Chapter 697: Talking about collapse!

Sharp gunshots tore through the beautiful night sky, like firecrackers set off on the 30th day of the Chinese New Year. With the sound of curses and screams, the gunshots, which had lasted for a full three minutes, finally died down.

Several bodyguards rushed to Han Xiaoyi frantically and surrounded her in the middle. Two of them pushed Zhao Wu's body away, trying to help Han Xiaoyi up. The latter waved his hand in refusal with a treacherous expression, half-squatting on the ground, and two small hands stained red with blood held Zhao Wu's head.

He's dead.

At the moment when he overwhelmed Han Xiaoyi, the back of his head was pierced by a bullet.

Han Xiaoyi just stared at Zhao Wu with a resolute but gradually cold face with hazy eyes, and an inextinguishable anger welled up in his heart. His hands gradually contracted into fists, and he said coldly and hatefully: "Uncle Wu, you are right, those who despise me will have to pay a price." ”

When the police arrived, the motorcyclist who shot Zhao Wu had been killed, and the locomotive without a license plate had fallen into the corner. From time to time, it emits an electric light, which looks quite dangerous. And the nearby crowd had already dispersed when the gunshots rang out. Except for a few passers-by who were accidentally injured lying on the ground and wailing in pain, this originally bustling street was a little deserted.

A sergeant frowned and got out of the police car, and quickly fixed his eyes on Han Xiaoyi, who was surrounded by bodyguards. It was a young girl, and the middle-aged sheriff's brow furrowed even deeper. Strode in the direction of Han Xiaoyi.

He wanted to ask about the incident first, but when he approached, he was blocked by two bodyguards.

The bodyguard's nerves are very sensitive after experiencing the shooting, and even if the other party is a law enforcement officer, he has no intention of letting him get close. The middle-aged sheriff knew that the other party was a big man with a head and a face, and although he was a little unhappy, he didn't break through. Just as he was about to say something, Han Xiaoyi, who was standing in the middle with a cold expression, walked slowly, and landed about half a meter away from him, his beautiful big eyes showed a faint cold color, and he said word by word: "One day, if you can't hand over the commander, I'll find it myself." ”

After saying that, Han Xiaoyi turned around and left under the vigilant escort of the bodyguards. Two of them were followed by Zhao Wu, who was carrying his life.

The middle-aged sheriff was stunned on the spot, his expression complicated and embarrassed.

The scene will soon be blocked, the middle-aged sheriff pushed his hat, silently lit a cigarette, smoked half a cigarette and then stepped on it with his foot, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a call.

"She's furious." The middle-aged sheriff spat out three words briefly.

"What else?" A faint voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"Give me a day." The middle-aged sheriff said bitterly. "She said that she couldn't hand over anyone for a day, so she looked for it herself."

"It's been half a month," murmured a meaningful sigh from the microphone. "It is worthy of Han Zhenbei's daughter, she can still hold on to half a month of fatigue bombing. Well, just pull a snake on the ground. Preferably with a bit of weight. The reason is made up by herself, no matter how realistic it is, she will not really believe it. ”

"Understood." The middle-aged sheriff nodded and hung up the phone.

Wen Poju hung up the phone and said to the other two people at the round table with a smile on his face: "She finally can't keep her calm. ”

Wang Shu took two sips of tea, like a Maitreya Buddha without any fireworks, and said with a smile: "Ming'er's negotiation may have qualitative progress." ”

Zhan Ge sucked a cigarette wildly, his burly body sat awkwardly on the chair, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he said angrily: "Have you ever thought that this is not much good for negotiations at all?" If it really makes her lose her mind, it will only give us a headache too. ”

"Brother Warrior." Wen Poju smiled indifferently. "We all know that you want to continue working with the Han family, but you have to be clear. Now the Han family is no longer in charge of the monstrous Han Zhenbei, but his daughter. No matter how capable she is, she is only in her early twenties. Are you afraid that you won't be able to eat her? Besides, what is she here to negotiate with us? Isn't it that the cooperation between the four of us can bring a huge capital chain to the Han family? She did this because she was worried about being defeated in the storm whirlpool of Yanjing. With our chain of interests, I believe that even if she suffers from strong winds, she still has the capital to maneuver. ”

