"Fuck, you're going to try again?" Hongguang grabbed the teacup and stood up instantly, he roared, and the young people behind him suddenly stepped forward in unison, with a huge momentum.

"You're paralyzed, you just don't want to talk, do you?" Originally, he wanted to endure it, because he wanted to get some projects at the construction site on the side of the rich man's life, but now when he looked at the other party's driving, Wang Ermazi's lack of heart was revealed.

"Grass and mud horses, Lao Tzu has long said that you group of people should be rectified, grass, that Lao Li, Lao Tzu will be beaten once you see it in the future." His arrogance, his anger, vented furiously.

"Smack!"

Bangbang threw the teacup on the ground, broke it to pieces, stood up, glared angrily, his fists clenched, and his facial muscles twitched constantly, if it weren't for Brother Jun's instructions, his fists would have been pumped up long ago.

"What the hell, you're going to bang it? Are you a child? He stepped forward, pointed his finger at Mazi's chest, and said word by word: "If it weren't for Brother Jun giving you face, would you still be able to stand in front of me and be arrogant?" ”

He skimmed the group of middle-aged people behind Mazi, and then looked at some of the bad teenagers standing behind him, with a look of disdain: "I'm here, not to give you face, but Brother Jun spoke, I have to come, you remember, no matter where or when, you, the old rascal of Yucheng, are nothing in front of me." ”

After playing around, dozens of young people behind him were gearing up and eager to try.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a big war was inevitable.

The war was about to break out, and the middle-aged man who was the first to say peace was in the middle of the two, nudged the chests of the two, looked at Bangbang and said: "I know that your boss is Zhang Hailong, he has a good relationship with Brother Mao, and I and Brother Mao are also old buddies, he definitely doesn't want to see you conflict, since I'm here, give me a face, okay?" ”

Bang Bang had a calm face, thought about it, and sat down again, the brothers behind him were stunned for a moment, and then stepped back a little, and the tense atmosphere immediately dissipated without a trace.

"One million, if you can give it, you can talk about it, if you can't give it, it's useless to talk." Bang Bang looked at the middle-aged man in a deep voice and said: "Since you said that Brother Mao is an old buddy, I will also give you this face, but the money cannot be less, you don't look at it, a boss of other people, what kind of person was cut by him, more than a dozen knives, and the hospital is also powerful, otherwise, he doesn't know where to bury it now." ”

"You ......"

The middle-aged man glared at Mazi again, and Mazi's Adam's apple squirmed a few times, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "One million, I can't take out the pockmarks, it's a little difficult, you tell that Lao Li, less, hehe, it's all in one district, look down and don't look up, maybe they will still do business together in the future, tear off their faces, it's not good-looking." ”

Bangbang sneered in his heart, just like him, he still wants to take the project from Longsheng, you put the pillow higher and daydream.

He has been in contact with a lot of bosses, and Zhang Wuzi also has a good time, although this group of people is a local boss, but they are humble and will not easily provoke people, even if there is a bit of conflict in words, it does not involve huge self-interest, they will not take it to heart, where is it like this fool with such a small heart, not only is his heart small, but also lacks heart.

"One million, no less, otherwise, you can talk to Lao Li yourself." The gang had a bad face, looked at the middle-aged man and said: "This time, my military brother not only spoke, but Boss Zhang also looked for me, he looked for me, I definitely won't not come, you know, he has a good relationship with our boss, and my boss is not at home, otherwise, hum ......"

The following words were not spoken, and Dafu, who was sitting on the side, felt his neck fluttering, but he had heard a lot of rumors about Zhang Hailong, this person looked young, but he was ruthless, and he smiled with you on the surface, behind his back, maybe his outlaws would climb the wall of your house the next day.

It is not by chance that he can rise, his group of outlaws is what this group of old hooligans who are working at night are most afraid.

"One million, you can't take ......"

Wang Er Mazi gasped, leaning on the chair, his nostrils were steaming, one million, fuck, enough for how many pure college students, even if there were, he wouldn't give it, to put it bluntly, he was a hob meat in Yucheng County, if it weren't for the fact that he was getting some projects, he wouldn't be so low-voiced.

If it was changed in the past, someone did not give him the project, and immediately asked someone to block the project department, not to beat you, nor to work workers, that is, to block, you are to call the police, there is no way, the project can not go on, most of the others will take money to avoid disasters, will casually throw a small project, let him eat some money to go in.

But he thought wrongly, this time it was Long Sheng, the supervisor was, or Zhang Hailong, who had always been ruthless, if he wanted to get the project from his mouth, it was resolutely impossible to come hard.

