"Hey, it's me, Zhang Lang." Of course, this call was made to Zhao Yaoyao.

"Wow, Zhang Lang......" After hearing Zhang Lang's voice, Zhao Yaoyao seemed very excited, as happy as a schoolboy who saw a lollipop.

Zhang Lang also heard about Zhao Yaoyao's life experience, which was a noble lady in a big family.

Such a person, if you want to say something about a friend, it can be said that you are handful.

However, if you talk about bosom friends, maybe there is no one.

Undoubtedly, now Zhang Lang is Zhao Xiaoyao's bosom friend, if you add one more to Zhao Yaoyao's confidant circle of friends, then Anjura can also be regarded as one.

"That's the case, I want to ask you to help me check my bank account number......" Zhang Lang was very polite to Zhao Yaoyao.

After all, this little girl has helped herself a lot.

From the initial black-and-white USB flash drive to the later series of acquisitions of Yanjing Company, Zhao Yaoyao has a lot of credit behind it.

Of course, this does not mean that without Zhao Yaoyao's help, Zhang Lang would not be able to acquire those well-known companies in Yanjing.

In fact, as early as the first day Zhang Lang came to Yenching University, the acquisition of those companies has become one of his goals, and with Zhao Yaoyao, it can only be said that this little girl has pushed Zhang Lang's goal forward.

If there was no Zhao Yaoyao, Zhang Lang was confident that he could also acquire those companies in Yanjing, but the progress might be delayed for about a month.

Regardless of these, in general, this little girl is very worthy of her trust, and she is also a very capable girl.

Wait, Zhang Lang suddenly found that the five words "capable girl" have some strange meanings when used on Zhao Yaoyao.

However, Zhang Dacai has always pursued the principle of informality in his life, so he doesn't care so much about these details.

"Okay......" Zhao Yaoyao agreed happily as always.

In fact, Zhao Yaoyao's reaction was a little strange, Zhang Lang sometimes wanted to ask why this little girl helped him so much, and he didn't want any reward or anything.

This is completely contrary to the money worship practiced in society.

Does it mean that Zhao Yaoyao is a posthumous **, a feather and an immortal, and a person who is nirvana but not restrained?

Apparently not.

In terms of Zhang Lang's feelings about Zhao Yaoyao, he felt that this little girl was a little demonic when she acted and was very freewheeling.

It seems that if you do what you like, you will do it desperately, and you will spend 200% of your energy to do it.

But for the things he doesn't like, Zhao Yaoyao seems to be unable to lift up at all.

In other words, people like Zhao Yaoyao do things completely according to their own interests.

And Zhao Yaoyao helped himself so much, didn't he mean that he was interested in his own affairs? Further, isn't it just about being interested in yourself?

Wait, Zhao Yaoyao is interested in herself...... This possibility......

Although there is, it is not large, only hovering around 10 percent.

Although Zhang Lang sometimes admits that he is a little conceited, or slightly narcissistic, he is not narcissistic to the extent of perversion.

There is basic self-knowledge, and Zhao Yaoyao may have a good impression of himself, but he has not reached the level of love.

Since it is not love that drives Zhao Yaoyao to do it, what is the interest that drives Zhao Yaoyao to help him all the time?

Just when Zhang Lang was thinking nonsense, after a crackling sound of keypads on the other end of the phone, Zhao Yaoyao's happy voice came: "I found it, let me confirm the password of the bank account again, is it the number 90811xxx, the opening bank is Lingfeng Bank." ”

"Well, that's right, it's the ...... that opened the account with a black account in Lingfeng Bank" Zhang Lang nodded and confirmed.

"Oh, that's right, although the original address of this account holder has been slightly changed, but finding these people is a trivial matter for this great genius." Zhao Xiaoyao said triumphantly.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, don't be pretentious, I know that you are always a peerless genius who is rare in heaven and earth, and I also know that you are a unique person who has come to this world in order to protect the peace of the earth and the prosperity and rejuvenation of China......"

Listening to Zhang Lang's sycophants, Zhao Yaoyao on the other side of the phone actually cooperated with the uh-huh, as if he was praising Zhang Lang for what he said well, and what he said was just right.

Well, Zhang Lang understood the cheekiness of this little Nizi, and he didn't talk to Xiao Nizi anymore, and his tone was correct at the moment, and he said: "So, you, who have gathered the embodiment of love and justice, don't you need to sell Guan Zi and tell me who the person concerned is?" ”

"Okay......" Zhao Yaoyao let out a pleasant words similar to a kitten's meow, obviously Zhang Lang just slapped the horse's fart drum, not on the horse's hooves, "I sent you the detailed information to the mobile phone, you can take a look, it's okay I'm hanging." ”

"Goodbye." After Zhang Lang made this call, his back was a little sweaty, good guy, Zhao Yaoyao, this girl just likes to talk to herself.

If it was an emperor in the ancient feudal dynasty, Zhao Yaoyao would definitely be a faint monarch.

There's no way, this little girl just likes to listen to some other people's sycophants.

And Zhang Lang, who has read a lot of history books, also came to a conclusion, that is, the more he likes to listen to sycophants, the more he will be a faint monarch later.

