After coming out, Zhou Liuyi discovered that when Nanyi came, they drove not one car but two cars.
Nanyi smoothed her hair and called Zhou Liuyi:
"Come up."
Nanyi has its own driver. The seats in the back are spacious. Under the dim light, Nanyi looked at Zhou Liu a few times, her beautiful eyes flickering:
"From now on, we are partners."
Saturday smiled and said:
“It’s my honor.”
Nan Yi suddenly moved closer to him, bringing with her a scent and the sharpness of a great beauty conquering all directions:
"I will definitely check you out."
Zhou Liuyi would be lying if he said he was not nervous. Several people who had been with this group of people had died and many had been imprisoned.
If he were discovered, there was a high probability that these people would find ways to frame him and kill him.
This is a road of no return.
Ding Jianshe, Xie Yutian, Han Chu... I don't know how long this list will be.
Saturday smiled:
"Check it out. I've been raided by the police several times. Now I'm so poor that I have to take out installment loans to pick up girls."
Nanyi smiled and gave Zhou Liuyi a look that could only be understood but not expressed in words:
Come and pick me up, I don’t want money!
Nanyi took Zhou Liuyi back to Fengmingxuan.
This place not only provides beauty services for women, but also for men, and there are many ready-made accessories such as clothes, watches, and ties.
Nanyi asked Zhou Liuyi to take a shower first. As for the clothes he wore, Nanyi threw them all into the trash can in front of him.
"Next, you have to get used to the life of the rich, BMWs, and spending money lavishly."
Then, two technicians did Zhou Liuyi's hair and trimmed his nails. After that, they applied some makeup and changed his clothes. He stood in front of the mirror. He didn't look like a man who made a living by himself, but rather like a typical rich second-generation.
Still that kind of shrewd rich second generation.
Nanyi came over, and the two of them stood in front of the mirror, looking as pleasing to the eye as a wedding photo poster.
Nanyi felt a little regretful:
"What a shame. I'm a few years older than you."
Zhou Liuyi put his hands around Nanyi's shoulders and looked at the person in the mirror:
"A woman's age is always a mystery. As long as you think you are younger than me, you are my sister."
Nanyi loved hearing these words, which immediately prompted her to change her mind:
"Let's partner up."
Partnership and cooperation are not the same thing. Cooperation is a two-way thing, but partnership requires two people to be of the same mind and share weal and woe.
According to Nanyi's appearance, it means that two people have to appear in front of people together.
Nan Yi stroked his chest:
"You are one of your own now."
Then, Nanyi bent down, showing her curvaceous figure, and took out a folder from the safe in the room and handed it to Zhou Liuyi:
"Within a week, we have to become friends with the people here."
Zhou Liuyi opened it and found information about an investment company. Nanyi also prepared a new identity for Zhou Liuyi:
The illegitimate son of a well-known leader in Sanjiang City.
When Zhou Liu saw this, he felt a sharp pain in his temples. Even if his father Zhou Kuan, who died early, was alive today and worked 996 every day, he would never be able to hold a position of this level.
"All our arrangements are subject to the director's orders."
Director?
This word is both familiar and unfamiliar, but Zhou Liuyi keenly captured that the director here does not mean the same thing as the director that everyone understands.
In other words, this director has nothing to do with the government department.
However, Nanyi's explanation could easily lead to misunderstanding, and people would then think they were protected by someone and act lawless.
On Saturday, I instinctively flipped through the pages quickly, but there was no mark on what I was doing.
Impersonating the leader's son is an act in itself too bold.
What is outrageous is that even Liang Peihe, Guo Shengli, and even the higher-ups, Zhang Shiyu, who is at the deputy-department level, may not have the opportunity to meet this big leader in a meeting.
There is a difference in level.
Just like Zhou Liuyi's life-and-death struggle in front, the colleagues felt very excited, but in the eyes of Xie Min and Zhang Shiyu, it was just a small fight and would not make much waves.
