Dajun looked at An Zi, frowned and replied: "I'm so bad, get in the car and say."

Jia Guandong turned his head and looked at Wei Huzi, Yang Long and other children. After pondering for a while, he immediately ordered Dajun: "Call them in the car."

Dajun was stunned: "Okay."

...

Two minutes later, the car was in.

Jia Guandong was smoking a cigarette and his eyes were red and said, "You guys can do something."

"You said, brother."

"Zhou Canhui and the others have just left." Jia Guandong said with a dark face: "You catch up with them and chop him up... When you leave, you throw a sentence and say that the gun is not in vain. These knife points were asked for Jiajun... Zhou Canhui wants his mother to have ideas, just find someone named Qiao, it has nothing to do with Shengshi Marriott."

When Dajun heard this, he immediately understood that Jia Guandong was trying to cheat Qiao Shuai and asked something in the middle. Because Qiao Shuai had just forced Luo Jiajun away, then something happened to Zhou Canhui. Even if he didn't keep the words Jia Guandong said, it would be hard not to think that Qiao Shuai did it.

"How is it?" Dajun frowned and asked, "Will Jiajun feel uncomfortable if he does this?"

"If he doesn't hold me, why should I hold him?" Jia Guandong responded bluntly: "For his own safety, he tolerated the Zhou Group everywhere and left such a mess for me... Have you ever considered whether I feel comfortable or not?"

The army was silent.

"He will leave sooner or later," Jia Guandong said, slapped Dajun's legs and said, "And I'm not in vain. There are also people in the company who want to mess with Jia Jun, do you understand?"

The army was stunned.

"Listen to me, just do that." Jia Guandong said viciously: "Damn it, no one is good for me. If you mix up the water, no one can get a bargain."

"How much did it do?" Wei Huzi asked tentatively.

"The more ruthless the better, just keep a breath." Jia Guandong responded: "You go, I'll add another 100,000 yuan to you."

The army blinked and said helplessly: "Okay, then chase and take a look."

"I'll go to another place to hide for a while, I'll arrange it." Jia Guandong waved his hand and said, "You guys get out of the car."

...

Half an hour later.

Inside a shabby van.

"You really go?" Wei Huzi asked Xiao An.

"Make money, why don't you go?" Xiao An replied with a smile.

After saying that, Yang Long and Wei Huzi looked at each other, and they could see each other's uneasiness.

That's right, they didn't want to go because they were sentenced to a delay and had a sentence. They wanted to earn some money with An Zi, but they didn't want to step on it so deeply.

But Anzi kept going and they couldn't say anything. After all, the work was found by others, so they owe Anzi a favor.

Apart from the silence that Yang Long and Wei Huzi showed, Dajun, who had been sitting in the driving, did not say a word for a long time, frowned, not knowing what they were thinking.

After everyone waited for a while, the ringtone of Dajun's cell phone rang.

"Hello?!"

"Have you found it?" Dajun asked lit a cigarette.

"Is there a person in the second hospital?" said the man on the phone: "Isn't a brother under Zhou Canhui's ear broken? Is he here to see a doctor?"

"How many people?" Dajun asked, smoking.

"Five or six, I took a look in the corridor, but didn't take a closer look."

"Is it true in the Second Hospital?"

"Yeah, right."

"Okay, I get it."

After chatting for a long time, the two hung up their phones.

"Where are people?" An Zi, who was determined to make a fortune, looked up and asked.

"Go to the Second Hospital." Dajun hung up the gear, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the Second Hospital.

...

When everyone arrived at the Second Hospital, it was already late at night and there were no people on the street. Then Dajun sat in the car and contacted him. The other party told him that Zhou Canhui and others had gone to a Sichuan restaurant opposite the hospital for dinner, but there were still five or six people.

Dajun drove around the street, stopped at the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant, licked his lips and said, "Anzi, go down and take a look, see if you are in the hall or in the private room."

"Okay." An Zi nodded, pushed the door and got out of the car, walked into the hotel with his hands in his pockets.

