In the early hours of the morning, at the entrance of the hospital.

Chen Xuefeng sat in the car, turned his head and asked Zeng Guoxing, who had just arrived, "...... How's the people?"

"It's rescuing!" Zeng Guoxing replied obviously very angrily.

"Do you know that the second delegation of Dingfeng Group will arrive in a few days?" asked Chen Xuefeng with a gloomy face.

"I've been notified!" Zeng Guoxing was silent for a while, then nodded in response.

"I've told you more than 10,000 times, don't harm big profits because of small profits!" Chen Xuefeng looked at Zeng Guoxing with extremely grim eyes and said, "...... Once you are gluttonous, it will affect the overall situation of Fengshan Town! You will have to walk around without food!"

"I understand!"

"This is the last time I'll say something like this to you, the last time!" Chen Xuefeng bit his lip and emphasized, waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

"Hey!"

After the words fell, Zeng Guoxing pushed the car door and walked down, then stood outside the car, paused for a long time, and then opened his mouth and said: "Xuefeng, the reason why Damin fought with Zhong Zhenbei's people is really not for himself!"

Chen Xuefeng frowned and was stunned.

"He wants to help you get a piece of land!" Zeng Guoxing added: "But Liu Wei and the others heard about it, but they didn't sell it to us!"

After hearing this, Chen Xuefeng's face became even more gloomy.

“…… I'm leaving!" Zeng Guoxing turned around and was about to leave.

"Liu Wei, do they know that this piece of land is for me?" Chen Xueting asked suddenly.

"Know!" Zeng Guoxing replied without hesitation.

“…… Okay, I see!" Chen Xuefeng waved his hand.

"Bang dang!"

Zeng Guoxing closed the car door and left.

"These stinky ruffians are getting more and more uncounted...... in my heart!" Chen Xuefeng licked his lips and looked out of the car and muttered.

……

Meanwhile.

Zhejiang, Hangzhou.

"Tick Bell!"

Xiao Er lay on the hospital bed, glanced at the phone number belonging to Hong Kong, and quickly reached out to pick it up.

"Hey, like a trench! Xiao Er has the same word!" the other party greeted in broken Chinese.

"Hehe, like a trench, like a trench!"

“…… How's the recovery going? How's it going?"

"It's okay, go out for a walk at night!" Xiao Er thought for a while, and asked softly, "Are you looking for me to talk about attracting investment?"

"Today, I did the statistics, and everyone thinks that the plate is almost sucked......" After the other party was silent for a while, he chatted softly with Xiao Er.

……

Early the next morning.

The Fengshan Town Police Station reported last night's shooting to the Jil City Public Security Bureau, and then the Public Security Bureau quickly filed a case and wanted Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu online, and this wanted person, the ID cards of the two of them were all invalid, which is equivalent to having no identity in society.

If it was 10 years ago, the ID card may not be used, and it will not affect any specific life, but after 10 years, trains and passenger transport are engaged in real-name system, and whether it is a small hotel or a large hotel, the ID card recognition system has also been popularized, plus now the mobile phone network, almost any APP needs to be identified, so once the ID card can not be used, it is almost equivalent to being isolated from the world.

On the way to Heih, Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu were a little at a loss, but they could only grit their teeth and accept it.

When everyone was on the road, Fu Haicheng once called Luo Bingxu, but he didn't answer, and then less than twenty minutes later, Fu Haicheng sent him a text message, which read: "It's good outside, after you settle down, give me someone else's bank card, I'll give you some money, and you keep the flowers!"

"......!" Luo Bingxu saw this text message, and his heart warmed, but he didn't reply immediately.

……

Just when Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu started their running careers, Uncle Tong in Xingwang Village also encountered some small problems.

Around 11 o'clock in the afternoon.

When Uncle Tong was about to go to the village for a meeting, a middle-aged man named Wang Daya from the same village rushed over on a motorcycle.

"Secretary!" Wang Daya bared his big teeth that could be buckled down to carve mahjong, and greeted with a smile: "Why are you going?"

"Go to the village, what's the matter, are you here?"

"Well, that's a bit of a problem. ”

"What's wrong?"

“…… Oh, don't mention it,!" Wang Daya gasped, and then said very dejectedly: "My daughter-in-law has a breast tumor, and the doctor let me operate, but I don't have any money now......

"Is it serious?" Uncle Tong asked with concern.

"The doctor said that it's not easy to say now, after the operation, do a pathology to know whether it is benign or malignant!"

"Ah!" Uncle Tong nodded: "Then you want to withdraw the money from Cundingfeng Company, right?"

"Well, if I don't withdraw it back, where will I go to fix the money!"

“…… If you want to withdraw it, the interest may be blind!"

"Damn, my daughter-in-law is like this, what interest do you need? Wang Daya waved his hand.

"Or, I'll get you 30,000 yuan first?!" Uncle Tong knew that the villagers were saving this money for interest, so he didn't want Wang Daya to withdraw the money back.

"Forget it, she doesn't know what the situation is, if the money is not enough, I have to come to you, trouble!" Wang Daya thought for a while and said, "You can get it all out for me, let's see a doctor first!"

"Okay, I'll call in a moment!"

"Thank you, Secretary!"

"You're welcome!"

"Then I'll go first!"

"Hey!"

After the two exchanged a few words, Wang Daya rode away on a motorcycle, while Uncle Tong was walking towards the village and dialed the phone number of the Dingfeng Group's project team in Jil Fengshan.

"Hey, hello, Uncle Tong!" a senior executive in charge of the "Angel Fundraising" plan greeted politely.

“…… Hey, kind manager, I'll tell you something!"

"What's wrong?"

"That's the case, an old buddy in our village who has a shareholding, something is wrong at home!" Uncle Tong explained with a smile: "Her daughter-in-law is sick, so she wants to withdraw the money!"

"That's right, Uncle Tong! If you withdraw money now, then there will be no interest during this time, and the next time he wants to buy shares, there may be some problems in the credit evaluation, and it is not easy to pass!" the other manager replied softly.

“…… He said he didn't want the interest, as for the credibility issue, I guess he didn't think about it either, after all, nothing is important to relatives, isn't it?" Uncle Tong groaned for a while, and continued: "Okay, that's it, return the money, and talk about it later!"

"Okay, then I'll take care of the formalities for him!" the manager said enthusiastically.

"Then we'll go over tomorrow and get the money!"

"Not tomorrow!"

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Tong, if I go through the formalities now, it will take thirty working days for this money to take effect!" the manager said simply.

"How long?" Uncle Tong was stunned: "Thirty working days?"

"yes, about a month!"

"Why is it so long!"

"This is the company's rules and regulations, we have to go through the process!" The manager made a move of Tai Chi, and the whole wind and water rose.

ps: I originally thought of adding two chapters tonight, but tomorrow the Lu Academy semester will officially end, so I'm going to have a casual meal tonight. Another chapter will be added, so let's leave it on Friday.