Guo Dakuan stood motionless.

"Liao Ang!" Luo Jiajun raised his head and shouted.

Liao Ang stopped when he heard the sound.

"Whoever sits in this room has the right to speak. Lao Ou frowned and looked at Liao Ang and asked, "People said it, you can refute it if you think it's wrong, but what do you want to do if you want to kill people?"

Liao Ang's forehead was bruised, his eyes stared at Guo Dakuan and asked, "You said you gave me money, what evidence is there?!"

"I transferred the land with your consent...... Without you to speak, I can't be the master myself?!" Guo Dakuan's cheeks slid down tears, and his voice responded hoarsely: "And the other high-level officials also know very well that I gave you money!"

"Is he right?" Luo Jiahong turned to the senior executives sitting on the sofa and asked.

The crowd was silent.

"I'm asking you, right or not!" Luo Jiahong asked.

"Yes!" a middle-aged man echoed, bowing his head.

"Yes, when we talked about this, we had already decided how to distribute the money, Mr. Liao...... I did take five million!"

“……！”

Liao Ang turned to look at the people who were frantically mending their knives, his face was pale and he had nothing to say.

These people used to be all small roles in Liao Ang's eyes, just middle and high-level members of regional companies, and they usually nodded to themselves, and they couldn't pose a threat at all, but today's words are full of murderous intent, because they are all labeled as Luo Jiajun.

"Is there any evidence?" asked Old Ou, looking up.

"Yes. Luo Jiahong nodded and shouted, "Where is the little secretary?"

"No need to scream!" Liao Ang suddenly interrupted Luo Jiahong's words: "You are deliberately designing me, the purpose is clear to everyone, and I also believe that you must have done a good job of evidence." ”

Luo Jiahong stood at the door of the kitchen: "I'm just thinking about the company, you're not worthy of being targeted!"

"Okay, I admit it. Liao Ang turned his head and glanced at Jiajun: "You said that I was greedy for five million, then I would be greedy!"

There was silence in the room.

"I, Liao Ang, am cooperating with Jiajun with funds, which is not only known to people in the company, but also to people in the Zhejiang J circle. Liao Ang shook his head and recounted with a smile: "Lao Tzu has taken out hundreds of millions of family funds, but now in the face of five million, he can't control his desires?...... I don't understand, with such a clumsy frame-up, there are still people who believe it, and what kind of fair discussion is it that they are pretending to be?"

"You're rushing at me?" asked Lao Ou, looking up.

"I don't rush anyone, I just think that the current Sanxin is not worth my investment...... Okay, I made a mistake, can't I admit it?" Liao Ang raised his head and said: "From now on, I will liquidate the shares and withdraw from Sanxin Company!"

Luo Jiajun didn't say a word, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"You don't have to feel unbalanced. Lao Ou replied in a flat voice: "Guo Dakuan is your person, right? Your people are greedy for so much money, aren't you responsible?"

Liao Ang was stunned.

"He's related to you, right? A person like Guo Dakuan, without your care, would he be able to climb to today's position?" Lao Ou said reasonably: "Family faction, exclusive resources, do you dare to say that you haven't done these things?!"

Liao Ang looked at Lao Ou and was speechless for a while.

"If you are wrong, you have to admit it, and if you are beaten, you will stand firm, your side is so clean, and others can't find you if they want to find you. Lao Ou smoked a cigarette and whispered: "It's no problem for you to quit, but there are conditions!"

"What conditions?" Luo Jiajun interjected.

"The shares in Liao Ang's hands were withdrawn by the head office and hung in Lao Luo's name, and no one else could touch them. Second, the senior executives of Liao Ang's descendants have all resigned from Sanxin and cannot be hired again!"

Luo Jiajun's heart was cold when he heard this.

The two conditions are all for themselves.

Not allowing Liao Ang to sell his shares to himself is obviously controlling his own development and cutting off all the top echelons of Liao Ang's faction, which is cutting off his right arm......

Luo Jiajun smoked a cigarette and put a sarcastic smile on his face: "The famous is still famous, I have nothing to say!"

"Hey, isn't that right?!" Bao Wenduo looked up at everyone and suddenly said: "I remember, our Sanxin has a family law......! Internal corruption, that's going to be chopped off!"

Luo Jiajun raised his head when he heard the sound, slapped his right hand on the coffee table with a snap, and said word by word: "Liao Ang gave me the five million, you can chop it!"

"I don't dare to do this work, but I can't do it like this!" Bao Wenduo said with a smile: "This old saying is good, the state has national laws, and the family has family rules...... He said yes, and swaggered away!"

Lao Ou frowned when he heard Bao Wenduo's words, and said in his heart that the purpose of the other side had been achieved, and at this time, there was something to chop his hands about, which was obviously a bit too much, but what Bao Wenduo said was fine, if you stop him now, you will have the intention of shielding Liao Ang, so Lao Ou thought about it for a long time and did not reply.

"Family law is family law. Bao Wenduo touched his head, lowered his head and said, "Otherwise, tomorrow someone is greedy for 10 million, and if he admits it, will he pull it?"

Luo Jiajun stood up and said expressionlessly: "Whoever touches Liao Ang today, I will let whoever pay for his life!"

"Mr. Luo, can you afford to play, but you can't afford to lose?" Bao Wenduo stiffened Luo Jiajun, stood up and replied: "If he makes a mistake, he should pay the price!"

"I'll see who dares to touch him!!" Luo Jiajun yelled, pointing to the ground.

Bao Wenduo licked his lips, looked back at his brother, and shouted expressionlessly: "The company wants Liao Ang to have a hand, who can do it?!"

The people standing behind the sofa were all solemn and motionless.

Luo Jiahong walked to the kitchen door with his back hand behind his back, silent.

"I'm asking you, who can do this?!" Bao Wenduo shouted again.

"I can!"

When the words fell, Xiaokang answered, stepped to the kitchen, and directly carried an axe!

"Fuck your mother!" Luo Jiajun reached out and picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table.

Bao Wenduo stepped forward and directly blocked Jiajun.

"You're going to get out of here?!" Luo Jiajun shouted with a glare.

"Can you do it?!" Bao Wenduo stood in front of Luo Jiajun and roared again.

"Yes!"

Xiaokang carried an axe and stepped forward.

"Hulala!"

At the same time, the three guys behind Jiang Guangnan rushed up and directly pressed Liao Ang.

Xiaokang gasped and roared: "The country has national laws, and the family has family rules!"

Hand up, axe down!

"Poof, quack!"

The sound of sore teeth echoed in the living room.

……

Meanwhile.

Wei Huzi dialed Lu Tao's phone, and said in an urgent voice: "Brother, Lulu seems to have an accident and can't be contacted...... I heard that Shuangquan went back to Big L, but there was no him around!"

"When can't you get in touch?" Lu Tao asked rhetorically.

"She called me that day and was never able to reach me again. Wei Huzi replied.

Lu Tao was silent for a long time, and responded without any surprise on his face: "...... Even fierce medicine cannot save the dead. ”