Chapter 325 Zhang Moxuan's Plan
A cold snap suddenly hit the brightly lit street.
Zhang Moxuan wrapped his windbreaker tightly, and he was so cold that he swayed. Huaihai is too cold in winter, especially when there is wind, it is really windy! The air was damp and cold, combined with the wind, which made it all the more uncomfortable. Although Zhang Moxuan is still worrying about Song Renjie's matter, it can't freeze the touch of his body!
My heart is cold, and my body is also cold! Zhang Moxuan ran to a nearby 7-11 convenience store with small steps, and ordered some oden: white radish, lobster balls, kelp, konjac shreds, cuttlefish balls, flower sausage, etc. After eating some oden and drinking two mouthfuls of hot soup, Zhang Moxuan felt that he had come back to life.
It's really not easy. I hold a small paper cup by myself, and inside the paper cup is steaming oden. And although my body is warm, my heart is still cold! Because I still don't know how to deal with the matter between myself and Song Renjie.
I like Song Renjie, but because of my identity, I can't get together with him. Unless it means that you can break away from such an organization, but how difficult it is! Jihad organizations have many eyes and ears, ranging from civilians to officials. Their tentacles are everywhere, and it is too difficult to escape their clutches.
And the Magneto King I came into contact with last time must not be a good person. I have this feeling in the dark, the other party is definitely not a good guy. There must be a purpose for him to get close to him. Although he has not revealed his true face, he is never wrong when he judges people.
I am actually a person living in the cracks. Walking on the streets of Huaihai and feeling the strong cold current, Zhang Moxuan felt that in this cold world, only the Oden in his hands was still warm.
"I don't want much, I just want to live a good life. But this world is not friendly to my little wishes!" Zhang Moxuan sighed in his heart, he couldn't withdraw from the organization, and Being targeted by that Magneto King (actually Zhang Tong). They will always force themselves to do things they don't like.
I can't implicate Song Renjie, I need to stay as far away from him as possible, so that I can protect him. Zhang Moxuan shook the oden in his hand, although he thought so, tears flowed down his face. Can you really let go? Zhang Moxuan looked at the dim street lights feeling lost.
And at this time his phone rang again: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Zhang Moxuan looked at his phone, it was still Song Renjie calling. This was already his fifteenth call. Zhang Moxuan looked at the phone number for a long time, then gritted his teeth and hung up the phone. Then he dropped the phone to the ground hard, and the phone was torn apart.
"I can't be like this anymore. People are knives, I'm fish. I lay on the chopping board and was slaughtered by those guys at will, and I didn't even have the basic right to pursue happiness!" Zhang Moxuan was ruthless in his heart: "I have gone through so much, and now I finally I want to understand one thing, that is, no matter how hard the fish to be slaughtered is, it will not be able to escape the last knife. If you want to avoid being knifed, then the only way is to become a Daozu yourself!" At that moment, Zhang Moxuan's inner thoughts occurred a huge change.
If his life continues as usual, without the surgery performed on him by Magneto (Zhang Tong), and without meeting Song Renjie. Maybe his life will still be the same as before, working for the organization all the time, not knowing where the future is, and not knowing why he is doing these things. At this moment, Zhang Moxuan thought about many things clearly. He understood if he still wanted to pursue something and have his own life. Then he must be his own master.
After eating all the Oden in his hand and drinking the soup, Zhang Moxuan threw the paper cup into the trash can. He turned around with a ruthless look on his face.
"My destiny can only be controlled by myself!"
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On Jianghua's side, her team members were still eating and drinking, while working overtime to find all kinds of information. It must be said that good logistics can enhance the combat effectiveness of troops. It is not unreasonable for China to attach great importance to the training of cooking soldiers since ancient times. According to the original words of a squad leader of a cooking class in a cctv7 program: Only those who perform better among the recruits will be selected by me to join the cooking class. This shows the importance of cooking logistics. Just like now, everyone did not delay eating and drinking while working.
A piece of information was found out by the team members and brought together on Jianghua's desk.
"Li Zhiqiang is a senior executive of New Century Accounting Firm and one of the first three founders of the company."
"The legal representative of New Century Accounting Firm is also Li Zhiqiang. However, the capital for the registration does not come from Li Zhiqiang, but an angel venture capital."
"There is no problem with this venture capital fund."
"Xu Tian is still in a coma, so he can't ask questions in the hospital."
"The main conflict between Xu Tian and Li Zhiqiang has been found out. Li Zhiqiang was entrusted to check the accounts of Xu Tian's company. It seems that Xu Tian embezzled 50 million of the company's funds into his own account."
"Hey, your information is wrong. Li Zhiqiang is an accountant, and his job is to check the company's situation. What is Xu Tian's embezzlement of public funds related to him? If he finds anything, he can just report it to Xu Tian's parent company! What is he doing? Do you want to imprison, kidnap and torture Li Zhiqiang?"
All kinds of information were gathered into Jiang Hua's desk, which made Jiang Hua a little troubled. She didn't know where to start looking. And she also agrees with what her team members said, that Li Zhiqiang is just an accountant, even if Xu Tian is suspected of embezzling public funds, what does this have to do with Li Zhiqiang? There must be some connection between the two, but I haven't caught it yet. This gave Jiang Hua a headache.
When Jiang Hua had a headache, Song Renjie walked in with a disappointed face, holding two cups of cold milk tea in his hands. Jiang Hua saw him, and Jiang Hua yelled at Song Renjie: "Old Song, what's wrong with you?"
"Ah? What? It's nothing. Aha, I went to the wrong place. I should be sleeping in the dormitory now. I was thinking about something, but I went wrong." Song Renjie behaved very strangely and spoke without logic. Jiang Hua was about to stop him and ask him if he was sick.
Li Tianfeng came over with a piece of information at this time: "I found Li Zhiqiang's last phone call and talked a lot for several minutes, and that phone number is not in his address book, and there is no name. But we contacted the telecommunications company to find it." The owner of the number is Zhang Moxuan!"