"I hope..."

"Someone can sue me."

As Zhou Qinghui's words fell, the cards in front of him trembled, and then, with a bang, they exploded.

It's similar to what we used before, but it's significantly different.

Looking at this scene, a burst of realization rose in Zhou Qinghui's heart-

“... Is this a failure? ”

He didn't have too many ups and downs in his mood, shook his head gently, felt the continuous passage of time around him, and started the lottery without hurry.

Just as he had just drawn out three silver treasure chests, the mobile phone that was placed aside suddenly rang.

With a glance, Zhou Qinghui's brows instantly furrowed-

"Zhang Yuanlong? Who is this? ”

With curiosity, Zhou Qinghui pressed the answer button:

"Hey, hello?"

"Hahaha, Teacher Zhou, I heard that you have arrived in Yanjing?"

"Well, I arrived yesterday."

Zhou Qinghui guessed the origin of the other party and casually agreed.

After chatting and saying hello, the man on the other end of the phone suddenly lowered his voice, and his words hesitated slightly:

"That's... Teacher Zhou, let's not say much polite words, do you know? ”

"Huh? What that? Zhou Qinghui's brows furrowed, and his heart was full of doubts.

"It's just... About you... That..."

"What, this, that? I said Lao Zhang, you can't be happy, what's wrong? ”

Hearing the other party's attitude, Zhou Qinghui was even more curious, and at the same time, he vaguely guessed that there seemed to be something bad.

"Well, that is, in the morning, Boss He came to my side and said..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanlong hesitated again, and in the end, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly spoke out under Zhou Qinghui's repeated questioning-

"Boss He wants to contact those creditors of yours... Let's sue you for fraud! ”

"What?!"

Zhou Qinghui was stunned in an instant.

What the hell is going on?

"He Mingjun? Sue me? Swindle? ”

"That's right, I listened to his tone, and it seems that I have already contacted a lot of people." Zhang Yuanlong nodded with a wry smile, the words had already been spoken, and there was nothing left to continue to hide, "The Ye family of the Demon Capital Sanhai, Mr. Liao of Hong Kong Island New Jiasheng, Mr. Hu of Golden Shadow International, Li Gongzi of Jiameng, as well as Liu Guoan, Director Liu, Wang Xincheng and Wang Dao, and even Wang Mengqi, Li Xiangsi, and Zhou Ren'an, it seems that they have been moved by Boss He..."

"This..."

Zhou Qinghui was even more confused.

Although Zhang Yuanlong reported these names, except for the second young man of the Ye family in the demon capital Sanhai, he didn't know any of them, but this did not affect his understanding of the other party's words at the moment-

These names...

Seem...

Is it his creditor Zhou Qinghui?!

And!

They seem to be going to jointly sue him?

Swindle?

I'm so deceitful of your sister!

"That's... Mr. Zhou, what about the matter, it's just such a thing, I was also forced to be helpless, that..."

On the phone, Zhang Yuanlong's voice looked very embarrassed, but before Zhou Qinghui could think about how to respond, the topic suddenly ended over there: "That, Mr. Zhou, don't tell you more, Boss He is calling again, I'm sorry..."

Before the voice fell, the phone was hung up directly, listening to the busy sound from the microphone, Zhou Qinghui's face couldn't help but become a little dark.

"What the hell is this thing called?"

"He Mingjun?"

"Fuck you, uncle!"

At this time, he also understood something, and there seemed to be a human factor for the series of messes caused by his predecessor.

Is this, perhaps, a conspiracy?

Frowning and pondering for a while, Zhou Qinghui's mind was still in chaos, he shook his head, took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality, and decided not to think about these troubles for the time being-first lottery!

He continued to draw lotteries, but the outside world had already caused a lot of fluctuations because of him.

In Qiantang City, Zhou Hongchao hung up the phone with an indifferent expression, and the assistant next to him chuckled lightly and asked curiously: "What's wrong, Brother Hongchao, what's wrong with the old man?" ”

"Scam." Zhou Hongchao spit out two words in his mouth, the hand holding the mobile phone clenched tightly, and the back of the hand was faintly exposed.

"What?! Swindle? The assistant's face changed greatly, "Brother Hongchao, what's the situation?" How did the old man cheat? ”

"What else can it be, it's not the trouble he's caused all these years?"

After casually scolding, Zhou Hongchao raised his mobile phone again and dialed the phone.

The phone was connected, and before he could say anything, a deep voice came from the other end:

"Hey, big brother, are you going to talk about the old man?"

"Well, you know that, too?"

Zhou Hongchao nodded.

"yes, that bastard He Mingjun just called me." The voice on the phone was a little angry, "What a fucking bastard, it's endless!" ”

"Hmph, He Mingjun is indeed not a thing, but." Zhou Hongchao snorted coldly, but his words quietly changed, "Sit upright, no one forces him to do those things, if the old guy is a little bit like a father, there will be no such things!" ”

"That's what I said, but big brother...", the man on the other end responded, and then asked tentatively, "You... You can't really ignore him, right? ”

"Humph! What do I do? Zhou Hongchao asked rhetorically.

"This is a scam, the amount is hundreds of millions!" An exclamation came from the other end of the phone, "That guy surnamed He, the old man has to be in for at least ten years!" ”

"It's better to go in! Save him from continuing to cause us trouble outside! ”

"But, big brother, he, he's our dad after all!"

"Alright, let's talk about it." Zhou Hongchao sighed, and had no desire to continue chatting, "I'll contact Hongxue later." ”

……

The Li family on Hong Kong Island made a fortune in real estate, and the three sons of Li Zhensheng, who was once the richest man on Hong Kong Island, are engaged in different industries.

The third son, Li Weichen, is one year old Chinese New Year's Eve today, and Jiameng Film and Television, which he founded independently, is now a first-class film and television company on Hong Kong Island.

At this time, the third son, Li Weichen, was sitting and chatting with his father Li Zhensheng in the mid-mountain villa, and the content of the topic was related to He Mingjun and Zhou Qinghui.

"It seems that Mr. He is planning to close the net."

Looking at the news from his subordinates, Li Weichen chuckled lightly and said to his father.

"This He Mingjun is still somewhat capable." Li Zhensheng also smiled, "By the way, I heard that Zhou Qinghui paid off the money owed to him?" ”

"That's right, it is said that he directly repaid 150 million, and I don't know where Zhou Qinghui, the old guy, got the money from..."