Zhang Lang was very emotional when he read an article about the Zhenguan era. Ahem, it may have nothing to do with Zhao Yaoyao, but this girl is a faint material.

Zhang Lang's mobile phone made a beeping sound, which is the sound that only rings when it shows that there is an SMS or MMS message.

Zhang Lang took out his mobile phone, and it turned out to be a long MMS message, it seems that Zhao Yaoyao gave him a lot of information this time.

If it's a normal text message, it's good to use a text message directly, and such a long MMS message may have a picture or something interesting.

Without thinking much about it, Zhang Lang opened the MMS message and read it.

"Hehe, it turned out to be the Long White Horse of the Long Group...... Zhang Lang's gaze swept over Liang Sigang casually, in his opinion, these were just minions.

Long Baima, the person who was thrown into the memory garbage heap by Zhang Lang, did not expect to appear again.

In the MMS message from Zhao Yaoyao to Zhang Lang, there was not only information about Long Baima, but also information about the people in front of him who were detained by Cheng Sihai.

Zhang Lang came to Liang Sigang and said: "You, Liang Sigang, a native of Jinheping County, stayed in the bureau for two years after a fight with someone in the early years and was seriously injured, and then made trouble again after coming out......

After Liang Sigang heard Zhang Lang's words, Zeng was sweating.

God, how the hell did he know about him?

Even in Yanjing's gangster circle, there is no one who knows about his old past.

And now it's a good thing that the unknown young man in front of him has turned out all the things he did in his hometown one by one.

Looking like that, it was as easy as flipping through the old yellow calendar, as if he didn't have any clothes in front of him.

It's horrible, it's simply not human.

That's right, in Liang Sigang's eyes, Zhang Lang is directly transformed into a bull-headed and horse-faced existence.

But since it's an incarnation of the Bull Leader Horse Noodles, let's let the Bull Heads and Horse Faces incarnate the storm more violently.

Under Liang Sigang's stunned gaze, Zhang Lang pointed to the people who were being detained at the scene.

"You, Xu Lengyi, a native of Jingzhou, Chuyang Province, were re-educated in a juvenile labor camp for three years because of petty theft in the early years, and after coming out, you were prosecuted by the bureau for buying and selling prohibited products, and you were able to escape the charge because of insufficient evidence, and later ......"

"You, Li Shiqiang, a native of Jingkang, Mianzhou, Yimeng Province, were ordered to drop out of school when you were fifteen years old because of a fight, and later ......"

"You, Wei Changqing, a native of Yikang, Nanhe Province......"

"You, Xie Ziren......"

"You, Zhang Aifeng......"

"And you......"

In less than ten minutes, Zhang Lang told the identities of dozens of people one by one, and even told them about the bad deeds committed by these people in their hometown or in a certain province in their early years.

Some of the parties concerned couldn't remember these things clearly, but as soon as Zhang Lang said it, they turned it out from the depths of their minds.

No one at the scene refuted, and no one dared to speak.

Because what Zhang Lang said was the truth.

Why was Zhang Lang able to get information about all of them in such a short period of time?

Could it be that he is a fortune teller!

Liang Sigang looked at Zhang Lang, he no longer regarded this man younger than himself as a child, it was a terrible magic stick.

In his hands, it seems to be omniscient, omniscient, known for five hundred years, and known for five hundred years.

And the people who work at RT-Mart in Yanjing are also dumbfounded.

Cheng Sihai wiped his eyes even more exaggeratedly and looked at Zhang Lang again.

Damn, is this really your own boss?

Damn, this is too fierce.

One person frightened the troublemakers in front of him so much that he didn't dare to take a breath.

Maybe there are outlaws present, they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of being turned over.

Now that someone has told the detailed address of his hometown, who is not afraid of such a person?

What's more, among those present, there were also people who thought they had done a good job of secrecy.

"Ahem, I won't say more, if you dare to look for sunshine and spring in the future, I think, it's not as simple as today......" Zhang Lang smiled and swept the audience.

No one felt that Zhang Lang's smile was very modest or kind, and everyone who made eye contact with Zhang Lang felt like he had been stung by a scorpion.

"Okay, Lao Cheng, you send the three people I just said who committed very serious crimes to the bureau, and let the rest go." Zhang Lang waved his hand, found a car by himself, and drove away.

Cheng Sihai said after Zhang Lang left for a while: "What are you doing in a daze, work!" ”

Back in the store, Liang Sigang looked at the gilded signboard "Hongyun Debt Collection Company" and ripped it off.

Debt collection agencies are inherently inherently invisible things that wander in the gray area of the moral edge and the legal edge.

It's even better now, my own old bottom was made a fine ~ light by others, but I don't know anything about each other.

Thinking of Zhang Lang's calm and calm eyes from beginning to end, Liang Sigang felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Pushed the pile of white paper off the table fiercely, picked up the glass, and just wanted to throw it away, but he didn't want to, Liang Si drank it and made a call to the mysterious guest.

Doodoo ......

Bite......

The phone went through.

"Hey, it's me...... We're gone. ”