Because they have seen even greater blood and gore in their position.
Saturday's question:
"That's it?"
Nanyi asked back:
"Don't dare?"
Saturday, I sat on the sofa with my arms and legs spread out, looking at my clothes:
"These brand-name clothes of mine are all fake, right?"
Nanyi sat down and placed her delicate and boneless hand on Zhou Liuyi's shoulder:
“This person doesn’t respect the clothes first and then the person, but respects the power first and then the person. Even if a poor person saves money and buys an Hermès bag, as long as he takes the bus, everyone will think that the bag is fake.
But even if a rich person wears a fake watch, others will think it is real.
The laws of the world are so unreasonable.
Besides, the current social circle is so unreasonable. "
Saturday's sip:
"They are selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton. Am I the mutton?"
Nanyi bent down and sat on Zhou Liuyi. She saw that there was flesh where there should be flesh, and thin where there should be thin, but when it hung on her body, it actually felt weightless.
For many people, such a woman is a weapon. She played with Zhou Liuyi's hands and carefully looked at the calluses on Zhou Liuyi's fingertips.
It is obvious that it was typed out on a computer. Sun Ming, who went to prison, was a computer typist.
Liang Peihe is now deploying his personnel more and more seamlessly.
Nanyi also gave this plan a name:
"Have you heard of stealing and replacing the truth? Have you heard of mixing pearls with fakes? It means reducing costs in exchange for some good things."
Zhou Liuyi put his hand on Nanyi's shoulder, and a faint fragrance came over him:
"Will others agree to this?"
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"You have to agree even if you don't want to. Let me tell you, the people without money nowadays are just ordinary people. The real rich people are almost suffocated by their money because they have no place to spend it.
Just look at the elderly people nowadays, they have been defrauded of hundreds of millions of dollars. Young people don’t have that much money, most of them have taken out loans.
Ordinary people can't even find a reliable channel to deposit their money, let alone those multinational giants and capitalists?"
Zhou Liu understood immediately that this was a trap to kill a foreigner.
You wouldn’t expect this, but Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts has such a broad scope of business.
Liang Peihe mentioned that the project that truly affected three or four real estate projects in Sanjiang City was actually a retirement apartment project.
After the house was topped out, the developer used various excuses to transfer all the money away.
And not just one family.
But the so-called retirement project, which is located on the seaside and is in cooperation with local companies, is equivalent to outsourcing the project. However, the local developers paid the money and worked hard to build institutions such as the sanatorium, but they were not the ones who collected the money.
A group of people have already appeared on the Internet and have been collecting money in various ways.
These are all people’s livelihood projects!
I don’t know how much this woman in front of me has to do with these things.
Seeing Zhou Liuyi's hesitation, Nan Yi sat on the sofa, poured a glass of red wine, and shook it gently, making her lips and teeth look even redder:
"From now on, think of yourself as an actor and enjoy this adventure."
Zhou Liu raised his hand and gently pinched Nan Yi's chin:
"Then what?"
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"I want to see if you are qualified."
What I mean is that this is still a test.
After a week of intensive study, I learned about wine and watches, and often drove Nanyi's car and went to various high-end shopping malls with her.
One night, Nanyi took Zhou Liuyi out for dinner and booked a room at a local landscape manor. This was definitely the most high-end club in the area because it was located in a historical site with a spring dating back three thousand years. The authorities were particularly worried that this place would dry up, so people were not allowed to come here normally and it was locked all year round. As a result, there was no large-scale demolition around it for fear that the groundwater would dry up.
But now, a wooden bridge has been specially built, so you can cross it directly and have your meal in a modern pavilion.
When I entered on Saturday, it was warm and I realized that the place was equipped with central air conditioning. There were people in their sixties sitting at a table, including a foreigner with blue eyes and blonde hair.
Nanyi told Saturday:
"When you meet them later, you must be elegant and look like a rich young man."
