Chapter Eighty-Four: The Gambling Contract
"Very well, you have succeeded in igniting my anger!"
As soon as the words landed, Fang Jundao began to take off his clothes, he first took off his blazer, and then unbuttoned his tie, cuffs, and the top two buttons of his shirt, after doing this, he moved his hands and feet, and after posing the starting hand of taekwondo, he was ready to fight with Lin Huan.
"Fang Jundao, this is the Roselle Group, not a martial arts arena!"
Luo Bingyan couldn't stand it anymore, this Fang Jundao actually wanted to do it in the president's office, did he still take himself in his eyes?
"Bingyan, I don't want to do it either, it's your little assistant who speaks too much. ”
Fang Jundao also frowned, he knew that Luo Bingyan was wary of him, but he never expected that Luo Bingyan would reprimand himself for a little assistant!
Could it be that in Luo Bingyan's heart, he can't even compare to an assistant?
This discovery made Fang Jundao even more popular!
Luo Bingyan frowned coldly: "It seems that you hurt people first, right?"
"I ......" Fang Jundao was speechless for a while, but soon he argued strongly: "It's because he is too blind, I asked him, and he ignored me!"
Luo Bingyan sneered: "He is not your subordinate, and he is not obliged to answer your questions." ”
Fang Jundao's face changed for a while, and after half a sound, he said aggrievedly: "Bingyan, why are you defending him so much?"
Luo Bingyan shook his head and said, "I'm not defending anyone, it's you who are too unreasonable." ”
"No, you're defending him. Fang Jundao's expression was a little sad: "You said that the person who promised to help you should be him, right?"
Luo Bingyan turned his head and didn't speak.
"Sure enough, it's him!" Fang Jundao turned his head to look at Lin Huan: "You also did Qin Chong go to the police station to turn himself in, right?"
Lin Huan shrugged his shoulders and continued to ignore him.
Although neither Luo Bingyan nor Lin Huan gave a positive response, Fang Jundao had already begun to be convinced that Qin Chong's surrender must be related to Lin Huan!
With this discovery, Fang Jundao broke off the idea of fighting with Lin Huan, he didn't want to have a head-on confrontation with a fierce man who could threaten Qin Chong with a gun.
But this doesn't mean that he will let Lin Huan go, as long as he tells Qin Chong about this matter, someone will naturally make Lin Huan disappear from this world!
Thinking of this, Fang Jundao shook his head and smiled: "Bingyan, you should know very well that Zheng Chenghai and Qin Chong are not the same kind of people, and ordinary methods can't deal with him." ”
"I know that after Grandpa Luo died, you were the one who supported the Roselle Group alone, but I was really distressed to see you so tired. ”
"In fact, as long as you agree to marry me, and the Fang family joins forces with the Luo family, the Luo Shen Group will not encounter any trouble in Jiangnan City, at least a character like Zheng Chenghai will definitely not dare to make things difficult for you again!"
After hearing these words, Luo Bingyan fell silent, she also knew that what Fang Jundao said was the truth. Although the scale of Fang's Group is not as large as that of Roselle Group, it is also a large group that can rank among the top five in Jiangnan City.
When my grandfather was alive, the two groups had a good relationship, he and Fang Hansheng held each other's shares in each other's groups, and after my grandfather died, she obtained 35% of Fang's group shares according to her will.
But with Grandpa leaving, the relationship between the Luo and Fang families is not as harmonious as before, so Luo Bingyan doesn't want to and doesn't dare to marry Fang Jundao, she is afraid that once she marries into the Fang family, the Luo Shen Group will change her surname to Fang.
"Please, don't be so confident, okay?"
Lin Huan on the side couldn't listen to it anymore, Fang Jun said that this is a normal method that can't catch up with Luo Bingyan, do you plan to use a threatening method instead?
Fang Jundao turned his head domineeringly, and said angrily: "What I said is the truth, apart from our Fang family, who else can help Bingyan now, are you?!"
Lin Huan rolled his eyes and said, "I really guessed it, I can really help Mr. Luo." ”
"Ha, what a big joke!" Fang Jundao sneered, and then said: "Although I don't know what kind of means you used to force Qin Chong to turn himself in, Zheng Chenghai is a deputy department-level official, and it is impossible for you to affect him at all with your identity!"
Jiangnan City is a sub-provincial city, on the other hand, the Housing Management Bureau is a deputy department-level unit, and Zheng Chenghai, as the director, is naturally the administrative level of the deputy department.
Lin Huan showed a playful smile and said, "What if I can do it?"
Regardless of whether Zheng Chenghai is in the main hall or the deputy hall, he has already got the pre-sale certificate in his hand anyway.
After seeing this smile, Fang Jundao's heart sank, but he immediately said, "Impossible!
Zheng Chenghai promised his father that unless Luo Bingyan agreed to transfer 5% of the shares, it would be absolutely impossible for him to approve the pre-sale certificate!
Lin Huan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you want to make a bet?"
"What to bet on, how to bet?"
It was impossible for Fang Jundao to confess to this little assistant in front of Luo Bingyan.
Lin Huan had already thought of the bet, and immediately said: "Bet on whether I can get the pre-sale permit for the second phase of Roselle Garden, whoever loses will put a note on his forehead that says 'I am a bastard', and then take a photo and send it to Moments, this photo must be made visible to everyone, and it can never be deleted." ”
After hearing this bet, the corners of Fang Jundao's mouth twitched, Nima, this game is too big, right? Once the bet is lost, it will be a lifetime of shame!
Seeing the hesitation on his face, Lin Huan sneered: "Why, don't you dare to bet?"
Fang Jundao did have some drumming in his heart, but after he saw the mocking look on Lin Huan's face, a rush of enthusiasm rushed to the top of his head: "Bet! What don't you dare to bet on? But I want you to add a deadline." Three days, we'll see you in three days, how?"
Lin Huan shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Yes." ”
"Lin Huan......" Luo Bingyan called him a little worriedly.
Lin Huan grinned at her, then shook his head, signaling that she didn't have to worry.
"Then see you in three days!" Fang Jundao knew that there was no point in staying any longer, so he was going to say goodbye to Luo Bingyan and leave.
At this moment, Lin Huan said: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, it's not too late to leave after you finish the gambling contract." ”
Fang Jundao looked at him puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"
Lin Huan looked at Luo Bingyan: "Mr. Luo, just now I said that there is something I want to report to you, and this matter is ...... I have obtained the pre-sale certificate for the second phase of Roselle Garden. ”
"What?!"
Fang Jundao and Luo Bingyan let out an exclamation at the same time.
He even said that he had already obtained the pre-sale certificate, how could this be, he shouldn't be lying, right?
Lin Huan knew that they didn't believe it, so he reached out and took out the pre-sale certificate in the brown paper bag, put it in front of Luo Bingyan and said, "Mr. Luo, take a look at this certificate, right?" ”
Luo Bingyan picked up the certificate with trembling hands and carefully reviewed it, and found that this was indeed the pre-sale certificate of the second phase of Roselle Garden, not a forgery!
"No, I don't believe it, you must be working together to lie to me!"
Fang Jundao's face was crazy, he shook his head, took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Chenghai: "Director Zheng, have you approved the pre-sale certificate for the second phase of Roselle Garden?"
"How do you know?" Zheng Chenghai, who was in a meeting at the unit, looked puzzled.
Fang Jundao's face turned pale in an instant: "It's true, he really got it, I'...... Lost?"