Chapter Seventy-Five: Sun Siming's Call

Jiang Wei naturally didn't know what was happening in the city, and if he was there, he would definitely recognize the young woman who exuded a gloomy aura and Dong Siqi, who appeared in his dream and set fire to Fan Pengwei's family.

And she never thought that the act of saving Yang Xiaodong's life just out of curiosity would inadvertently offend an evil old man who could use the soul of a living person to refine the yin.

Jiang Wei got up early the next morning, not because he didn't want to sleep a little longer, but because he was woken up by a call from Sun Siming.

"Hey, Jiang Wei, where are you now? Is there time? Something happened on my side and I wanted you to help. ”

It seemed that something very urgent had happened, and there was a slight hint of urgency in Sun Siming's voice.

"Well, Sun Siming, so early, what are you looking for me?"

After the last contact, Sun Siming's behavior was similar to that of when he was in school, so Jiang Wei's previous opinion of him has also changed.

At this time, when he heard that the other party wanted to ask him for help, he felt very puzzled, after all, in terms of family conditions alone, he had nothing to help the other party.

"It's my dad, oops, I can't tell you clearly on the phone, are you in Sanyang, I'm going to look for you now, and I'll say it in person when the time comes."

Sun Siming, who has always been able to speak well, also became difficult to phrase at this time.

"No, I will be in my hometown a few days ago, didn't Yang Xiaodong tell you, when I left, but I told him, if you have anything to say, just tell me on the phone, if you can help, I will try to help you."

I don't know what can make the other party look like this, and for a while, Jiang Wei's curiosity was aroused again.

"I haven't been to Dongzi's house for the past few days, and I haven't called him, in fact, since the last time we came out of Dongzi's house, the next day, I was recruited home by my father.

I've been staying at home for the past few days and haven't done anything. ”

"Oh? What does this have to do with you asking me for help, is it possible that you want to borrow money from me? You know, if only I could give it to you, if it was too much, I wouldn't be able to take it. ”

Jiang Wei didn't think that Sun Siming would be short of money to spend, but apart from this, he really couldn't think of a reason for the other party to ask him for help.

"Oops, where did you think of it, why would I ask you to borrow money? I'm looking for you for something else. ”

Although he was very anxious, Sun Siming was still made to laugh and cry by Jiang Wei's words, but in just a moment, he became serious again.

"Have you read the news a few days ago, didn't Ma Juncai, a real estate tycoon in Yinchuan City, die in his car with his secretary?"

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Wei seemed to have some impressions, when he was bored two days ago, he did see such a news, and he still slandered those editors who wrote the manuscript in his heart.

"Yes, the other party is still the CEO of Dongsheng Real Estate, but what does this have to do with your family, are you two still relatives?"

"How can our two families be relatives, don't interrupt and listen to me.

Some time ago, the government was preparing to open another expressway between Sanyang and Yinchuan and the surrounding five urban areas.

Therefore, after a series of negotiations, powerful developers in several surrounding urban areas are ready to contract this project in a cooperative way.

Then the question arises, if all capable developers are involved, there is no doubt that there will be more monks and less porridge, and there will not be much profit, but who will give up this opportunity to make money.

In the end, the final ownership of the project can only be determined by a group auction.

These developers can do business to this point, and none of them is a simple role, so they hold each other together, and eventually divide into three groups.

One is headed by Zheng Zhiqiang, chairman of Hengda Group, one is headed by Ma Juncai, chairman of Dongsheng Real Estate, and the other is headed by Sun Junsheng, chairman of Mingyang Real Estate.

The three groups were originally safe with each other, but seeing that the day of the bidding was approaching, Ma Juncai died suddenly for no reason, and it was impossible to say that it was not noticeable.

Many people suspect that Ma Juncai's death may be related to two other groups, but these are speculations after all, and it is impossible to put them on the surface. ”

Sun Siming seemed to be tired, and after a pause, he was about to continue, taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Wei hurriedly interrupted the other party.

"I said, Sun Siming, you said that these are the affairs of those group companies, what does it have to do with you, besides, even if it is a little involved with your family, this level of busyness, do you think I, a hard-working person who earns hard money by going to work, can participate?"

He really couldn't help it, the other party said so much, all around a large company and government projects, these things are undoubtedly no different from listening to the book of heaven for him now.

Jiang Wei's words seemed to interrupt the other party's train of thought, and for a while, the other end of the phone became silent.

"Hey, Sun Siming, have you listened again?"

"Yes, I'm here, I haven't finished my sentence yet, what are you anxious about?"

After Sun Siming reacted, he immediately expressed extreme dissatisfaction with Jiang Wei interrupting him again.

"Okay, okay, you go on."

Jiang Wei was speechless, so he could only continue to listen to the other party patiently.

"Didn't I say it just now, there are three groups bidding for this project, and the chairman of Mingyang Real Estate is my father, why do you say that this matter has nothing to do with us?"