Dajun smoked a cigarette a little anxiously. After waiting for a minute or two, he felt a little worried, so he pushed the door and got out of the car and went to the entrance of the hotel.

It is winter now. In order to keep warm, some restaurants will hang a cotton curtain on the door to prevent the heat from running out of the house. So the army could not see the situation inside the house through the door, so they could only reach out and open the cotton curtain and glance in secret.

"Fuck, are you going in?"

Just as the army was about to look in, there was a sudden shout from behind.

The army turned around and saw Liu Pengju.

The two looked at each other, all stunned.

Dajun instinctively touched his waistband because he brought a gun, and he was the kind of guy who was very inferior to six sounds and could only fire six bullets and then scrapped them.

Liu Pengju had a good memory. He recognized Dajun as the person who had just sat in the private room, so he looked at him with a crooked neck and said nothing.

The army was silent for a few seconds and suddenly said, "You go in?"

"Yes." Liu Pengju nodded.

"Ah." Dajun nodded, and then stepped aside.

Liu Pengju narrowed his eyes and glanced at Dajun, and opened the curtain neatly. He walked into the house in one step, without looking back at him.

The army took a breath, turned around and walked towards the van.

Halfway through, An Zi rushed out and shouted behind him: "Brother Jun, there are only five or six people inside."

"Go first, go first." Dajun greeted without even looking back, and trotted into the van.

After Anzi followed up, he said excitedly: "Super capable, there are no people in the house, so they just sit next to the bar."

Dajun licked his lips with a very hesitant expression. His mentality at this moment well interpreted a state of being unable to get along in society and not being inferior to others.

He has experience and can be considered a good job, but he is too good at doing things, but he has no courage. He wants to make a fortune but does not want to take on major issues. Therefore, he is destined to be a management manager and a worker at the construction site... and will never become a celebrity around bosses like Liu Pengju, Gu Xiao, and Qiao Shuai.

Dajun saw the conflict in the private room just now from the beginning. He knew that his ability was beyond comparison with anyone.

Liu Pengju is a desperate, Qiao Shuai may be in some things, Zhou Canhui has a family to protect him, and Luo Jiajun is Sanxin's little prince...

These people have their own reasons to dare to do things.

But what about Dajun? He actually wanted to make himself better, not to lose his life, not to be disabled, not to get in...that's all.

As soon as the army was hesitating for a while, Liu Pengju rushed out of the hotel with five or six people, then he scattered a handful of saws and rushed towards the van without stopping.

After being stunned, Dajun immediately stepped on the gear, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and ran away.

"Brother, what's going on?" An Zi was stunned.

Dajun asked for face in front of his brothers and responded in a simple manner: "They were shocked and would not do anything to them."

Wei Huzi glanced at Dajun's side face when he heard the sound, and saw that he was covered in sweat.

Liu Pengju chased after him two steps on the street and cursed: "Fuck, I think they are going to do it."

In the car, Wei Huzi looked at Dajun's expression and felt at ease. He knew that Anzi's elder brother might not be able to do this.

...

Inside the hotel.

Jia Guandong held the phone and said to Luo Jiahong: "Your brother is so stupid! No matter how I messed up, he just didn't take Zhou's moves... Zhou Canhui had someone shoot him in the leg today... He didn't even want to fight back... So, I can tell you clearly that he just wanted to leave when the time comes, and I can't hold him back."

Luo Jiahong pondered for a while and said, "Where is the Marriott of Prosperity?"

"I was trying to find a way to make Qiao Shuai and Zhou go against each other. Can you look back?" Jia Guandong frowned and replied, "Jiahong, I thought you asked me to come to DaL to help me get a bargain, but the situation here is too complicated... If you don't help me, I can't take over this company at all. Once Jiajun left, no one listened to me, and there was no one who could use it. I can't take over the project outside. What's the point of staying with me?"

Luo Jiahong thought about it and replied: "I will secretly go back to DaL these days to do something... Let's talk about it."

"Okay!" Jia Guandong nodded.

After the two hung up the phone, Luo Jiahong turned his head and asked Guan Lei: "Does that woman have to go to DaL?"
Chapter completed!