In the box on the top floor, Wei Kun saw the middle-aged man walking in and immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Bi!"

"Oh, I went to the Government Affairs Bureau for a meeting, and it's only over now." The middle-aged man sat in the middle of the sofa with a big belly, waved his hand and said, "Sit down, Xiao Kun!"

Wei Kun sat next to him and the middle-aged men sat at the corner of the sofa, crossing their legs and talking in a stylish manner.

"Call the girl in!" Wei Kun is a pure grassroots person. He was not good at socializing at this level before. However, he has been working in construction work in the past few years and has been forced to practice kung fu that caters to society.

"Forget it, I won't shout anymore. They are all old faces, it's meaningless." Mr. Bi reached out and picked up a fruit, took a bite carelessly and said, "It's because of the project payment?"

"Yes, Mr. Bi, we have paid the project payment for me twice in total." Wei Kun immediately nodded and agreed: "Last month I looked for our finances, thinking of paying part of it first, so that I can pay all the foreman below, otherwise the workers would keep urging them, and they would not be able to withstand it!"

"well!"

Mr. Bi sighed: "In this era, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. Today I came to ask about finance, and now the company's funds are not rich in the account."

"Mr. Bi, my situation is different from other big companies that take care of my work. All the people who work for me are villagers. I...!"

"Xiao Kun, do you know the background of our company?" Mr. Bi suddenly asked.

Wei Kun was stunned: "You are..."

"Our company is a subsidiary of Fengbei Construction Bureau and is a genuine official enterprise." Mr. Bi said with a smile: "Although the funds in this account have always been poor, do you think it is a difficult thing to settle the project funds of a small construction company?"

Wei Kun frowned when he heard the sound.

"But the money of a small company is not counted as money, but if many companies add one, the amount is not small." Mr. Bi looked at Wei Kun naked and said, "Why do you think you can pay it first?"

Wei Kun was silent.

"Xiao Kun, you have been in this circle for too short." The middle-aged fat man picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, shook the valuable watch on his wrist, and said with a smile: "There is not as urging you as urging you."

"Then how should I urge you? Mr. Bi?"

"I told Fengbei's Yun Shao about your situation. What he meant is... I will only issue 70% of the project payment to you." Mr. Bi replied lightly.

"That's OK. When will the remaining 30% be sent?" Wei Kun asked.

Mr. Bi was stunned for a long time and suddenly laughed: "You, you still don't understand."

"What's the meaning?"

"You can pay 70% in total, and the remaining money...then you will be a favor." Mr. Bi whispered: "Brother, money is not made by one person these days, and you have to make some money. What do you think?"

Wei Kun clenched his fists and replied with a chuckle: "Mr. Bi, we have a total of 5 million yuan in project. I have paid more than 2 million yuan. The remaining workers' wages are owed nearly 2 million yuan. If you leave out all the expenses, you will settle 70% for me. Let's not talk about making money, even the people below can't arrange it."

Mr. Bi narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Kun: "Have you not taken over the Star Project before?"

Wei Kun was stunned.

"Then do you have to pay the money from the bottom?" Mr. Bi's words were not as polite as before. He said with dirty words: "The above will settle 70% for you, and you can settle 50% for you! Arrange the people around you, and turn around and build a shell company. Why do I give you work instead?"

Wei Kun didn't know whether it was because he had drunk alcohol before or whether his mood had changed drastically. In short, his eyes when he looked at Mr. Bi had changed, and his face turned red.

"I have work these days, but are you afraid that I can't find workers?" Mr. Bi crossed his legs and said, "What's the use of spoiling them? Ten thousand people are willing to work with you, but you can't receive the project, so where can I create profits?"

"Mr. Bi, I can't do this." Wei Kun frowned and said, "These workers are all fellow villagers in the village, and some of the money I have paid for in my company was also collected by everyone..."

"Why are you so fucking smart?" A strong man sitting at the corner of the sofa raised his head and cursed: "Mr. Bi is so clear about what he said to you? You don't need to do something below, just serve the top!"

"I understand, but I can't do it." Wei Kun frowned and replied, "I can't pay this money, and I can't even go back to my hometown.

"Haha." Mr. Bi smiled and nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, since you have difficulties, I will go back and discuss with Mr. Yun. See when the company will get the next payment and settle your money!"

After saying that, Mr. Bi got up, sorted out his clothes and said, "You go back first and wait, this money will definitely not cost you!"

"Let's go!" Mr. Bi retracted his gaze and greeted the person he brought with him with a smile.

Wei Kun immediately stood up and reached out to pull Mr. Bi: "Wait, give me some time!"

Mr. Bi frowned and asked with a joking voice: "This depends on when the General Administration will allocate funds. Anyway... if it is fast, it will be three or five months, and if it is slow, it will not be accurate!"

"It won't last for three to five years!" Wei Kun replied coldly.

Mr. Bi paused for a while, suddenly leaned into Wei Kun's ear and said, "Then I'll give you a suggestion. You go to the Fengbei Supreme Court to sue the Construction Bureau... This is reliable, haha!"

Wei Kun stared at him with a crooked neck, and the expression on his face was completely different from when he was drinking with Qin Yu just now. He was no longer introverted and there was a sense of hostility in his eyes.

After a disaster, the temperament is likely to change drastically!

People who are not familiar with him seem to be the same as before, but if you want to have a close contact with him, you will find that some of his behaviors are already different from before.

Lao Mao said that Wei Kun has been doing well in recent years, and it is just a matter of one sentence, but how he has done well in a good manner may not be able to explain it clearly in ten thousand sentences!

After more than three years of hard work, who knows what he has experienced?

"Just forget to sue, I will get the money today!" Wei Kun said to President Bi coldly.

"Are you drunk too much?!" Mr. Bi raised his chubby palm and pressed Wei Kun's head twice and said, "You keep doing the work, otherwise I will sue you for breach of contract. As for the money, go back and hurry up and wait!"

After saying that, Mr. Bi turned around and was about to leave.

"Bang!"

Wei Kun reached out and picked up the wine bottle on the table next to him, and slammed Mr. Bi's head with a bang.

After the burst sounded, the room was silent!

"I'll ask for money today!" Wei Kun pointed at Mr. Bi and said, "It's not enough to lose a penny!"

"You fucking don't want to live anymore, right?" The strong man was stunned and was about to step forward.

"Kang!"

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and the strong man was knocked to the ground after only one step.

Wei Kun held the gun and pressed it against Mr. Bi's head and asked, "Cnm, I'll ask for it last time, can I give the money?!"

Fatty Bi was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand why he suddenly became a different person with such a backing.

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Chapter completed!