer looked at Zheng's mother with a calm face, "According to what I saw, there are no problems, no loopholes, and no legal traps. It is a very normal document."

"That's how..." Zheng's mother frowned slightly and lowered her head. A thoughtful look appeared on her mature and beautiful face.

But soon she had a full face, raised her head and smiled faintly at the old lawyer, grabbed her bag and stood up, and said, "Then I'll ask you for this matter first. Please give me a result as soon as possible."

"no problem."

"Then, I'll say goodbye first." Zheng's mother walked to the office door and said politely.

"Please go slowly."

The old lawyer also smiled and stood up slowly from the sofa, nodding to Zheng's mother from the air.

"Bang."

The next moment, under the gentle gaze of the old lawyer, the office door was gently closed.

“…”

After lowering his head and pondering for a while, the old lawyer pursed his shriveled lips and looked at the stack of documents on the table in front of him. A very complicated expression suddenly appeared on his old face.

He struggled for a while, and finally, he took out a cell phone from his arms and dialed a number.

"It\'s_me." (It's me)

The whole person seemed to be unable to hold on and sat back on the sofa. Under the old lawyer's pair of thick white eyebrows, the tan eyes, which were not bright, seemed to appear more and more turbid.

"Is things done?"

A feminine and cold voice came from the phone.

"..." The old lawyer pursed his lips and was silent. He then took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa as if he was extremely tired, and an old palm lifted up weakly, messing up the collar that had been very neatly managed, "...it's done."

"She believed it?"

The person on the other end of the phone asked again.

"It should believe it..."

"The money I gave you was not asking you to give me such a 'should'! I want an accurate reply!"

The person on the other end of the phone said viciously.

"Maybe you should go to another psychologist and ask him to observe the lady's expression so that you can know whether she believes it in her heart!" The old lawyer seemed to be impatient. He sat up, and his old face had a complicated guilt and a faint suppressed anger.

“…”

"ha!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then a laugh suddenly rang out. The other party's sarcastic voice came out through his phone: "Old guy, I'll give you a suggestion. Since you have chosen to be a bad person, don't miss the light of being a good person anymore. Yes! Being a good person is great, and it can satisfy your pitiful conscience, but it only has one thing that is bad, it cannot give you what you want... money."

Speaking of this, the other party's voice became cold and he whispered gloomy: "Don't your lawyer talk about the spirit of contract the most? Since I have collected my money, I hope you can do things well! Right? Mr. Lawyer."

“…”

In an instant, the old lawyer's face seemed to be deteriorating. His lips opened his mouth trembled, but he lowered his head, took a breath and pursed his lips and said, "...I have done everything you asked me to do. I am confident that there is no flaw. After I report the documents to her a few days, the matter should be over."

It was still the same sentence "should", but this time, listening to the old lawyer's stern voice, the other party seemed to be satisfied, but then he asked again with concern: "Are you sure there was no flaw?"

"Well... at least according to my observation, she didn't doubt anything. Of course, I'm not her, and I don't know what the lady was thinking in her heart." The old lawyer said with a calm face.

"Well, then I understand."

On the street not far from this law firm, a car parked on the side of the road. Quan Ning sat in the back seat of the car, holding a mobile phone in the other hand, and his tiny eyes narrowed, staring at Zheng's mother who had stopped a taxi in front of him, who seemed to be preparing to go home.

Looking at the beautiful middle-aged woman from afar, he really couldn't see anything unusual on her face, and said coldly in her mouth: "Finish what you should do, and I will call you the final payment."

After saying that, before waiting for any response on the other side of the phone, Quan Ningyi hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, let out a breath from his mouth, closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat.

"Ha...'Once money sounds, bad things will come to an abrupt end', this sentence is really correct. No matter what kind of bullshit justice you have, the difference is just how much you have to pay."

He tapped his fingers on the window ridge. Quan Ningyi suddenly sneered a little, opened his eyes again, frowned and looked at the direction where his mother Zheng was riding in the car, muttering to himself: "Accounting firm... Although he made fake accounts to prevent any accidents before, but..."

After pondering for a while, he shook his head on his own, "Forget it... at worst, you can buy a few more people, just that little money."

Thinking of this, Quan Ningyi put down his concerns and ordered the young man sitting in the driver's seat in front of him: "Let's go and take me home."

"yes."

Nodded immediately, the young man looked nothing unusual on his face, and he honestly started the car as he said.

So soon, the inconspicuous car on the side of the street started moving and drove in one direction, leaving only a faint string of exhaust gas...

...

"Sir, you are back."

"Um."

When he returned home, Quan Ningyi seemed to have lost the hostility that had grown out of the outside world, making his words and deeds look like those nobles with good etiquette and education. He wore a suit jacket in his hand, a neatly ironed white shirt and straight suit pants, and a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet. He smiled intimately at the Filipino maids he hired to clean the house, and walked upstairs straight to his room.

"call……"

As soon as he entered the room, Quan Ning's friendly smile turned into an impatient expression. He raised his hand and pulled his collar, pulled his tie casually, and threw it onto the bedside with the clothes on his hands. Then he turned around and walked to the desk to pour himself a glass of red wine, tilted his head and drank it all.

“…”

After rubbing the goblet in his hand, Quan Ning looked at the safe in the corner of his room, thinking about it, he put down the wine glass in his hand and walked towards the safe.

"Ding, ding...click, snap!"

After squatting down and entering the electronic password, with the sound of mechanical unlocking, the door of the safe opened a crack with a "pop".

Quan Ning stretched out his hand with a calm look on his face and opened the door of the safe, looking into the box.

However, the next moment, the expression on his face, which was already very calm, suddenly stopped, and his small eyes widened incredibly-

"What...what's going on?!!!"

The whole person stood up suddenly, Quan Ning's cheeks twitched, his eyes widened, and his expression instantly became ferocious and stared at everything in front of him.

But in his sight, the safe that should have had several documents was empty and nothing!

...

...

at the same time.

Just the other side of the ocean, in the high-rise suite of a top hotel in Paris—

The middle-aged white man was wearing a nightgown and holding a glass of red wine in his hand. He was shaking gently. He stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling window and stared at the entire bustling city below, with deep blue eyes.

"Sir, the investigation is over."

A man in a suit and ties came in from outside the door with a document bag in his hand. After a second inspection by several bodyguards, he respectfully walked behind him and bowed.

"How is the result?"

Mark picked up the red wine in his hand and tasted it, his eyes were still observing the city outside the window, and asked faintly.

"It's similar to what you expected before. The other party is indeed not a good person. We have checked that he has a relationship with a group of gangs in Hong Kong, but that gang is not from Hong Kong. According to our investigation, that organization should be related to North Korea."

"North Korea?"

The thick and messy eyebrows were raised, and Mark seemed to be interested, and turned his head and looked at the subordinate who came to report to him with interest.

"Yes, through our network of relationships, we have a preliminary understanding that the other party's main business should be drug trafficking. The specific headquarters is not clear, but there are strongholds in various Asian countries." The man nodded and said, "Hong Kong is just a stronghold in China. Quan Ningyi is considered a small leader of them. Simply put, his responsibility is to use his shell company to wash the black money transferred from drug trafficking for the organization."

"So, he also used Jessica's company?"

After listening to his subordinates' report, Mark's expression did not change anyway. As if he had expected it, he asked again calmly after taking another sip of red wine.

"It cannot be said that it is all use." The man shook his head, "For Miss Zheng's company, Quan Ning did not make any moves in most parts of Miss Zheng's company. All the company's establishment procedures are legal and comply with the regulations."
To be continued...