On the afternoon when Ye Fan gave Ruan Jingyuan the check, the entire First Village and Wanshang Alliance were in a state of panic.
Almost all key places, whether formal or informal, are being exploited by the Black Elephant Alliance using their identity as customers.
These people couldn't be beaten and beaten, couldn't move, and the officials didn't care. They could only close down the No. 1 village in frustration.
Even if the store is closed, a bunch of departments will call and inform them that many customers have complained about them, and all responsible persons will be asked to go to a meeting.
At the end of the day, the loss is immeasurable.
"Son of a bitch!"
In the backyard of No. 1 Village, Shen Bancheng received a series of phone calls and heard that almost all the venues under his control were taken care of by Ye Fan.
His deep eyes burst with anger, he slapped the table and shouted:
"How can this not make sense? How can it not make sense!"
"This Mark, why is he such a bastard?"
"He is a genius doctor and a descendant of the Ye family. He should be upright and aboveboard. How can he be so despicable and shameless?"
"This is what we do, why does he do this?"
"After doing these things, doesn't he feel that he has tarnished Ye Tang, tarnished the country's soldiers, and tarnished the First Envoy?"
"He's so shameless, what's the difference between him and us?"
Shen Bancheng wanted to strangle Ye Fan to death.
He thought that Ye Fan would use traditional business methods to fight him seriously, but he didn't expect that he would use dirty tricks like himself.
Still having fun.
How could this not make Shen Bancheng furious?
The Ghost House incident has severely damaged his circulating capital, and now this incident has dealt an even greater blow to his normal operations.
Without the profits from places like Shen's Building to support the return of funds, it would be difficult for No. 1 Bank to survive until next week, let alone until the end of the month.
Now the business has been damaged and people are frightened.
A bunch of foreign companies complained, saying that No. 1 Village had lost its intimidation, that the office space no longer had the same sense of security as it had in the past, and that they were preparing to move out at the end of the term.
Business customers also want to temporarily stop cooperation and are worried about the delivery ability of the first store.
Coupled with the ghost building turmoil in the peninsula city-state, No. 1 Village is now at the forefront of the storm, and the stock market is plummeting.
"This Ye Fan has indeed grown up horribly!"
Xiong Tianjun, who was sitting in his room wiping his firearm, had a cold expression on his lips:
"This also shows that my judgment is correct."
"Ye Fan is our stumbling block!"
"His double-edged sword no longer cuts Tang Pingfan and others, but disembowels us."
"If he doesn't die, many of our plans will be blocked or even destroyed by him."
He showed a murderous intention towards Ye Fan.
"What should we do now?"
"What Ye Fan did made people panic and the stock market plummeted, and the official government was managed by him through his relationship with the eldest prince."
"It's his uncle's fault. I originally wanted to kill Ye Fan with the eldest prince's knife, but in the end I became his helper."
"I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug Ye Fan used to make Xiang Zhenguo, a bull, willing to join forces with him."
"If you don't press down Ye Fan quickly, this bastard will really be able to eat an elephant like an ant and chew up holes in the first village."
Shen Bancheng's eyes turned cold: "Do you want me to call Xiang Dapeng back and sweep away the entire Black Elephant Alliance?"
A month ago, Shen Bancheng didn't take Ye Fan seriously. Even after the big gamble on the cruise ship, Shen Bancheng didn't regard Ye Fan as a strong rival.
In Hong Kong City, he may not have enough energy to deal with Ye Fan, but in Xiang Country, he is confident that he can trample Ye Fan to a point of no return.
But unexpectedly, this ant-like boy not only was not trampled to death by him, but was instead beaten and bitten all over his body.
The big ship of No. 1 Village has not sunk, but it is beginning to have holes. If we don't crush the ants quickly, I'm afraid it will sink in the future.
He felt that he could not delay it any longer and had to give Ye Fan a thunderous blow.
"Don't get into a big fight."
Xiong Tianjun wiped the firearm with quick movements, maintaining a calm demeanor:
"Although Ye Fan stabbed us again, the situation is still within control."
"Our main focus should be on Ye Fan and not waste too much on people like the Black Elephant League."
"And today's accident was just Ye Fanming's superficial means."
"I looked at the stock market of No. 1 Village these days, and it's obvious that someone is buying in secretly."
"Eighty percent of them are from Ye Fan!"
"Ye Fan will not only create obstacles for us in daily competition, but also defeat the No. 1 dealer in the stock market, making your decades of hard work go to waste."
"Looking at the other party's stock buying trend, it is estimated that it will be fatal at the end of the month."
"The current actions of besieging Shen's Building are just a deliberate attempt to attract our attention."
He showed a hint of appreciation: "The road crosses Chencang secretly."
Shen Bancheng's voice deepened: "We must get 50 billion as soon as possible."
Xiong Tianjun raised his head and looked in the direction of Longdu: "It's almost..."
At this moment, in Longdu, thousands of miles away, a person was sneaking into the former Tang family villa.
The Tang family's villa in Longdu had already become deserted and desolate following the arrest of Tang Sanguo and the 'death' of Lin Qiuling.
Especially after Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi returned to live in Zhonghai, no one was seen in Longdu Villa for the whole month.
Except for Aunt Wu who comes over once a month to clean and open the door for ventilation, no one comes back again.
Even Tang Fenghua didn't want to appear.
So uninvited guests don’t have much to worry about.
Wearing black clothes, he took advantage of the last light of dusk and walked directly into the hall.
The man in black is none other than Shen Xiaodiao.
After he sneaked into the villa and turned off the remote monitoring, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it.
Then he checked and came to Tang Sanguo's study.
He entered the study code, opened the steel door with a click, and entered the fifty-square-meter study.
There are many books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings displayed in the study room, but most of them are fakes.
Shen Xiaodiao didn't even look at this. He came to a map, tapped it a few times, and then tore up the city map with a clatter.
The map fell, and he took the opportunity to touch it again, and then shattered a piece of the wall with one palm.
He took out a box the size of a mobile phone.
The box was opened and there were two well-preserved drawings inside.
One says "Nanling" and the other says "Zhonghai".
"found it!"
Shen Xiaodiao squinted his eyes slightly, feeling very pleased, and then hung up the city map again.
He went out quickly, closed the door behind his back and was about to go down the stairs, but suddenly he remembered something.
Shen Xiaodiao turned around again, searched for a while, then opened Lin Qiuling's former bedroom and walked in.
He picked it up and explored it gently, and finally came to a corner of the closet, opened the drawer and took out a waterproof plastic bag.
The plastic bag was opened, and a pile of Tang family documents and bank cards fell out.
He quickly scanned them all with his phone.
"That's it!"
Finally, Shen Xiaodiao held a Baihua bank card, stretched out his body and left the Tang family quietly.
On the front of the card, there are five words "Tang Ruoxue Salary Card" written by Lin Qiuling...
