I have to say that Zhang Sangou is not stupid. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, he is not stupid either.

Feng Zilong has not been dealing with him for a day or two, what Zhang Sangou is thinking in his head, as long as he starts talking, Feng Zilong can guess eight or nine without leaving ten.

If Zhang Sangou didn't go down the underworld and did serious business, he would definitely be able to be a successful businessman, but unfortunately, he went into the wrong way from the beginning.

In fact, he can't blame himself for going wrong, because he has come to this day, on the one hand, it is caused by his family, and on the other hand, society is also responsible.

It was Feng Zilong who knew him more thoroughly, so he didn't actually hate Zhang Sangou, but he was a little annoyed that Zhang Sangou walked until dark, which was the main reason why he wanted to kill him.

"I'm telling the truth, if I lie to you in one sentence, you just shoot me and kill me. ”

"Tell me, how much money do you have left in your account that I can withdraw?"

Feng Zilong squinted at him and didn't give him time.

Zhang Sangou saw Feng Zilong grab his money in the bank and didn't let go, and knew that he must be in urgent need of a sum of money, otherwise with his personality, he would not do this, because Zhang Sangou knew that even if Feng Zilong urgently needed this money, Feng Zilong's organization would not allow him to do this, that is to say, Feng Zilong's doing this was against the principles of the organization, but if this matter was only known to him and Feng Zilong, then there would be no one to pursue what Feng Zilong did.

"There are three hundred million more. ”

"Don't you want to live anymore?"

Although Feng Zilong's words were extremely low, the coercion revealed in them shocked Zhang Sangou and almost cut him off the chair.

"I want to live, I'm serious, you must not kill me!"

"If you want to live, tell the truth. ”

"From the beginning to the present, I have told the truth, not a word of falsehood. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't say it, I'll shoot you down. ”

Zhang Sangou rolled his eyes and laughed, and said, "If you collapse, I won't be able to get the money, because my money must be cashed out by calling the bank staff in person." ”

"You're smart. ”

"It's not that I'm smart, it's that people are hard to deal with these days, and if they don't get it right, they have to put their faces on people's cold butts. ”

"Tell me, how many do you have?"

"I just said that 300 million is 100 million, but to put it bluntly, I only have 600 million, you leave 100 million, and the rest will be given to you. ”

Feng Zilong didn't say anything more, because he saw that Zhang Sangou didn't tell the truth, but he knew that this was also the maximum that Zhang Sangou could give him, and if he wanted to change someone else, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to give this number!

After all, that's 500 million!

500 million yuan, a poor county in western China's western region does not have so much fiscal revenue in a year.

But he easily asked Zhang Sangou to transfer the money to him.

Of course, he didn't use it for himself, he used it for those who needed it most.

There are many poor places in China, and there are naturally many places that need money.

Over the years, Feng Zilong's butt has not been left behind and he has been running outside, and when he sees the clothes or the whole family crowded into a broken house, he feels unbearable. What kind of life is this? Those rich people in the city live in luxurious villas, drive millions of cars, eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and wear brand-name brand clothing. This difference between heaven and earth is that people will have compassion.

It was precisely because he had seen too much that he came up with the idea of helping them.

Although he knew that it was a violation of the law, he knew that this kind of violation did not affect the overall situation, not to mention that the money could also change the fate of several people, as long as their lives were good, even if he violated some rules, it was worth it.

That's what he did to help them.

The original intention was simple, but it was real.

What China needs is a hot-blooded and caring person like Feng Zilong.

Although we do not lack young people like him, the kind of young people needed by this society are Han Xinbing, and the more the merrier! One Feng Zilong can help one person, and ten Feng Zilong can help one person!

The so-called one person needs a hundred gangs, which is what is said.

Feng Zilong knew that if he didn't help them, they wouldn't talk about him, let alone dislike him, and they would still leave him the best food as in the past, but he felt guilty in his heart.