In the conference room, each director stood up and left in silence.
What was different from usual was that Li Huacheng did not leave first, but sat quietly in his seat, watching the backs of his colleagues.
He saw Guo Wentian with an extremely ugly face almost starting to have sex with Dongcheng Wudi at the door. He saw Wan Qingyun and Ji Wenwen ignoring Guo Wentian when they passed by him. He saw Zhou Yunhai smiling and discussing the case with Zou Mulin. He saw Hua Zheng
Yang Zhan stood in an awkward position between Dongcheng Wudi and Guo Wentian.
Li Huacheng drank tea silently and instinctively looked around him, wanting to say something. But as he spoke, he realized that Ma Si had been sent to Tiannan by him. He sighed, shook his head helplessly, and pressed the button
Pressed the call button next to me.
A middle-aged man quickly greeted the directors and came in from the outside. He said with a respectful expression: "Speaker."
"Contact Annan Li Songping and turn on the screen."
Li Huacheng smiled and pointed at the screen hanging in front of him.
The middle-aged man in front of him was also very familiar to him.
As the Speaker, Li Huacheng does not only have Ma Si as his secretary. He has a whole class of secretaries. There are ten people including Ma Si. However, Ma Si is the superior of all the secretaries, so he spends the most time with Li Huacheng, but this
It doesn't mean that Li Huacheng doesn't even know the people in his closest team.
"OK."
The middle-aged man nodded and hesitated: "Smuggler channel?"
Li Huacheng hummed.
If you go through the official channel, you have to go through Zhongzhou's external communication department, and there are other procedures, which is relatively troublesome. The so-called private channel is actually just making a phone call, similar to chatting.
But at this time, Li Huacheng suddenly wanted to chat with Li Songping, and it was completely conceivable what the conversation would be about.
The middle-aged man took out the mobile phone that recorded the contact information of various speakers around the world, found Li Songping's contact information, and dialed it.
The screen in the conference room lit up.
The sound of the phone waiting to be connected rang directly from the screen. It only rang once and the call was quickly connected.
The picture that appeared on the screen trembled slightly for a moment, and then became stable.
The livid and gloomy face of Annan Speaker Li Songping appeared on the screen.
There was anger that could not be concealed in his eyes, but facing Li Huacheng, he still had to force out a smile.
Under that embarrassed expression, his smile looked like he was crying.
"Mr. Li, long time no see."
Li Huacheng took the initiative to say hello with a calm smile.
"Long time no see indeed."
Li Songping's voice was stiff and hoarse, perhaps because of his own experiences, or perhaps because his Chinese was not up to par. It sounded extremely uncomfortable.
"You don't seem to be in good spirits."
Li Huacheng laughed: "Is it because you have been too busy recently?"
Li Songping gasped a few times, seeming to be restraining some emotions.
He looked unusually haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was extremely pale, his skin was shiny, and he was not tired. It seemed that because Li Huacheng's call came so suddenly, he didn't even have time to fix his hair.
It looks messy, like a chicken coop.
"I'm actually fine."
Li Songping forced a smile on his livid face: "I was cleaning just now. I'm sorry, because your communication was too sudden and I was rude."
His suppressed voice was slightly trembling. Before Li Huacheng could say anything, Li Songping had already turned the camera and showed everything in his office on the screen.
Li Huacheng glanced quietly and raised his eyebrows slightly.
What he saw was a mess.
In the picture, in Li Songping's office, the reception sofa had been completely overturned, the seat cushions were completely torn, and cotton wool was scattered everywhere.
The huge bookcase fell down, broken glass covered the cracked wooden floor, various book pages were torn into pieces, the paintings on the wall seemed to have been torn off and thrown to the ground, and various documents were scattered everywhere.
Every corner.
The entire conference room seemed to have been ransacked, dirty and messy, and looked very miserable.
Li Huacheng's heart moved, and he seemed to have thought of something, but facing this chaotic scene, he was speechless for a moment.
Li Songping didn't say anything either.
He redirected the camera to focus on himself.
The two speakers looked at each other across the screen.
Li Huacheng was thoughtful.
Li Songping's face was ashen, and his whole body seemed to be filled with a deep sense of despair.
Li Huacheng lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.
Across the screen and through the smoke, his calm eyes suddenly had an inexplicable sense of superiority.
It feels like standing at the highest point, casually and indifferently looking down at the ants at your feet.
"Speaker Li Huacheng..."
The corners of Li Songping's mouth moved and he murmured: "Don't you have nothing to say?"
"Um?"
Li Huacheng seemed stunned for a moment.
He was silent for a while and then slowly said: "I am surprised and shocked by all this. No matter who did it, it is too rude."