Zhou Liu put his hands in his pockets and looked gloomy, looking like a well-educated second-generation official.
He is ahead of the NAFA:
"It means that you must appear to be more quiet, bad-tempered, and mysterious than everyone else present."
The way Nanyi looks at Zhou Liuyi now is that he is a work of art of his own and he is quite satisfied with it:
"right."
Nanyi is really beautiful. There is a hint of nobility in her every move, so foreigners are all staring at her.
On the table, there is real Moutai.
The foreigner's name was Stephenson. It took him a long while to turn his eyes back and he kept asking Zhou Liu a question, which could be described as three soul-searching questions:
Where did you go to college?
Zhou Liuyi is a coder and has good English and math skills. A poor student may not be able to play the role of a good student, but when a good student plays the role of a poor student, it is a dimensionality reduction attack.
Standard answer:
In Northern Ireland, I hang out with a bunch of people. The place we go most often is Chinatown to eat hotpot. In the first two years, I bought Apple phones for my relatives in China, but in recent years I have been buying phone cases for my foreign friends.
The foreigner asked again:
Who do you usually play with?
Standard answer:
My family is strict, so I don’t have much time to play. I won’t be able to play in the future.
Then he invited everyone to drink and eat, and he looked like a well-behaved child who respected the elders.
Although Zhou Liuyi runs a small shop at home, many of his customers are either rich or noble, so he can handle such situations.
The plan was very simple. They just invited a group of people who had been retired for a long time and worked in low-paying jobs to have a meal.
Don’t be fooled by the intimidating name. In fact, those who drove in the unit thirty years ago were treated as section-level cadres when they retired.
Only those who have worked in the system can see through such things at a glance. When Zhou Liuyi was at the police station, he often went to nursing homes to mediate disputes and conflicts.
He just wondered why such a group of people were gathered together.
During the dinner, Zhou Liuyi only needed to keep quiet and act mysterious, while Nanyi had to show that he was very respectful and afraid of Zhou Liuyi and say a few words to the foreigner from time to time.
I don’t know why, but Zhou Liuyi always felt that the man sitting in the corner was a little weird.
Nanyi calls him:
Uncle Song.
He doesn't talk much and looks very shy. He is dark, thin and not very tall. When others toast him, he just stands up timidly and drinks it in one gulp.
Only when everyone took turns to toast, he walked up to Zhou Liuyi with a glass of wine, looking very excited but suppressed:
“You’ve grown so big!”
“That’s great!”
"At that time, I was still a little kid, not very tall, and I would gasp for air in the winter. Your mother was afraid that she couldn't keep me alive."
…
After saying this, he seemed to feel that he had said something too offensive, and he quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, drank the wine himself, and said to Zhou Liuyi:
"Just a drink, no need to drink..."
Zhou Liu hugged him and pretended to be very touched, but he was speechless. In fact, a thousand alpacas were roaring in his heart.
Where did this old man come from?
The father from Nanyi should be real, but where did this old man hire this actor from?
If Zhou Liuyi hadn't been very clear about his background, he would have thought that the person hugging him now was his family's former driver.
Nanyi smooths things over:
"Everyone, come and try it. This Kobe lobster is pretty good."
Saturday Clip up:
“Isn’t Kobe famous for its beef?”
Nanyi Smile:
"Because this lobster was raised on Kobe beef."
There was a pretty girl sitting next to them, and everyone at the table was laughing so hard that they were bent over.
After the meal, he respectfully saw off all the uncles and aunts, and called the driver to take this foreigner to the hotel where he was staying.
Polite, thoughtful, and at ease.
However, the foreigners' eyes were still on Nanyi and they did not pay any attention to Zhou Liuyi's fake identity.
After everyone left, Nanyi put his arm around Zhou Liuyi, looking like a young couple who had finished a day's work and were enjoying a moment of tenderness.
"Did you see anything?"
