"Xiao Zhou, sit, sit casually."

In the special care ward of the central hospital, Wang Haiquan held a cigarette in his hand and pointed to the sofa.

Zhou Yongqi was not polite, and sat down with a smile: "Recently, the groundbreaking ceremony of the real estate has begun, and it is going very smoothly." Why did Uncle Wang call me? ”

Wang Haiquan's eyes were ever-changing, and in the end he just sighed and said helplessly: "Xiao Zhou, since the contract has been signed, uncle still hopes that you will do things according to the rules." I heard that you recently bought a batch of hollow bricks, is there such a thing? ”

A look of panic flashed in Zhou Yongqi's eyes, and he forced a laugh: "Uncle Wang, I don't know where you heard such news?" Rumors, pure rumors. ”

Wang Haiquan smiled: "Okay, rumors. Then why did the technical testing department of my Feilong Group say that a 20-story building needs at least four centimeters of steel bars, how can you replace them all with two centimeters? ”

"Well, Uncle Wang, where did you hear the news? Never. ”

Wang Haiquan showed a helpless expression when he got on the thief ship: "Alas, Xiao Zhou, uncle hopes that you can do things according to the rules." Give your uncle a face, and build a conscience project. ”

Zhou Yongqi sneered disdainfully in his heart, startling me, thinking that you were going to trouble me, thinking too much. Hehe, what if you know I'm cutting corners? Isn't it because you can't help me? The contract said that the construction should be carried out in strict accordance with the architecture, but there was no detailed provision on how thick the steel bar should be and what standard should be required for the bricks? As long as there are no rules, you will take me without recruitment.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, our carrier group is definitely a conscientious enterprise in Yijiang Province, and the real estate we repair will not collapse in 10,000 years. According to the budget of the engineering department, it can resist at least a magnitude 10 earthquake. ”

What's blowing about, even if Zhou Yongqi doesn't have a concept of what a ten-magnitude earthquake is, but if he can say it big, he will never say it small.

"Alas, it's reassuring that you can say that, uncle. Uncle can't force you to do anything, I just want you to give your uncle a face. Wang Haiquan lowered his posture and said in a pleading tone.

Zhou Yongqi's heart swelled on the spot, and he couldn't wait to laugh three times, what can you do if you are awesome in the Feilong Group? Isn't there anything you can't do with me now?

"Yes, uncle, I still need to preside over the groundbreaking ceremony, so I'll ......"

"Go ahead."

"Okay."

Walking out of the hospital, Zhou Yongqi was about to float up happily, and he took out more than 10 million yuan from the money in the early stage of the materials, who of you can help me?

Before, I was worried that the Feilong Group would find trouble if it knew about this matter, but now look at Wang Haiquan's appearance, cut, any worry is simply superfluous. The contracts are all signed, what can he do? Besides, does he dare me to stop the project? As long as he dares, then he doesn't want to do it.

It's just that Zhou Yongqi is a little puzzled, why doesn't Feilong Group engage in publicity and investment promotion now? The entire Shapingba is building a real estate building by its own family, singing a one-man show.

But the thought was just a turn of time and I left it behind, no matter how much he does, I will repair the house, and he will give money. His downfall is none of my business.

Watching the Passat drive away outside the window, Wang Haiquan sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Idiot." Your dad has been through the wind and waves in his life, and he has never done anything stupid, the only stupid thing is to give birth to your pig, haha. You've never let your dad down. This time, you're going to put your whole family in Prison No. 3. ”

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After school at noon, Zhang Jue received a call from Xu Maohai, who was vague and only said that he should come to the school gate.

Zhang Jue said hello to Wang Kangjian and went out, and as soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw Xu Maohai's car, and hurriedly opened the door and sat in: "Brother Xu? What's the matter? ”

Xu Maohai sighed: "There is a hey social group in this city, called the Flying Wolf Gang, do you know?" ”

"Yes."

"Yes, the same gang that assassinated you last time."

"What's wrong?"

Xu Maohai's eyes fluctuated with murderous intent: "We have been fighting the Flying Wolf Gang, but this gang is very cunning, and you know that there are people behind it, but this group of bad elements usually do things without leakage, and they don't even have a small tail." So over the years, we've planted a lot of undercover agents. This time......"

Zhang Jue said in a deep voice: "What's wrong this time?" ”

"Alas, in an abandoned factory we found the body of our brother. He died a terrible death, was slashed twenty times, and was fatally wounded in the major arteries. The major artery was not a fatal injury, but after a preliminary forensic examination, it was caused by excessive bleeding. ”

Zhang Jue shuddered a little, he was so cruel, he slashed more than 20 knives but didn't die? The murderer was intent on torturing him. A knife in the major artery, that is not to give him a good time, is to let him die tragically in the despair of continuous bleeding.