War Song said in a rough voice, "I understand what you said, but we made up our minds to talk to her this time, not to reach an agreement?" In any case, the Han family can get a lot of financial support in cooperation, and so do we. You have good reasons for doing this, but I am afraid that if you do too much, you will lose her mind and cause the negotiation to die again. ”

"Don't worry." Wen Poju said with a smile. "Based on my recent research on her, she's not the kind of girl who can't sink in. Now she has at least fifty percent of Han Zhenbei's determination. Don't worry, this little mess is just adding fuel to her fire, lest the negotiations always be stuck in a situation where they can't go up or down. ”

Zhan Song Maniac raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't refute anything, and let out a puff of smoke and said, "I hope so." Can't you make good money, why do you do this kind of. ”

Wang Shu smiled: "Brother Zhan, if you are not interested in this kind of thing, you can sleep at the negotiation table." Anyway, the three of us are advancing and retreating together, and no one will treat anyone badly. ”

War Song glared at him and didn't say anything more. He patted the table and got up and said, "It's nerve-wracking to talk to you about these intrigues. I'll withdraw first, and you guys will talk slowly. ”

With that, he left the room.

As soon as the war song was gone, Wen Po laughed elegantly. But in this smile, there was a little bitter taste, he tilted his head slightly, glanced at Wang Shu where the old god was there, and asked curiously: "This step has been taken, Ming'er is at the negotiation table, can we have a showdown?" ”

"There's no hurry." Wang Shu shook his head and said with a smile. "Her bottom line hasn't reached yet, and there is still room for squeezing."

"Do you really want to play with fire?" Wen Poju frowned slightly, puzzled. "I don't agree with this step, but I agree. But you're going to keep pressing her? Yes, she's just a little girl, but that doesn't mean she can be bullied. It really forced her to be anxious, and it was very likely that she would give up cooperation. You know, except for the Han family, it is impossible for us to get this return for cooperation with anyone. The break-in period alone can cost us dearly. Moreover, in addition to the Han family in Yanjing, Xue Baiyan and Chen Yifei are also qualified. Who to look for? Xue Baiyan won't mention it, I don't want to deal with this woman. As for Chen Yifei, frankly speaking, this guy can't see through, he looks humble and gentlemanly, but he is actually more yin than me. Of these three, I am most optimistic about the Han family. The foundation is enough, and the cooperation with us has been very smooth. ”

"Trust me." Wang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word for word. "Her bottom line hasn't reached yet."

Wen Poju's heart was angry, and his face did not attack, and he said lightly: "Lao Wang." You've seen the attitude of the Warsong Maniac, and he doesn't even want to be tempted. He's a rough guy who just likes to make money without using his brain. I'm a little better than him, and occasionally I use my hands and feet. But the most important thing in our business is to seek money, not to be vindictive. If you do a certain part, you should stop. Going a little deeper, I was worried that something would happen. Of course, it's not that I don't believe you, but I don't think it's necessary. ”

Wang Shu's eyes opened slightly, glanced at Wen Poju with a smile, and said calmly: "Then have you thought about it, how much can you earn by pressing her once?" I'm not young, and after this talk, I'm going to travel around the world, and I'll make as much as I can make. ”

The corners of Wen Poju's eyes twitched slightly, the hands under the table that were slightly clenched into fists slowly loosened, and he glanced at Wang Shu complicatedly and said, "Okay, you can do it again, but don't overdo it." If you go on a business trip, don't talk about war song madness, I will also settle accounts with you. ”

"Trust me." Wang Shu smiled confidently.

Wen Poju gave him a deep look and got up to leave.

The already quiet room fell into dead silence, and it was not until Wang Shu drank the tea in his cup that he took out his mobile phone from his pocket. There was a text message on it that could not be found. But the above is enough for him to do anything.

The content is simple and amazing.

"Take the initiative to negotiate with the Han family, and the talks will collapse."

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