With that clothing quality report, a discerning person can know at a glance that Chen Jiajun has offended people, and he has offended someone who should never be offended, and it is clear that someone is going to deal with Chen Jiajun.

At this time, which bank manager dares to provide Chen Jiajun with a loan, isn't this the old birthday star hanging himself - is it a long life? If you don't know it, you'll have to plant it yourself.

Without the help of the bank, Chen Jiajun had to ask his group of fox friends for help. The so-called fox friends and dog friends, just like foxes and hyenas, roar and gather together to eat and play for nothing when there is a benefit, and when the disaster comes, they roar and scatter and ignore it.

As soon as Chen Jiajun's phone called, those fox friends were either investigating abroad, or they had invested in new projects and were in short supply, to put it bluntly, there were two words - no money.

Chen Jiajun scolded these snobs for their shamelessness, but no matter how he scolded, he couldn't scold a copper plate, and he had no choice but to sell one of his villas at a low price, and then sold a house in the city, making up enough for 20 million.

Under the pretext of the company's tight funds, he stalked his father for most of the day, and finally got 10 million funds, this excuse is also high-sounding, in fact, Chen Jiajun did not tell a lie, the company's capital chain has indeed reached the verge of breaking.

At the end, there were still 20 million to make Chen Jiajun worried, and he took it from his father-in-law Qiao Yifeng, Chen Jiajun didn't have the guts, he had been scolded by him last time, if he went to find him, he didn't want to get anything other than to be scolded again, Chen Jiajun didn't want to be bored.

After receiving Liu Dafa's call, Chen Jiajun suddenly became angry. I'm already in a mess here, and this guy is still making trouble.

"Why the fuck aren't you going to die! You're a useless guy who just dies in prison. Chen Jiajun yelled into the microphone and hung up the phone.

When Chen Jiajun calmed down, he regretted that his attitude was too rough. Since he was unlucky, many so-called brothers and friends who followed his ass on weekdays all ran away without a trace, only Liu Dafa still has some conscience, and often comes to his side to give a gift and say hello.

If this guy also enters the class room, then he will really become a loner, forget it, just help if you can. Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun made a call to Liu Dafa.

Liu Dafa was sitting in the police car in a daze, and the phone in his ear was not put down for a long time. What the hell is wrong with this young master, did he swallow a nuclear bomb and rush so much.

Thinking that he was abandoned by Chen Jiajun, Liu Dafa's heart was full of sadness. Without the backstage, I am not familiar with my life in Hudong and am a caterpillar crawling slowly on the road, and no matter who can easily trample myself to death.

originally thought that he had hugged his thick legs and lived a fairy-like life, but now he fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden, cold and ruthless.

After receiving a call from Chen Jiajun, Liu Dafa was quite surprised. But when he heard Chen Jiajun tell him on the phone that he would find a way to deal with Liu Dafa's affairs, tears of happiness instantly flowed down his cheeks, and at this moment Liu Dafa seemed to have returned from hell to a paradise full of sunshine and warmth, and this burly man cried like a little girl.

"Who the hell is messing with you?" Chen Jiajun asked.

Liu Dafa had already inquired about Wang Bin, so he replied: "Chen Shao, it's a person named Chen Hao. ”

As soon as he heard Chen Hao's words, Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up with a raging fire. It's him again, this guy is really eye-to-eye.

Why the fuck Chen Hao always can't get along with himself, it's really ghostly.

"Dafa, don't worry, I'm in charge of this matter, I will definitely put Chen Hao in prison." Chen Jiajun slapped his chest and gave Liu Dafa a reassurance.

Putting down the phone, Chen Jiajun thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but laugh.

Originally, he couldn't catch Chen Hao's handle, but now he gave himself an excellent excuse, as long as this matter is handled well, Chen Hao can be convicted and put in prison.

As long as Chen Hao is put in prison, there are countless ways to deal with Chen Hao. When I bragged and farted with a group of people who came out of it, I heard many incredible things, and the number of methods used by the police to deal with prisoners in the cell was an eye-opener.

For those people, there are only things that cannot be imagined, and there are no things that cannot be done. Besides, there are many things that don't need the police to do anything at all, as long as he crooks his mouth or makes a hint, the prisoners below will understand and get things done.

Although I heard that Qi Dazhi and Chen Hao are very close, he is just the deputy director of a sub-bureau. Chen Hao, Chen Hao, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, but there is no door in hell but you come in. When you get inside, you'll know that it's a thousand times more sinister than hell.

Moreover, sending Chen Hao to prison not only avenged himself, but also saved all the 50 million, which is really a lot of money. Chen Hao, Chen Hao, I will let you know the fate of offending me, I will make you regret coming to this world, death is too cheap for you, I will always let you stay in that hell to accept all this pain and suffering, hahaha......

The more Chen Jiajun thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but laugh and sing: "I laugh proudly, I laugh proudly, laugh at Hongchen people are not old, I smile proudly and laugh proudly, and seek a lifetime of happiness......"

Chen Hao didn't know all this, at this time he was standing in a remote corner of the park, looking at the two people in front of him. In the dim light, a scrawny old man sat on the steps of the green belt, smiling and looking to the side with kind eyes. Beside him, a girl in a padded jacket lay on the ground and slowly wrote on a square piece of paper with a brush.

On the flat ground of the park not far away, men and women of all ages danced a cheerful square dance to the accompaniment of passionate music, and the hustle and bustle of that side contrasted with the tranquility of this side, the infinite joy of that side and the faint sadness of this side.

The girl didn't look at the lively scene over there, and buried herself in writing her own words. Her characters have neither dragons and phoenixes, nor iron and silver hooks, and even the strokes are the same thickness, without any strokes, and are not calligraphy works at all. However, the little girl is still extremely serious, and can even be said to write religiously with a brush.

There is only one word written on a square piece of paper, and all the paper has the same word on it, and that is "home".

Next to these "homes", there is a rectangular piece of cardboard on which are written with four words: "Sell words to save the family." ”