Xu Maohai continued: "Actually, we are already sure that this was done by the Flying Wolf Gang, but this group of smashers cleaned the scene very cleanly, and there was not a single scrap of paper left. ”

'Bang'

Speaking of excitement, Xu Maohai directly squeezed his fist and slammed it into the steering wheel.

Zhang Jue nodded, and after a turn of thought, he knew what Xu Maohai meant when he came to find him, and said lightly: "Then take me to see." ”

A flash of joy flashed in Xu Maohai's eyes, and he hurriedly called the scene: "Hey, let everyone quit, and the forensic doctor also quit." There was no one left in the house. ”

hung up the phone, Xu Maohai went straight to the scene with one foot on the accelerator.

In a dilapidated hut, the floor was covered with blood, and the corpse of a dead man with two eyes was lying on the ground, dead and dead. The house has been cordoned off, there are police everywhere, and there are onlookers in the distance. One by one, they pointed at the room, their faces full of embarrassment.

A low-key Highlander drove to the scene, Xu Maohai extinguished the fire, and said, "Xiao Zhang, go." ”

"I won't go down, just push open the door when you arrive, remember to take pictures. Then seal the photos and don't let people leak them, the evidence is useless now, and it will be useful later. ”

Xu Maohai was stunned and glanced at Zhang Jue deeply: "Okay, I know." ”

"Get out of the way."

"Mr. Xu, you're here."

"Mr. Xu, what should I do now?"

As soon as Xu Maohai entered the realm circle, a group of policemen immediately surrounded him, and said with an anxious face.

Xu Maohai asked, "Didn't destroy the scene?" ”

"No, I just took a few photos first, and the forensic doctor only took a preliminary look. Nothing else moved. ”

Xu Maohai nodded, a little apprehensive in his heart, not knowing what Xiao Zhang meant by letting him in. Walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed the door open. As soon as I opened the door, I felt that my scalp exploded, and all the hairs on my body stood up.

'Bang'

Hurriedly closed the door again, glanced at a group of colleagues who looked at him with strange and puzzled eyes, and kept panting. The two legs were as weak as noodles, and they almost couldn't stand on their feet.

"Mr. Xu?"

"Mr. Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone asked with concern.

Xu Maohai took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and shook his head with a forced smile: "It's okay." Okay, let's go inside. ”

When he opened the door again, Xu Maohai's expression calmed down, but he still had palpitations, and looked at the corpse lying on the ground in the distance with fear, only to feel that the whole room was full of a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream came, and the female forensic doctor took a few steps back and sat on the ground in fright: "There are words on the ground, blood words." Not yet! ”

"What? Where...... Ah, there are really blood letters, when did they appear? ”

"Why wasn't there just now?"

Everyone talked for a while, and then they turned their heads to look at Xu Maohai together, and they were shocked in their hearts. When he pushed the door open just now, what did Mr. Xu see?

ps: Xiao Baozhen feels a little tired...... When I wrote this book, I just thought the readers were very unscrupulous, but I didn't expect it to come to this point...... Alas. I really lost my passion all of a sudden.

Two readerships, a total of more than 600 group members. There are 5,000 collections in this book. I asked for a ticket to Sanjiang, and for two days, there were only 27 tickets, a total of fifteen books, and I was the third from the bottom.

Of the 27 votes, three were cast by myself. There are seven of my author friends, and I can't see it, so I voted for it...... And my lovely readers, out of 5,000, voted only 17 votes...... I'm really tired. I felt like I lost the strength to move forward in an instant, I wasn't beaten down by other books, I was actually defeated by myself and my readers

Let's talk a little nonsense today, and I also complain about the difficulty of this book. I have a total of two readers, more than 600 people, except for a few single-digit veteran die-hard fans, the rest of them are watching pirated copies, chatting about games in the group every day, and then scolding me in the book review area of pirated reading software.

It's funny. It's ridiculous that I'm tired of writing books and reading them to people like you for free, not to mention that I can't get any pay, and I have to be scolded. On the day the book was released, I chatted privately with my readers one by one in the group. One by one, I sent messages informing me that I had opened a new book. More than 600 friends. In a week, there were only more than 100 collections.

It really feels like a failure, except for a few real book lovers, the rest are watching piracy and scolding my whole family.

I finally won a recommendation from Sanjiang, and the editor wasted a lot of effort to help me get it. As a result, I went to Sanjiang, and the Sanjiang tickets were so pitiful that I didn't have the face to meet my editor, and the editor was embarrassed to talk to me.

And what about my readers? Where are they gone? How about coming back? I don't want to, and I don't like to fight alone......

Alas, that's all. Really tired. I really want to scold those who watch pirated copies, but now I don't even bother to scold.

Of the 5,000 people who have collected my books, who are my real readers? >