How did i become a god

Jing Gao called Xiaoqi a car and sent Zhao Qinghan to Rongcheng.Zhao Qinghan just bought a car not long ago, and Jing Gao must be worried when she drives the highway.

Zhao Qinghan waited for a while at the Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion, and happened to have a photo with Chu Xuefei, who came out wearing a bathrobe, a delicate and heroic spirit, and a cold and glamorous skinny.Each is good at winning.

After a while, Zhao Qinghan went downstairs and took Xiaoqi's car to Rongcheng, driving the Mercedes Benz.

Chu Xuefei got dressed, she will go to work today.He is 1.70 meters tall, in an off-white mid-skirt, stepped on high heels of five centimeters, tall and skinny.The eyes are slightly long and narrow, but her beauty is not compromised, and her temperament is cold.

He proactively offered a sweet kiss, with sly eyes in his beautiful eyes, and asked: "Ms. Jing, was it your 4th or 5th?"

Jing Gao hugged her and patted her little tuck.Chu Xuefei was charming and wild under the appearance of the cold beauty.In the past, his imagination was limited by his appearance and poverty. Now he knows what it is like for girls to take the initiative.

"Go to work. Ask you for tea another day."

"Okay!" Chu Xuefei took a high mouth, smiled and waved her little hand, and drove the high black Magotan to work.

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Junsheng Law Firm is a well-known law firm in Beijing.Jing Gao entrusted Li Wei's case to his old acquaintance lawyer Zhang.

The two met outside the city's second detention center in the morning.Lawyer Zhang is leading his assistants Gao Yi and Chen Yujie in the shadow of the building.

"Mr. Jing..." Attorney Zhang saw the coffee in his hand thrown into the trash can, walked over quickly, and shook hands with Jing Gao.

Jing Gao shook hands with Attorney Zhang, "Is all the formalities completed?"

"Ok."

Jing Gao nodded to Gao Yi and Chen Yujie as a greeting.He is not in the mood to see Chen Yujie after so many days.

Four people go in together.Soon, the process is over.Jing Gao saw Li Wei in a small room.He was shaved and wore a yellow vest. When Jing Gao came to see him, tears filled his eyes immediately, "Jing Shao, thank you! Thank you for coming to see me."

Jing Gao smiled and patted Li Wei on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Look at what you said. You are implicated by me."

Li Wei wiped his tears and snot, shook his head and sighed, "I made the mistake first, and let Fatty Ma catch the loophole." He said, lowered his voice: "Jing Shao, Fatty Ma asked the thin monkey to buy me. Fuck you off. I didn’t say anything. But you have to pay attention recently."

Jing Gao frowned and nodded lightly, "Okay, I know. I will ask Lawyer Zhang to represent your case. Don't worry."

"Ok."

After coming out of the detention center, Jing Gao did not greet Lawyer Zhang, Gao Yi, and Chen Yujie. He simply shook hands and left in the car.No one can feel the depressed atmosphere.

"Go back to the law firm!" Attorney Zhang ordered, and Yu Gao drove the two back to the law firm in a black Buick.

Chen Yujie sat in the co-pilot, holding the document bag in her hand, this is the case file, and she was silent.

Gao Yi smiled in his heart. I told you earlier, don't get too close to this boss.Look, no one takes you as a dish.Asked: "Mr. Zhang, this case seems a bit tricky."

Attorney Zhang was meditating in the back row and replied, "So Mr. Jing meant to drag as much as possible and wait for a turnaround."

Gao Yi sighed: "Transfer? I think it's difficult."

Chen Yujie nodded afterwards.She is also not optimistic about this case.

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Fu Ye drove a black BMW.The atmosphere in the car was dull.

Jing Gao recalled his tragic situation when he visited Li Wei just now, and gently pursed his mouth.At this time, the phone's ringtone rang suddenly.

It is a strange number.

"Ms. Jing, remember me?" Huang Mingyuan's voice came on the phone, "Do you have time to sit at Xianghe Golf Club? Fan brother wants to see you."

"Okay." Jing Gao hung up the phone and ordered: "Old Fu, go to Xianghe Golf Club."