"It's the Bloody Lords Group!!!"
Li Songping's mood seemed to be about to collapse. His sad and angry tone contained a strong accusation: "It's the Bloody Lords of Thunder God. They surrounded my city and let his elite patrol the city every day. My mansion, my
The office is patrolled several times a day, they are all a bunch of bastards, bastards, bastards!!!”
The corners of Li Huacheng's mouth twitched. He wanted to laugh, but he held back.
There was not even the most basic hatred in Li Songping's sad and angry tone, only sadness, and even his anger was suppressed, so his accusation seemed weak and full of confusion.
The Bloody Lords had blocked his city for more than a week.
The God of Thunder is staying outside the city in person, and currently it seems that he has no intention of leaving at all.
During this period of time, Thor can be said to have fully displayed the four words of arrogance and domineering.
They rushed from Nanyun to Tiannan, and then to Annan. They did not carry much supplies at all. After the supplies were consumed, they began to directly order Annan, or in other words, ordered Li Songping to replenish them.
Yes, it is a command, simple and direct.
He didn't say anything threatening, but the whole Annan didn't dare to refuse his request.
Annan is now completely under the shadow of the God of Thunder, and his provocations are completely unscrupulous. For example, this is not the first time that he randomly sent two people to smash up his conference room in the past few days.
But Annan had no place to reason.
As for the reason?
It was because on the night of the alliance's operation, the alliance chose Annan as the location for the operation.
Although several directors in Central Continent, headed by Beihai Wang, wanted to cut the Thunder God into pieces with a thousand knives, they had to show support when it came to dealing with Annan.
The statement issued by the parliament was simple and clear. The statement stated that Li Tianlan was the pillar of Zhongzhou. Once this identity was confirmed, Annan basically had no reason whatsoever.
Now it becomes reasonable for Thor to enter Annan just to ask for an explanation.
If this explanation does not satisfy Zhongzhou, then Thor will never leave and will torture everyone, including Li Songping, to death.
Under such circumstances, Annan's own resistance to the outside world seems to be lacking in confidence, and others are even less able to speak to Annan.
This also directly led to Thor's actions in Annan becoming more and more outrageous.
It's true that some people secretly expressed their desire to challenge Thor, but in the end, these were just angry words.
Hard fight?
Annan simply does not have the capital.
It doesn’t matter whether they can win or not. Even if they really fight, it’s meaningless. Without the Bloody Lords, Zhongzhou has enough power to crush them directly.
So the only thing Annan can do now is negotiate.
But neither the Parliament nor the Eastern Palace agreed to such a request, so Li Songping could only raise the price again and again. In any case, as long as the Thunder God could be sent away, that would be the best situation.
"This approach is indeed too much. They lack the most basic respect for Mr. Li."
Li Huacheng said calmly: "But I will not restrain them."
Li Songping's eyes that just lit up quickly turned gray, and his expression also froze.
"Because just a few days ago, Mr. Li also did something even more egregious to Zhongzhou. Frankly speaking, I personally think that everything you are experiencing now is deserved.
You should be happy that Tianlan is still alive. If something happened to Tianlan, we would have no way to talk to each other now."
"I see..."
Li Songping smiled bitterly: "But I can explain that it was just a misunderstanding, mainly the Wang family in Beihai..."
"The Beihai Wang family is indeed at fault."
Li Huacheng interrupted him: "The Beihai Wang family will also pay the price. In fact, not only the Beihai Wang family, Gu Xingyun and Li Kuangtu also made mistakes, and they all paid the price.
You should have received the news that Kuangtu Li died just a few hours ago.
Mr. Li is a smart man. Who do you think Tianlan will kill next after he kills Kuangtu Li?
Or to change the question, who is closest to Tianlan now?"
The corners of Li Songping's mouth moved and he was speechless for a moment.
He suddenly felt great fear and his face began to turn pale.
The thing he regrets most now is cooperating with the Beihai Wang family, no, with that shit alliance. If he could control his ambition at that time, everything today wouldn't be so bad.
"I am willing to give a detailed explanation and apology for what I have done before, and even provide compensation..."
Li Songping gritted his teeth: "Any compensation! This is Annan's sincerity."
"Can you afford the compensation?"
Li Huacheng looked at Li Songping and said softly: "You should know that the East Palace is not short of money now."
Li Songping laughed sadly: "I understand what you mean. The Eastern Palace is not short of money, but Annan's economy is not very good. If possible, I will hold a meeting to discuss our compensation plan in detail."
"for example?"
Li Huacheng lit another cigarette and asked slowly.
"For example, land..."
Li Songping was silent for a long time before he said in a dry voice: "We are willing to sell part of the land to the Eastern Palace, if they want it..."
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