It's probably an unhappy parting.

Back at home, Zhao Jingyang called Gu Jingjiang and informed him that he had taken over Chen Lianshan's factory, so he put it down and didn't mention it.

Turning his head, his eyes fixed on Rong, ready to deliver the final blow.

said that Rong Dingkun pinched the hole card of tobacco and soil, and originally taught Zhao Huaan to start the channel and realize a part of it; But when Zhao Huaan activated the channel and secretly picked up the goods, he knew that the tobacco soil that was tightly hidden was gone.

This time, Jiaorong Dingkun's hands and feet were cold.

He was angry and afraid, as if there was a bloody mouth in the darkness ready to devour him.

tossed all night, not even a single chicken feather was grabbed; No one knows where this tobacco is now, or who did it.

Rong Dingkun suspected Zhao Huaan and Yang Xiucheng; But the storage of this batch of tobacco soil, he didn't let these two people stick to their hands at all!

And the people who stick their hands and take care of this batch of tobacco and soil are not alive or dead, and there is no trace of them.

The night passed, and it was already dawn; In the study, Rong Dingkun looked haggard and his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhao Huaan sat on the sofa beside him, his face gloomy as ink.

"Brother Kun, this is obviously done by an inner ghost!" He was annoyed and angry, and patted the coffee table one after another: "You just don't believe me, otherwise this batch of goods will be handed over to me in the morning, how can there be such a thing?!".

"Now it's good!" He complained again and again: "The goods are gone, my channel has been activated in vain, you teach me how to explain to the people below?!"

"I've got in touch with the buyer!"

Rong Dingkun didn't say a word, his face was blue and red.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Xiucheng's voice came in: "Boss."

Rong Dingkun took a breath: "Come in."

Yang Xiucheng pushed the door in.

Before Rong Dingkun could speak, Zhao Huaan jumped up and said, "Did you find it?!" Say it!"

The muscles on Rong Dingkun's face twitched, and he said, "Shut up!"

After scolding Zhao Huaan, Rong Dingkun took a deep breath: "Say it."

Yang Xiucheng's face was a little pale, his eyes were dark, and his expression was tired. He rubbed his eyebrows, lifted his spirits, and said, "Boss, the situation... It's not optimistic."

He said, "I went to Tang Xianping from the patrol room, he is a professional; But even he didn't find any useful information."

"According to Tang Xianping's investigation and inference," he said, "at least seven days ago, the tobacco soil stored by the boss has been transported out one after another; He thinks it's the betrayal of the keepers."

Zhao Huaan said irritably: "Nonsense! Can you say something useful?!"

Yang Xiucheng said: "Tang Xianping thinks that this batch of tobacco soil may still be there; Some of their information indicates that in recent days, several big gangs in Shanghai have not bought a large amount of tobacco. And the small and medium-sized gangs can't consume so much tobacco and soil, and they can't afford it, and it's impossible not to leave a little clue."

In other words, this is something that only the big gangs can do; The small gangs can neither do it nor afford it.

Rong Dingkun perked up when he heard this, and said, "Then is it possible to find this batch of tobacco soil? What did Tang Xianping say?"

Yang Xiucheng shook his head: "Tang Xianping is not sure. He said that there are too few clues, and even if there is progress, it will not be a matter of time and a half."

After listening to this, Rong Dingkun's expression was gloomy, and he was silent.

yes, even if you can find a clue, what about time? How much can you recover from the smoke?

Wait for the news, the daylilies are cold!

Zhao Hua'an snorted, stood up and left: "Damn... I'm! Brother Kun, I'm leaving!"

Zhao Hua'an left, and there was a cold silence in this office.

After a while, Rong Dingkun said in a low voice: "Over there in the patrol room, Xiucheng, you urge again..."

With his eyes closed, his back leaning back in his chair, he breathed heavily: "The top priority is to put the food factory first. If the tobacco is gone, the big deal is the loss of thousands of dollars, and if something goes wrong with the food factory, it will be a catastrophe..."

He opened his eyes suddenly, straightened up, and nailed Yang Xiucheng like nails: "As long as the food factory is built, there are thousands of dollars, and I will lose money!" Xiucheng, you must keep an eye on the food factory, and there must be no mistakes!"

Yang Xiucheng nodded with a straight face: "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

walked Yang Xiucheng, Rong Dingkun closed his eyes and recuperated for a long time; Then he grabbed the phone and dialed Boss Dai.

Not for a moment, turn on, a few words, hang up.

The reply given by Boss Dai was almost the same as Tang Xianping's inference.

The gangs in Shanghai did not buy a large amount of tobacco during this time; As far as the news network of the Revival Society is concerned, I have never heard of anyone who has shipped in large quantities in the past few days.

He also believes that this batch of tobacco soil should still be in Shanghai.

This is meaningless to Rong Dingkun.

He was in a hurry to ship, just to get back a sum of money, and he felt at ease in his hands; Now that the goods are lost, the person who watched the goods is missing, and there are no clues, unless he turns Shanghai Beach over - he Rong Dingkun doesn't have this ability, and the Revival Association may not have it.

Sighing softly, Rong Dingkun was mentally prepared to completely lose this batch of tobacco soil - no hope.

He also has Tianxiang recipes, as well as food factories.

Hanhai is an example in front, as long as the food factory is built, the wealth will roll in, and the money will be a lot!

Rong Dingkun's heart was full of hope.

...

But soon, another piece of bad news came.

The land of the Wille warehouse, the few pieces that have not been taken, and the factories have all fallen into the hands of Hanhai! Including the hard-boiled Chen Lianshan's factory!

Rong Dingkun only glanced at this news and threw it aside.

Compared with the loss of tens of millions of tobacco soil, this news can only be regarded as generally bad.

Admittedly, Hanhai is a tricky opponent; The land of the Wheeler warehouse was intervened by Hanhai, and it was like a fish in the throat, which was extremely difficult to do.

But now, Rong Dingkun doesn't have so much energy to take care of that.

He called DuPont, intending to use the power of foreign devils to get back those pieces of land from Hanhai.

"When Hanhai goes against me, it is against all shareholders; If we can't get back the few pieces of land in Zhao Jingyang's hands, our projects will not be connected, we will not be able to start construction immediately, and it will be difficult for shareholders to pay dividends."

"I'm all ready to start, and I'm stuck here. Mr. DuPont, you are a major shareholder, and you have to do your part!"

Rong Dingkun said with a smile.

On the phone, Du Pont was silent for a moment and said, "I'll talk to Zhao Jingyang."

Rong Dingkun hung up the phone, and felt a little relieved in his heart - didn't he force me to start work earlier? Then go get Zhao Jingyang!

But Rong Dingkun's good mood didn't last long.

On the morning of the next day, Yang Xiucheng ran over sweating profusely: "Boss, something happened!"

He said, "The heavenly incense has failed, and they say..."

Rong Dingkun's heart suddenly lifted up and mentioned the top of the cliff: "What did you say?!"

Yang Xiucheng swallowed: "They said that there is a problem with the formula, it is fake!"

When Rong Dingkun heard this, his brain was dizzy, his strength was like a low tide, he couldn't stand steadily, he sat on the chair with his butt, and he couldn't breathe for a long time!

"Impossible!"

Rong Dingkun gasped for breath, and swept all the things on the desk to the ground: "Impossible!"

He roared, "Go! Go to the throne! Call Boss Dai! Ask Feng Jingyao! Ask Nie Ren Wang! There can't be a problem with the recipe! Impossible!"

"Go!"