Fu Ye didn't say a word and turned around at the crossroads.He always felt like Jing was relaxed.

Xianghe Golf Club is a well-known golf course in Beijing.Its hardware conditions are not the best, but it is located in the Xishan Fudi, with beautiful scenery and natural scenery, and is sought after by the rich in Beijing.

And its supporting facilities are naturally more than just a golf course.There are also advanced supporting facilities and luxurious club services. It is the best business and leisure club in Xishan.It has a first-class cigar room, wine cellar, spa, meeting room center and so on.

When Jing Gao's car arrived at Xianghe Golf Club, he followed a staff member to a cigar room.

The layout of this room is elegant and spacious.The drawers full of cigars are in the wooden cabinets visited against the wall, and the temperature is good.

Two men were standing on the reception sofa.One of them is Huang Mingyuan who Jing Gao lived in Rongcheng.At the age of 33, he wore Givenchy casual clothes, T-shirts and slacks, with a quiet temperament.

Huang Mingyuan smiled, shook hands with Jing Gao, and introduced, "This is my Brother Fan."

Brother Fan looked a bit old, and his face was a bit hollowed out.He is tall and burly, with a face with Chinese characters and very attractive features.Wearing a blue shirt and black trousers, there is a faint breath on his body.

Fan Yang was also looking at Jing Gao, and suddenly smiled, and said, "The hero is a boy! Xiao Jing, sit down."

The tone is loud.

Jing Gao looked calm, and Yiyan sat on the black single-seater sofa.

Fan Yang said: "Cigar, red wine, like that?"

Jing Gao calmly said: "Come to the red bar." He didn't worry to open the topic.Any fool can guess Fan Yang's idea.

Huang Mingyuan poured a glass of red wine for Jing Gao and said, "Ms. Jing, please ask Zhong Qiming to check Zhao Canglong's Hong Kong stock account. Zhong Qiming ask Fan Ge for this matter." Give Jing Gao a look, understand?

Jing Gao took the wine glass and asked in a deep voice, "Have you found out?"

Fan Yang smiled, turned around and took out a file bag from the coffee table and placed it in front of Jing Gao, "I have been fighting privately with Zhao Canglong for so many years. It is very simple. Here are the details of his stock and futures investment in Hong Kong Island.

Xiaojing, you can do it!Everyone thinks that you want to fight Fatty first, you just want to bring down Zhao Canglong.The young man is very thoughtful.

However, it is useless if you let Zhao Canglong lose some money in the stock market.His family is big and he doesn't care about losing tens of millions.Are you interested in working with me?"

Jing Gao sipped his wine calmly, "How does Fan Shao want to cooperate?"

Fan Yang was smoking a cigar and the smoke was rising. Fan Er, who was very instructive, said: "Your title of XX is still very useful. You continue to fight against Zhao Canglong. I know that grandson, his hands are very dark. It must be. Will trouble you again.

At that time, you will react to the city, saying that the grandson destroys the business environment in the city.I will find public opinion to expose him again, and I will do something in the back.At that time, he will peel off his skin if he is not dead.

Is your helper called Li Wei?His case is not an issue at all, I will come forward to help you handle it later.Fatty Ma's stubborn stuff."

Jing Gao wanted to laugh a little.

This Shao Fan fooled him as a fool.He charged into the battle as this gun, he didn't know if Zhao Canglong was dead, he would definitely be finished by then.Therefore, this Fan Yang is indeed not Zhao Canglong's opponent.

"I understand Shao Fan's kindness. Let's do our own things." Jing Gao got up, picked up the file bag and left.

He really wanted to find "allies", but not Fan Yang.But...

"Grass!" Huang Mingyuan looked at Jing Gao's back and exploded directly, "Fan Ge, this kid is too arrogant. I'll get the files back."

Fan Yang smoked his cigar and waved his hand, "Forget it. It's good for Zhao Canglong to be sick."

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Jing Gao drove back to the office in China World Trade Center, first made a phone call, and then called Dong Lingxi, "Dong, make an appointment. I want to meet Zhao."