Don't you see those soil bosses, stammering like that?

"I can't take it, it's fine." Bangbang had a gloomy face, ripped off his chair and turned to leave, and after a while, dozens of people left.

"I said you, why are you so strong, one million is not, three or two hundred thousand is not?" As soon as they left, the middle-aged man scolded Mazi angrily, but Mazi didn't speak, just looked at him angrily.

The middle-aged man said again: "If you want to take the project, you must give it to others, you have to stammer, it is not easy to make money these days, do you think it is still like before, I will take you out to make money, as long as you have a knife in your hand?" ”

It turned out that this time it was the eldest brother who made his debut in Mazi before, even if he was in his fifties, his body was still tough.

Mazi looked at him and muttered, "Three or two hundred thousand, and there is none." ”

The middle-aged man shook his fingers angrily: "You just be a demon, do it, sooner or later, one day, if you are rectified, you will be honest." ”

"Eh......" sighed, and the middle-aged man walked away with his hands behind his back.

Subsequently, Daifuku and other middle-aged people who were called to the station, all left without saying a word, this time, no one still spoke for him, because people saw that the other party definitely didn't want to take money to solve the problem.

Looking at that attitude, it's actually just a matter of going through the motions.

Lao Li, who is a boss of more than 10 million people, was rectified by you, and if you don't come back, why are you still mixing in the construction circle?

If you want one million, it means that people don't want to use money to solve this matter at all, look at it like this, Wang Er Mazi has stabbed a hornet's nest, just wait for someone else's crazy revenge.

In the evening, Ma Jun was about to go to work at the Qiqi night field, but was blocked by Zhang Wuzi.

The two sat in Zhang Wuzi's car and talked.

"Jun'er, you haven't done anything?"

"What's the matter, didn't I tell him to take someone there? Dozens of people. Ma Jun looked at him with a smile, the expression on his face was mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhang Wuzi was stunned, threw some cigarette butts, and said: "They went, but they didn't do anything, I heard that he asked for one million, you say, is there a million between me and Lao Li?" ”

Zhang Wuzi was a little angry, I gave you the carriage and horse fare, let you go to do things, not let you go to the money, if he really gave one million, then how can I mix with Lao Li?

People will say that Zhang Wuzi and Lao Li were beaten, and as a result, they just got some money and they didn't do it, who would take how much money they would?

Coming out to mix is a matter of mixing face, not to mention that they are still local bosses who have been in Bali Dao all their lives?

"Really?" Ma Jun twisted his eyebrows, took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "How do you know, call someone else?" ”

"What's my name?" Zhang Wuzi said angrily: "That grandson, the one who came to make peace is Brother Mao's former buddy, and I also support Brother Mao's words." ”

"Oh." Ma Jun nodded his head, and there was no follow-up.

"Why don't I give Xiaolong a call?" Seeing that Ma Jun didn't speak, Zhang Wuzi's heart sank, and he was very unhappy, but he didn't show it.

Ma Jun looked at him and smiled faintly: "Hehe, what about our brother Long's travel, I can't find anyone on the phone, if you like to play, just call, maybe he will turn on the phone?" ”

After speaking, he pulled the car door and got out of the car, Zhang Wuzi looked at his back, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't figure out why Ma Jun's popularity had decreased all of a sudden.

In the past, when there was something to do together, Ma Jun did it without saying a word, but now he is beating several times or three times, and he is so moisturizing and silent, can he say that he has something that makes them unhappy?

Then he shook his head again, denying this idea, because he generally doesn't talk about social affairs, the last conflict with Tang Kun was caused by finding a friend for Zhang Hailong, and now he has a good business, and the sand is constantly supplied to the Gold Coast, and he can count the money and have cramps, where is that leisure to talk about irrelevant things.

"Could it be that it's a construction site thing?" Suddenly, he took out his mobile phone and dialed me directly, but it showed that it was turned off.

He then drove to the construction site on the Gold Coast and went straight to the office of the site supervisor.

"What, Lao He, is your manager there?"

The supervisor is a middle-aged man who has worked for decades, and he looks very calm, and he smiles faintly: "I'm not here." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Wuzi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Isn't Wang Junling here?" Isn't he the manager of the site management? ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, pointed to a notice on the wall and said with a smile: "He went back to the headquarters, and the current manager has changed, but there is something to do today, so he went to the headquarters for a meeting." ”

As soon as Zhang Wuzi turned around, an A4 paper printed out of the group's internal notice appeared in front of him.