Zhou Liuyi touched Nanyi's hair, which was well maintained like porcelain, smooth as satin, and soft to the touch, making people want to touch it again and again.
Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts is the best prop.
"The one sitting next to me should be the deputy director of the Veteran Activity Center, right? The one sitting opposite me is the head of the Cultural Bureau, right? As for the one next to Stephenson who keeps urging people to drink, is he the retired leader of a local state-owned enterprise?"
Nan Yi was shocked, then nodded, with approval in his eyes:
"Yes, you are right about everything."
Saturday one:
"So, at this drinking party today, except for me who is fake and the driver who toasted me who is fake, everyone else is real, especially the one on the left who works at the bank."
Nanyi was shocked:
"Good eyesight, how did you guess that?"
Nanyi was already thinking in her mind that she couldn't bring him along for this kind of thing in the future, but Zhou Liu lit up a cigarette:
"Isn't this easy? He was still wearing the bank uniform. Others were eating and chatting leisurely, but he was the only one observing others."
Nanyi breathed a sigh of relief:
"Then you are quite accurate."
Saturday one:
"I have been laundering money for such a long time. If I didn't have a keen eye, I would have been stabbed to death. Lying dead on the street would be the least of my worries. In order to make some accounts exactly the same as those at the bank so that people can't find any mistakes, I even went to the bank to see how those who were doing the loan business did it."
Nanyi nodded repeatedly, with approval in her eyes. She also took out a card and gave it to Zhou Liuyi:
"I assure you that this money is the profit obtained through legitimate transactions. You can spend it."
I weighed it on Saturday and found the password on the back:
"How many?"
Southern Arts Road:
"Three hundred thousand."
Three hundred thousand! ?
Zhou Liuyi is no longer so sensitive about money. This is all thanks to his work at the anti-fraud center, where the lowest case he comes across every day is worth a starting amount of 300,000 yuan.
After all, it was a low-level case between acquaintances, and experienced old detectives like Xu Hai in the police station could solve the case directly.
Cases that are slightly more complicated will be transferred to the Criminal Police Brigade and the Economic Investigation Brigade.
Only serious cases will be sent to the Anti-Fraud Center, where a special task force will be set up.
Nan Yi was a little unhappy to see Zhou Liuyi so calm. She stood on tiptoe, hugged Zhou Liuyi with her arms, and kissed him on the cheek:
"Of course, this little money is nothing. I am still here."
Zhou Liuyi pinched Nanyi's waist and patted her buttocks:
"With you tonight, I won't need the three hundred thousand."
For the next two or three days, Zhou Liuyi stayed with Nanyi all the time, and there were even two bodyguards following him. Even when he went to the toilet, he went to the bathroom.
Nanyi explained that this was to show off, but Zhou Liuyi saw through it at a glance and realized that it was surveillance.
The places he goes to are very high-end. He can spend more than a thousand yuan on breakfast alone, and there is no upper limit for lunch and dinner.
The inconspicuous wine bottle contained very high-year wine. The waiters in the five-star hotel where we stayed were all wearing branded suits.
As for going in and out, there is a special driver who wears a suit and white gloves.
The show was so extravagant and lawless.
Even more, Nanyi brought Zhou Liuyi to an auction and bought a Qing Dynasty brush washer worth more than 200,000 yuan and a Ming Dynasty bowl and plate set worth more than 4 million yuan.
The reason is very simple:
The only thing missing on my father's desk is a pen washer.
My father likes to use old bowls that are a bit old.
I went back on Saturday and poured a glass of water:
"It's not right for you to do this."
Nanyi smiled and said:
"That's nothing. Don't you read the entertainment news? Six or seven hundred yuan is not enough for some people's food expenses. They need milk and eggs, something better."
Saturday, leaning back in the chair:
"I've read his profile. He's a legendary leader who came from a village and rose to power quickly through institutional reforms. But before he went to college, he also picked up cow dung? I think it's normal for me to eat at a roadside stall."
