After hearing the words of Fatty Xing, Secretary Wang knew that there was no way to persuade him, and the other party's attitude was already clear enough.

...

About twenty minutes later.

Yan Bei's phone call reached Han Sanqian's cell phone. He stood at the window, smoking cigarettes constantly, and pressed the answer button: "How is it? How did Fengbei reply?"

"... The people from the Government Affairs Bureau called Xing Fatty Man and persuaded him for a long time. He still insisted on judging Xu Yang in Fengbei!" the other party replied bluntly.

"What does he mean?!" Han Sanqian asked with a frown and frowned: "Did you deliberately block Qin Yu or deliberately block me?"

"Old Han, don't think too much. He is definitely not trying to do this to you!"

"Who is that going to attack?!" Han Sanqian asked coldly, "Isn't what I said clear enough? If you don't let Xu Yang go, Han Yao and Wang Zongtan will never come back!"

"... Lao Xing is angry now, and the major shareholder is also injured in the hotel. Even if something is not his son, it will put a lot of pressure on him. What's more, the Fengbei Police Bureau also feels that Changji's affairs are too big, and the main culprit must be severely punished!" The other party sighed and persuaded: "Lao Han, do I think this matter should be slowed down. When Fat Xing's anger fades away, the limelight will pass. Let's talk about this matter again. As soon as the person dies, we should pay attention to the emotions of the person involved."

Han Sanqian felt a little cold when he heard this.

In the matter of Longcheng, the Han Group's efforts were actually less than that of the Wang family, which was not in the Storm Center. In addition to the large amount of financial support, Han Fei died tragically, Han Yao was arrested, and even Han Sanqian almost ran out of Longcheng. All of this was because the upper class benefited, and Han Group worked hard to do it. But now things have fallen to the lowest point, and the people in Fengbei are obviously a little biased towards Han Sanqian.

On the phone, Han Sanqian was silent for a long time and asked: "...The dead people are indeed worthy of sympathy, but I don't understand... Since people are dead, why don't they keep them alive?!! Xing Fatty, it's not Qin Yu who is stuck, but the Wang family who is in a dilemma!!"

"Old Han, Fengbei has been communicating with Fatty Xing, otherwise...!"

"That's it!" Han Sanqian replied coldly and hung up his phone directly.

Indoor, after a silence, Mr. Fu slowly stood up, opened his mouth and whispered: "Uncle Han..."

"Bang!!"

Han Sanqian turned around and kicked the coffee table over, and cursed very rarely: "If you don't use your strength in the same place, what's the point of cooperation?! Seven hundred people were beheaded without even seeing the gate of Xinxiang!! Did he do his best? Have you treated the matter of Longcheng as a major event? Ah?"

Mr. Fu was stunned.

"It's great to be careful not to be careful of people outside, but also to be careful of their own people." Han Sanqian said with red eyes, turned around and left.

This incident really hit Lao Han's lung tube.

An hour later, Han Sanqian called the group headquarters and asked more than a dozen senior executives to prepare to sell some industries in Fengbei, and at the same time, all the development focus for the next five years was transferred to the EU area.

...

at the same time.

Salt Island.

After the bearded man arrived at the place where the gunshots were heard, he saw more than a dozen gun-carrying guards pulling three strong men from the speedboat with similar clothes as him.

"Escape, this is the end!" The leading guards shouted at the crowd, then directly stroked the bolt, and ruthlessly shot dozens of shots at the three of them.

The crowds watching on both sides all looked at the three corpses in fear, and did not dare to make a sound.
Chapter completed!