Three days have passed since the incident, and many people are still talking about it, Lu Dahong, the chairman of the dignified Dingxin Group, was so frightened that he fled from the bar, which has become two 'news' alongside Guan Jianjun being thrown from the upper floor.

Lu Dahong didn't enjoy the treatment of a trapeze artist because he was Zhao Ya's biological father, although his surname followed his mother, the blood in his bones could not be erased. For Zhao Ya's sake, Zhang Shidong didn't let Lu Dahong also walk through the window.

Zhang Jun is famous, now who in Pingjiang City does not know Zhang Jun's name, he dares to break his wrist with the housekeeper, ignoring the Mo family, and forcing Dingxin Lu Dahong to escape, everything Zhang Shidong did was put on Zhang Jun's head, some people say that he is too arrogant, some people say that he is arrogant, but some people say that he has a deep background, in short, overnight, no one in Pingjiang knows Jun.

Dare to fight, dare to fight, dare to carry is not a hero, to be able to move for three days without the person concerned to mention this matter is the ability.

In the face of Zhang Jun's strength in the three aspects, they all chose to forbear, and there was no movement for three days, the housekeeper who was so strong that he was domineering died down, and the Mo family, who was protecting the calf, also chose to be silent, and Lu Dahong even put Lu Feng in the hospital and disappeared.

Who is behind Zhang Jun? Ordinary people always take Zhang Jun's small deputy section level seriously, and always wonder if there is a big guy above who supports him.

Some time ago, the provincial department raided the sub-bureau, so that the people in the entire central sub-bureau were pillowed by Godandan, and a lot of cadres were taken down at once, almost the newly promoted people in the entire sub-bureau were either transferred or promoted on the spot, so it also gave Zhang Jun a very good opportunity, and attracted a large number of rootless duckweed who were promoted in situ, took over a large number of subordinates, plus his own good prestige, and took office in the central sub-bureau for a short time. It already has the capital to raise its arms.

Within the scope of his authority, he can really make a big difference in what he wants to do, the power in his hands gives him the innate superiority of his own profession, no one will like the police, no one will not be afraid of the police, he is determined to do things, the people below cooperate, and no one dares to underestimate him in the central branch or even the city bureau.

Power money, power is always on top of money.

Zhao Meiru was involved, only a very few people knew it, and only a very few people understood that ninety percent of the reason for the death of this matter was that she spoke behind her back, but the hatred was settled, is it so easy to resolve?

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, and the mountains and mountains are in the south of the river.

Overlooking the mid-mountainous area of the source of the city, the most luxurious villa area in the whole Pingjiang has been built, which is scattered on the gentle slope of the South Mountain.

Butler, more than ten years ago in the entire Beihai Province, no one knows, how many big brother-level figures who are still mixed in the rivers and lakes now, in those years, they all grew up under the glory of the housekeeper.

Located at the door of a villa in the slope top area, a deep sedan with a serious expression of a man in a black suit and sunglasses, in the brightly lit villa, at one end of a long table large enough for dozens of people to sit, Guan Jianjun sat in a wheelchair, with bandages on his arms, bandages on his legs, and a few band-aids on his face, the whole person was like a cold sculpture, shouting Brother Jun Ye into the villa one by one, silently holding a cigarette, waiting for him to speak.

For an hour, two hours, Guan Jianjun sat there without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the villa became more and more solemn.

"Brother Jun, I'll handle this matter." A thin man sitting next to Guan Jianjun was wearing a very ordinary street T-shirt, the first to come in, and he sat there with Guan Jianjun all the time, not smoking, not talking and no expression, but no one in the entire villa dared to underestimate him, as the leader of the 'errand' organization, the thin ghost has always collected money to do things, and there are a group of ruthless guys who dare to take on various crimes at any time, if he wants to do it, then he really has to ignore Zhang Jun's identity, everything is in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Teng, everyone followed and stood up.

"I'll give a million here."

"I can have a million on my side."

"I've got someone on my side."

"Domestic, I'll arrange it."

"I'll arrange it."

Doing things, the most ruthless but to dispatch them, there is no room for maneuver at all, you will never take your hand by mistake with one leg, if something happens, one link after another are arranged in advance, who has a problem who will carry it, the rigor of the procedure even exceeds the provisions of the rules, how many years of a lineage of inheritance everyone so observed.

The sound of slightly dragging footsteps sounded, and on the stairs, the bald old man in Tang costume walked down slowly holding on to the railing, without speaking and his expression was calm, just using footsteps, the entire villa was silent.

"Why don't you speak, say it!!" Just the change in tone made the people present hang their heads, which shows that the power that the bald old man has here is not only brought by his status.

Guan Jianjun, who had never spoken or moved, suddenly spoke: "This matter, so far, I suspect that Zhang Shidong is related to the army, we can't lose big because of a small one, we can't drill such a trap." ”

The thin ghost's eyes were bloodshot and said angrily: "Brother Jun, you can't be beaten in vain, this matter, my thin ghost is alone, and nothing has anything to do with anyone." Lord Ying, you give a word. ”

The bald old man Eagle Master dragged his lame left leg down the stairs, came to the thin ghost, and raised his hand to slap him: "When, the housekeeper is in charge of your thin ghost." ”

The thin ghost hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to resist anything, the fingerprints on his face and the blood on the corners of his mouth were unaware, and he looked at the ground coldly, his fists clenched.

The eagle looked around, everyone lowered their heads under the gaze of those shining eyes, the housekeeper was never 'black', and the housekeeper was always just a Jianghu person: "You are all getting better now, there are people in the cities, counties and towns who call you a big brother, and there are many brothers who are willing to work for you, and there are more women in the pockets, and even Linhu can't stop you from expanding your territory, okay, okay, it's not the little monkey cubs of the year, all of them have companies, and they are all CEOs......"

"Lord Eagle!"

"Lord Eagle!"

Lord Ying waved his hand: "Okay, if you feel that your identity is expensive, there will be no guests here." ”

The thin ghost was the first to react, and pointed at the bosses: "Evacuate all the messy people outside you, the master is resting, and it doesn't show how rich and rich you are here." ”

Only then did everyone understand that they were used to going in and out of the pomp and circumstance on weekdays, but where was this the housekeeper's base camp, and they all took out their phones and ordered their subordinates to leave quietly and quickly, not to disturb the nearby neighbors.

The Eagle Lord turned his head sharply, stared at the man who suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, and scolded: "Welcome, guest." Welcome, distinguished guests. ”