Chapter 212: The Man of Ink Finally Falls

"I'm sorry, Mr. Deng, we can't ......help it."

"I'm sorry Mr. Deng, I'm afraid we will have to delay the delivery of this batch of goods...... When will it be postponed? We don't know either. ”

"I'm really sorry, we have been short of supply recently, and we really can't take your order......"

"Mr. Deng, you know our difficulties, and we are willing to compensate for liquidated damages......"

"Mr. Deng, bow your head when it's time to bow your head, you are also a veteran of the construction industry, why do you have to be so stiff with that kind of big man?"

"Mr. Deng, the Almighty Manor is the Almighty Manor, and the Yajian Company is the Yajian Company, you can't hang yourself on a tree for a little battle of will......"

On the third floor of the company, in the president's office, Deng Yali hung up the phone and walked around like a sleepy beast.

He's really running out of water.

When all kinds of phone calls went out, some of his former partners were persuading him to bow to Jia Yelian as soon as possible.

Although Asia Construction Company recently won the Jiahu development project, the development situation is very good, but compared with Huancheng, a real estate company that is one of the largest in the state, it is really not a little bit worse.

For other projects, Asia Construction Company can wait and temporarily suspend work, but the Western Suburbs Stadium must not be suspended.

It's been less than two weeks since the first game of the state games, and the construction was in full swing, but now it's still wearing small shoes.

With the strictness of the supervision party of Xucheng, as long as he stops work for two days, the supervision party will immediately propose to replace the construction party.

If he had the final say, I'm afraid he would have run to kneel and lick Jia Yelian by now.

But what he said doesn't matter, Jia Yelian offended the owner of the village!

Let the owner bow his head?

Jia Yixin almost demolished the old owner's house, and with the owner's personality, it was absolutely impossible to open up to Jia Yixin.

After all, that's a brutal manor owner, isn't it?

Jia Yelian is even worse, he has a nickname in the construction industry, called "tyrant".

His power, influence, and fame did not allow him to bow to Zhuang not far away.

And Zhuang Buyuan, a hairy young man who dares to provoke his majesty, is completely the image of a dead boy in the industry.

Manor Lord VS Tyrant, who can win?

Now, the outside world is speculating about when this tyrant will be able to pinch this dead boy to death.

Deng Yali was looking forward to it, and the owner of the village would quickly send Gang Bao as a killer to kill Jia Yelian, or directly throw a servant card to him and wipe him out.

I really don't know if the owner lost his patience first, or Jia Yelian lost first.

And he is the most unlucky in the middle.

There was no way, he still had to go to Zhuang Buyuan to complain: "Zhuang owner, you have to help me!" ”

"How can I help?"

"Can you make the bull ...... Help me cut the plank? "Deng Yali is in the middle of Ai Aidao.

This is the wood processing factory in Niushan Town that reminds him that since Da Niu can cut trees into wooden squares, he can naturally also cut wooden squares into floors.

Half an hour later, Zhuang was crying not far away.

Da Niu is a very hard-working guy when he does his work, but his personality is like a child, and he needs to have candy to eat when he does some work.

Cutting the floor is a delicate job, the big cow cut a few times, and then he has to turn around and lick Zhuang Buyuan's face, the wood has not been cut a few squares, Zhuang Buyuan feels that his face is going to be bald.

"Haven't I been a little too indulgent with the bull lately?" Zhuang Buyuan reflects on his ways and means of educating children, this guy is completely used to it!

But seeing the big cow's wet and warm eyes, Zhuang Buyuan really couldn't say anything to refuse.

Well, it's better to be your own humanoid lollipop.

Of course, cutting out the planks is not finished, and subsequent processing is also required, such as drying, painting, and so on. Deng Yali made a round of phone calls, and several timber processing factories that were very interested in his wood side before were afraid to avoid it, and they all had business contacts with Huancheng to a greater or lesser extent. If it's just post-processing, the profit is very meager, and it's not enough for them to take risks.

In the end, only the broken jar and broken Niushan Town Wood Processing Factory took over the job.

Anyway, they weren't qualified to be suppliers to Huancheng.

However, when Director Hu took over the task, he had a bad premonition, and when he really started drying and painting, this premonition came true.

The sugar maple produced by the estate has a very strong ability to lock in moisture, and the wood has not dried much after being placed in the drying room for several hours.

The paints used for experiments have almost no adhesion to the wood, and after being brushed, they are spent after a short time, as if the wood is automatically repelling the paint.

"It's not that we don't work hard, it's really that we can't do anything, Mr. Deng." Director Hu reported the results to Deng Yali, who in turn reported to Zhuang Buyuan.

Zhuang Buyuan covered his red face and wanted to cry without tears: "I sacrificed my face, but what are I busy with this afternoon!" ”

"It's really amazing how much the farm is out, and if we were given a little time, we would definitely be able to figure it out." Zhao Min sighed.

"It's a pity that I don't have time now." Deng Yali was about to cry: "Owner, hurry up and issue a card to Jia Yelian and wipe him out!" ”

Zhuang Buyuan rolled his eyes upward, although I am a cruel manor owner, but there is such a thing as erasing people......

"If only there was a man from the sky." Zhuang looked at the blue sky in the manor from a short distance and said.

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly saw something floating in the sky.

"What's that?" Zhuang was not far away and stretched out his hand to the sky.

"Uh......" the servants of the manor also looked up, "like a ship?" ”

The sky of the manor, which looks like an ordinary sky, is actually a heavily distorted space, and the entire manor is like being shrouded in a huge cover.

The ship looked like it was in the sky, but in fact it was still outside the manor space.

Behind the ship, there was a huge shadow, an exceptionally large mechanical dog.

"The one in the back is a war dog, and the one in front is ...... How does it look like a ship of the Ink Man? Old Boom also came over and shouted, "Call Oka Bao over!" Let him see! ”

"Huh...... Seems to have fallen? ”

……

In the void, driven by the mechanical giant dog, the ship of the Ink Man in front of him could only circle over and over again.

In vain they tried to escape, but after several attempts, they were rewarded with painful punishment and bruises.

Fortunately, the Fallen Dragonman didn't kill him, but he was tougher in his attitude.

After a few laps in the void, the ship flickered suddenly, and then vanished.

"It's here!" On the War Dog, the Fallen Dragonman stopped excitedly, wrote down the coordinates, and finally found the entrance.

It's going to be rich!