Tie Jun sat on the chair and waved his hand: "Don't mention it!"

Tie Jun drank a glass of wine first, and then said: "Last time, it wasn't the fat man who found a decoration team from the provincial capital, and found another group of people to decorate the store for me by the way!"

A few years ago, Tiejun took advantage of the boom and also bought several stores.

"It's a good thing!" said the fat man.

"Alas!" Tie Jun sighed: "Who knew that they would be beaten as soon as they got at high speed!"

"Beaten?" said the fat man's expression was surprised.

"No!" Tie Jun said and drank another glass of wine: "It was said that there was a Land Rover overtaking, but it stopped in front of the decoration team car, and it hit someone, and they asked for 200,000 yuan, where did the decoration team start, and the Land Rover owner asked someone to beat the decoration team all over!"

"Brother!" Wang Fatzi looked at Cheng Hao: "Why do I think there is something strange about this!"

"Hahaha!" Cheng Hao smiled: "It's not that there's something wrong, but someone deliberately can't get along with us!"

"Someone can't get along with us?" Tie Jun said in surprise.

"Yes!" Cheng Hao nodded: "Fatty, tell him about this morning!"

Wang Fatzi told Tie Jun what happened in the morning.

After hearing this, Tie Jun clapped the case: "There's really something going on here!"

Everyone here naturally heard the clues, it may be a coincidence that one decoration team has an accident, but it is not just a coincidence that two decoration teams have an accident.

"Who the hell did that?" the hound was in a state of madness.

"Sit down!" Cheng Hao looked very calm and waved his hand at the hound.

The hound didn't dare to say anything, and sat down honestly.

The rat head said: "The other party doesn't want our hotel to do it!"

Tie Jun sighed: "That's the case!"

Cheng Hao looked at Tie Jun and asked, "Who is buying the store in the north of our city recently!"

"I want to think!" Tie Jun lowered his head and thought for a moment, then came together.

Originally, the north of the city was full of foreign merchants, from all over the world, and the shops were very chaotic.

The policy of conquest was to hope that the people of the city would control the economic lifeline of the north of the city, not by the outsiders.

As a result, one after another land occupation turmoil began, and businessmen who had no money and no power began to withdraw.

Because of this, Tie Jun spent a lot of money to wander around at that time, plus he knew Cheng Hao, who was Cheng Hao, the son-in-law of Tianyu Group, so the relevant departments still allowed Tie Jun to continue to do business.

Now the largest area in the north of the city is the Fengjia of Chenguang Group.

"If you want me to say this, it must have been done by Feng Lan!" the rat head said with great certainty.

The hound nodded: "I think so!"

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao, who had never spoken, nodded.

"What then?" said the rat head, "Now copy the guys and them?"

"Fart!" Cheng Hao scolded: "You really think you are an uncle!"

"I'm not!" the rat head bowed his head, a little ashamed.

Cheng Hao slowly lit a cigarette, and then said: "This kind of thing, you have to follow a principle, capture the thief and capture the king first!"

"What do you mean?" the hound's simple mind did not understand.

"Since they want to play, let's make a plan!" Cheng Hao finished speaking, and the corners of his mouth raised a meaningful smile.

The hound whispered to the rat's head, "Do you understand?"

"Haha!" Rat Head smiled: "Of course I understand, why don't you understand?"

"Hmm!" the hound nodded.

"It's normal that you don't understand!" the rat head mocked, "because you're in the brain!"

The hound put his fist on the shoulder of the rat head, and said unhappily: "You have two holes in your brain!"

"You've got three holes in your brain!" The rat's head added two more holes to the hound.

"You've got four holes!" the hound was unconvinced.

"Okay!" Cheng Hao stopped the two, it was really endless to quarrel like this.

The eldest brother spoke, and the two stopped arguing.

"Here's my plan!" Cheng Hao stepped forward and told a few people about his plan.

Then several people said yes.

Tie Jun hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "I'll contact the decoration company!"

"Okay!" Cheng Hao nodded in affirmation.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the crowd gradually dispersed to rush into action for tomorrow's plan.

Cheng Hao was relatively leisurely, and drove back to the Guan family villa.

In the living room, Guan Meiqian and Chen Xia were watching romance dramas, completely ignoring Cheng Hao.

Of course, Cheng Hao knew that this Guan Meiqian was still angry, and without saying much, Cheng Hao returned to his room and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the sun is shining, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant by the trees.

On the highway leading to Shenhai City, a noodle bus painted with Hongyun Decoration Company is speeding away.

In addition to the driver, the others in the car seem romantic and loose, either smoking or idle nonsense, and even picking their feet, without the slightest feeling of decoration workers, but like a little ruffian in society.

Passing through the security checkpoint, the car slowly drove down the crossing.

I just got on the road of Shenhai City, and after a while, a young man blocked the way.

The driver slowly stopped the car: "What's the matter, brother?"

"Big brother, are you going to the north of the city to decorate?" the young man asked politely.

"That's right!" the driver nodded.

"You want me to give me a ride! The bus left when I went to the bathroom!" said the young man, handing the driver a cigarette.

The driver waved his hand and refused: "Brother, I'm really embarrassed, I really can't let go of others in this car!"

"Alas!" the young man sighed, "Alright then, you go first, I'm looking at the others!"

"Goodbye!" the driver said, starting the car.

The car drove to the outer ring road, only to see a Land Rover behind it.

"That's him!" a calm voice in the back seat sounded.

As expected, the Land Rover suddenly sprang into preparation for overtaking.

And the driver of the van slows down wisely and is ready to stop at any time.

"Huh!" the Land Rover, which had finished overtaking, suddenly heard the front of the van.

"Whew!" the van driver reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes.

Inside the Land Rover, a bearded man walked down, this guy was none other than Zhao Jianglong, one of the eight King Kongs in the south of the city.

"How the hell did you drive, hit Lao Tzu Land Rover!" Zhao Jianglong pointed to the nose of the driver of the van and scolded.

"Oops!" the van driver hurriedly got out of the car, and was surprised to find that the Land Rover was indeed deflated, which was definitely not hit by the van.

"See?" Zhao Jianglong pointed to the back of the Land Rover: "It's all so deflated!"

The van driver said very kindly: "Big brother, you are a slander! I didn't hit your car!"

"You didn't hit me, why did the butt of the car suffocate?" Zhao Jianglong waited and stared at the driver of the van.

"Well, I've got a new car recorder here! Why don't we take a look!" said the van driver very smartly.

"You bring it!" Zhao Jianglong stretched out his hand to the van driver.

"You wait!" The van driver took off the new car recorder and handed it to Zhao Jianglong.

Zhao Jianglong took the dash cam in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

"What are you doing here?" the van driver instantly got angry, this is not a joke!

"Dash cam, I remember you are paralyzed!" Zhao Jianglong stepped forward and threw it in the face of the van driver.

"You hit me, I'm going to call the police!" said the van driver as he pulled out his phone.

A few big men with knives came out of the Land Rover car, and directly put the knife on the neck of the van driver: "You dare to call the police and try!"

"I, I, I..." The van driver's hand holding the phone was shaking.

"300,000, not a single cent less!" Zhao Jianglong distorted his face as he spoke, looking a little afraid.

"Where did I get that much money?" said the van driver, trembling.

"There's no money, right?" Zhao Jianglong asked very calmly.

The van driver nodded "yes!"

"Okay!good!good!" Zhao Jianglong also nodded: "Wait!"

After speaking, Zhao Jianglong took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and he didn't know who he had called.

Then Zhao Jianglong put the phone in his trouser pocket: "Wait, wait!"

(End of chapter)