Zhejiang j, in a club.

A middle-aged man in his thirty-five or six years old sat in the middle of the sofa, crossed his legs and said, "Xian G is working hard."

"I heard it was moving today." Another man who was about the same age as middle-aged, responded with a smoked duckweed: "Old Luo will probably be back in the next few days! The overall situation of Sanxin has been decided."

The middle-aged man curled his lips when he heard the sound, and responded while drinking red wine: "You are too shallow to see, Lao Luo can't come back!"

"Hmm?" the man touched his beard and asked in a low voice: "What does it mean? Why can't you come back!"

"Watch it with your brain and think about it. When Lao Luo was sniped by Jiajun at Di B, the news was immediately transmitted back to the company, but Bao Wenduo, Uncle Jiahong's first choice was to block Lao Luo in Myanmar and kill him, and then blame Luo Jiajun, Chen Tianze!" The middle-aged man held a wine glass and whispered: "Do you think this kind of thing can be hidden from Lao Luo's eyes?"

The man was stunned.

"It's fine if the old man doesn't come back, can he not pursue it after he comes back?" Middle-aged man continued to add: "Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong are not fools either. Why are they picking Lao Luo back at this time? Will it cause trouble for himself?"

"How about killing Lao Luo, what should I do if I kill Lao Luo? Although Jiahong is the first heir on the surface, Jiajun and Lao Luo are also related to blood. They have to sue. In the end, Lao Luo's 35 shares are one-half. Isn't Jiahong at a disadvantage?" The man asked with some incomprehension.

"Ouch!" Middle-aged man shook his head: "How could Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong make such a thing happen?! They probably had already thought of a way to deal with it. Once Lao Luo dies, the veterans holding shares of the company will definitely choose to support Jiahong as soon as possible, because he was appointed by Lao Luo Qin, and the legal department of the company is also 100% ready to sue. The case has been delayed for a year and a half, and Luo Jiajun can't get shares for a long time, but Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong have used this time to make the company a solid piece, and it is not possible to do it well... The court has settled all the shares, and some shares will definitely be awarded to Luo Jiahong, but they may not be awarded to Luo Jiajun. Do you understand?"

"Can you?" The man looked shocked: "Can Jiahong agree to the people below to kill his father?"

"He doesn't agree? What's the solution?" Middle-aged man replied with a lip sneer: "The wealth and life of so many of us are all on him. We do whatever he asks us to do. Now that things are at a critical moment, he has to hesitate. Isn't that the same thing is making fun of everyone?! If you want to become the emperor, you must bear the choice that others can't bear! Otherwise, why do you praise you? Why do you give your life?"

“…This is the same reason!”

"The future structure of the company is already very clear. When Jiahong comes to power, his uncle will immediately enter the board of directors to be the second-hand man, and Lao Bao is the third person in the entire company." The middle-aged man whispered: "We must seize the opportunity and think about who to make friends with in the future!"

"Haha, that must be my uncle!" The man replied with a grin, "Don't you say the old saying? My uncle is old, how can he say that he is a family? Old Bao is always a senior worker, just like us... Maybe when the world is stable, my uncle will sing you a drama of birds hiding, rabbits and dogs cooking... and then he will take over the power by himself!"

"Haha, it's not accurate to JB, this family has no human nature!" The middle-aged man immediately agreed with a sentence: "But Lao Luo is really miserable. What a great character, but he died in the end...!"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open, and four strong men walked in with a gloomy face.

The two were stunned and immediately raised their heads. The bearded man frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"...Mr. Luo's soldier." The strong leader replied in a low voice.

The two were stunned.

"Come with us!" The strong man showed his gun and waved his hand gently.

...

In a villa in Zhejiang J.

Uncle Lao Qin was holding the phone and dialing Bao Wenduo's number over and over again, but the latter was still in a state of no answer.

"What's wrong?"

The woman sat on the bed and asked.

"Old Bao's phone can't be reached." Lao Qin frowned and said, "I don't know what's going on over there!"

"Call the people below to ask!" the woman reminded.

Old Qin thought for a while, then lowered his head and wanted to dial another number.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door opening suddenly reminded me, and Lao Qin suddenly looked up: "Who? You told others that we are here?"

"No one knows!" The woman shook her head immediately.

After being stunned, Lao Qin walked towards the head of the bed and reached out to touch the gun.

The bedroom door was open, and a middle-aged man in his fifties led three people into the house with his hands behind his back.

"Puff!"

A man behind middle-aged man, holding a pistol with a ***, shot two shots into the bed.

Old Qin stood there in a daze, looking at the leading middle-aged man in shock and asked, "You Zhang, why are you... you back?"

"Fuck your mother, are you going to kill my elder brother?" the middle-aged man asked with his hands behind his back.

"You...what were you saying?" Lao Qin asked in a trembling voice.

"Do you think we are old or do you think we are okay?" middle-aged man shouted loudly: "When is it your turn to speak in Sanxin? Ah?"

After hearing the sound, Lao Qin clenched his fists tightly and sweated on his forehead.

"...If Brother Tao hadn't supported you, what big company could you open in Zhejiang J with your tricks?! If you have a relative, you can even use your nephew's mother, and you are really despicable!" The middle-aged man pointed at Lao Qin and said loudly: "For the sake of Jiahong's mother, I will send my wife and children abroad to you, and you will be over here."

Old Qin hesitated for two seconds, then knelt on the ground with a loud bang: "You ask me to talk to my brother-in-law to have a phone call, and I will tell him..."

"Puff!"

Two gunshots erupted, Lao Qin's forehead bloomed, and he fell to the ground with a gurgle.

"ah!!"

The woman shouted.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

A burst of gunfire sounded one after another in the bedroom.

...

On a tall building in Hangzhou.

Two figures fell from a 29th floor high building, falling to the ground like a cannonball, blood flowing all over the ground.

Across the street, a man who was also over fifty years old, took the phone and said, "Brother, I'm done!"

...

On the second floor of the main building of Mingdu Freight Stadium, Luo Wentao hung up the phone, listened to the gunshots coming from the corridor, looked up at the young man next to the window and said, "...Why have to follow him? Isn't Sanxin's platform better?"

The young man's eyes were excited, he lowered his head and sniffed and responded: "...Do you, Lao Luo, dare to use me with confidence?"

Luo Wentao was stunned and pondered.
Chapter completed!