Nan Yi shook his head;
"That foreigner has to see your consumption bill every day, which will affect his judgment."
Saturday smiled and said:
"Judge? What judgement? Eating and drinking are just superficial efforts. If you want him to really believe, these are not enough."
Nanyi kept asking Zhou Liuyi what she needed to do, but Zhou Liuyi turned around and asked her:
"What do you want to sell to that foreigner?"
Nanyi leaned over, put her long legs on Zhou Liuyi, and slid her hands down:
“That’s not something you can know right now.”
Saturday one:
"If you don't tell me, I guarantee that the money in that foreigner's pocket will never reach your hands."
Nanyi crossed his arms across his chest, looking majestic and quite complacent:
"How about it? Tell me, and I'll be yours."
Saturday raised an eyebrow:
“I never ask for help.”
Nanyi walked a few steps quickly in her high heels, and her whole body seemed to be walking on lotus leaves, with every step she took:
"You want me to beg you?"
The two of them were actually angry with each other over something like this. They had been sleeping in the same bed every night, but with their backs to each other.
Nanyi never took the initiative to want anything to happen, and was obviously waiting for Zhou Liuyi to take the initiative. However, Zhou Liuyi fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, which made her feel a little angry.
Nanyi had been following Zhou Liuyi. The police wanted to get close to him but couldn't find a suitable point. The next day, when Zhou Liuyi went to a restaurant for dinner, the waiter brought him an iced American coffee and poured it on him.
The waiter apologized repeatedly:
"Excuse me, sir, do you have any other clothes? I'll take them to the laundry department for you after you change them."
Nanyi was playing with his phone and nodded casually.
In the laundry department, Zhou Liuyi saw Lei Ming. He winked and then gestured to her for paper and pen.
He used all the skills he had learned from Jing Heming. He quickly drew the bank man's face on his notebook, and then wrote on the paper:
Find this person, check the people who have contact with him, and if they want to sign any contract, stop them in time!
There is a double horizontal line below the stop, which means it is very dangerous.
It was urgent to write, but I had to pretend to be casual when speaking:
"What the hell did you do? You actually splashed water all over me. Do you know how expensive my suit is?"
Then, Zhou Liuyi was about to leave, but Lei Ming suddenly hugged him.
Zhou Liuyi felt like a piece of ice that had fallen into a ball of fire, burning his hands to the point of biting them.
Lei Ming was ten centimeters lower than Zhou Liuyi. If he moved one centimeter forward, he could kiss her forehead.
Zhou Liu's heart was pounding, he lowered his head and kissed her.
It turns out that one second can be eternity and it really exists.
Lei Ming looked up, his eyes sparkling, the brightest eyes Zhou Liuyi had ever seen in his life. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a shallow dimple, making him look handsome and upright.
Saturday I wanted to kiss it.
But Lei Ming made a gesture to keep quiet, and put his slender index finger on his lips, then smiled and made a mouth shape:
Wait until later.
Lip reading recognition is actually also included in the training of new police officers, because police officers will check a lot of surveillance videos. Some of them cannot receive audio due to long distances, but the camera can capture it, so they can judge what the person said through lip reading.
This is actually a process of practice makes perfect.
As soon as Zhou Liu understood, Lei Ming gave him a clear reply.
The hidden thoughts of a teenager are ignorant and passionate, but how could an experienced criminal police not see them?
But due to their age and status, they all pretended not to see it.
Her eyes are so clear and transparent, she has seen all the ups and downs in the world, but her original intention remains unchanged. She has never misunderstood Zhou Liuyi, Xiaona, and Nanyi, or she simply doesn't care.
The nineteen years between them could offset everything.
Then, Lei Ming turned around and ran out the back door. Another waiter came over and tidied up his changed clothes. She also kept apologizing as the police outside had taught her:
"I'm sorry sir."
But a fire has now been lit in Zhou Liuyi's heart, and it is burning brightly enough to dispel all the haze on the road ahead.