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Chapter 405

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Lin Luojiao patted the table.

His face was frosty, angry, and screaming.

It's like a red pink Rakshasa who wants to eat people.

She is most afraid of being called a widow, let alone a dead widow?

This is a stain that cannot be erased in her life, a thorn in her dignity!

Xu Zhenglong's financial planner is a little numb.

I was afraid that this woman would do something outrageous.

After all, the security here seems to be particularly strong.

It's the New Year, and he doesn't want to suffer any physical pain.

Hurry up and run away in despair.

When he came out, he found Zhou Wenbing and two comrades outside the door, glaring at him with cold faces.

Those eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if they wanted to kill someone.

This guy was frightened for a while, but unfortunately he didn't say anything.

Otherwise, with such a small body, how could they be their opponent?

So, I quickly held on to the temples of my glasses, laughed with you, took a detour, and got out of here.

I got back in the car and made a quick phone call.

Tell Xu Zhenglong according to Lin Luojiao's original words.

Xu Zhenglong was furious.

"What a shame! Is this bitch going to drink a fine drink if you don't want to drink a toast? Come back quickly, you don't have to worry about the rest!"

Putting down the phone, Xu Zhenglong looked at the three people present and said angrily: "The thief Song Sanxi called that bitch, told my people to get out, and asked me if I wanted to have a peaceful year. This is so fucking

, are your three bosses so arrogant that they know no bounds?"

Parkway Financial, the top coffee and tea room.

Qian Yonghong, Huang Changyong and Wang Hui gathered around the luxurious Panlong coffee table and sneered.

Huang Changyong nodded, "Brothers, this girl won't shed tears until she sees the coffin!"

Wang Hui snorted coldly and glanced at Qian Yonghong, "Mr. Qian, your grandson Song Sanxi doesn't want to have a good New Year!"

Qian Yonghong smiled sinisterly and stroked his fat belly, "There's nothing we can do about it. Mr. Hui, let's split up. Tell Uncle Wang that you are going to get stuck in converting the land into a commercial property; on my side,

Discuss with Lao Dai and cut off all Rong Xi’s channels in Zhonghai regarding financing.”

"good!"

Wang Hui patted his thigh and picked up his phone.

At that moment, bang bang bang!

Someone is knocking on the door, no, knocking on the door.

Qian Yonghong was a little angry, "Who is so ignorant of the rules? Don't you know how to ring the doorbell?"

Xu Zhenglong was probably an employee here, so he became even more angry, "Don't you know we are talking about something important? Get in here!"

Then

The door opened.

Song Sanxi, holding a briefcase, stood at the door.

With an indifferent smile on his face, he said, "Ah? Everyone, have a great New Year! The Year of the Tiger is approaching. I wish you all a prosperous tiger, a prosperous dragon, a roaring tiger, and great wealth!"

The four Qian Yonghongs had frozen expressions.
Chapter completed!
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