Long Jiapeng is completely disorganized now. Seeing that the thugs he usually raises are being beaten up and rolling around on the ground without any strength to fight back, he has no way to hate Lin Chuan and Xi Xiaolei.
At this time, Antonio had already broken into the door, smashed the things when he saw them, and beat the men when he saw them.
No matter what customers, waiters, or whatever, they just call.
For a moment, the whole nightclub was in a boiling and in a mess.
It was useless for Long Jiapeng to retreat to the private room. Antonio, who was rushed in, just threw the glass coffee table over his shoulder, smashing the glass coffee table into pieces.
More than a dozen pieces of broken glass pierced into his flesh, and Long Jiapeng felt a muffled in pain.
And at this moment, he was also a little dazed.
Don’t even believe that he and Lin Chuan can develop to this point?
Thinking about the fact that I used to be brothers with Lin Chuan, especially when the two met each other, when they faced the thugs together, my eyes were a little tight.
But Antonio didn't care about those things, picked him up and sneered, "I said that you will see what pain is, and how do you feel now?"
Long Jiapeng's eyes were not only not afraid at all, but also a hint of contempt, and he said coldly: "Do you dare to ask me to call Lin Chuan?"
Antonio didn't make things difficult for him, because even if he called, he couldn't change anything.
He also reminded with a ridiculous gaze: "You go and fight now, and hope you can stop us before we razed the place to the ground!"
Long Jiapeng endured the pain in his back, stepped on the broken glass all over the ground, and picked up the phone with his bloody hand and called Lin Chuan.
He also knew that he was bleeding, and even thought that if Zhou Wenmei saw him now, she would definitely cry with pain.
Lin Chuan, who had just fallen asleep, was still awakened by the phone.
He was afraid that he would disturb Qin Mengying, so he quickly answered the phone.
Even through the phone, Lin Chuan could clearly hear the chaotic sounds coming from over there, as well as Long Jiapeng's slightly begging and painful voices.
"Chuanzi, I, Long Jiapeng, admit my mistake to you. I was wrong. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to get the 1.6 billion. Now I beg you to let me go. I don't want the 1.6 billion. I'm in Dan.
All the business in the trade zone is for you!”
However, Lin Chuan said in great disappointment: "Long Jiapeng, please listen to me. I have asked my wife to transfer 2 billion to you tomorrow. This money is enough for your family of three to spend the rest of their lives.
You can also continue to do business, and you can also stay in Huishi, but if you still want to make a wrong party, that won’t work. I have never had any hope for you, and I found that I don’t know you either.
In a word, you can do whatever you want, but this one doesn’t work!”
After saying that, Lin Chuan hung up the phone directly and unplugged the phone line, not wanting to continue talking to him.
Long Jiapeng, who was stunned on the side of the phone, his thoughts also fell into a rolling vortex, stirring his nerves and tingling his heart.
Never felt that he was so humble.
It was like the moment he was thrown to the ground, but in the eyes of others, he was nothing.
He finally signed the demolition notice, and then limped back to his residence, hugging Zhou Wenmei tightly and burst into tears.
While crying, he said, "Wife, let's go, go to the imperial capital, go abroad, go anywhere. We are not here anymore. I don't want to stay here anymore!"
Although Zhou Wenmei didn't know what happened, she still cried with pain: "Okay, we will take the child away tomorrow!"
However, the cleaning of the Dan Trade Zone is still underway.
Not only Long Jiapeng's entertainment industry, but also other people's entertainment industry has been demolished.
Most of the gangsters were beaten to pieces, and the rest left overnight.
The Dan Trade Zone that night was really lively.
The next morning, Lin Chuan and Qin Mengying arrived at the airport after arranging the company's business.
This time, not only Qin Mengying's assistants, but also Lin Wanyu and Lin Xiaozhou's teachers were passed by.
These teachers were all ordered by Lin Wanyu and Lin Xiaozhou.
That's when going to Xiangdao, where does ordinary people have this opportunity? It's impossible to have it in dreams.
And you don’t need a passport or something, just follow Lin Chuan, and there will naturally be someone to arrange it when you arrive in Xiangdao.
After boarding the plane, these teachers really saw the world. The first time they took a plane was such a luxurious private plane, and they were enough to show off after they returned.
But they could only sit in the third class cabin, and the flight attendant clearly told them that they could not enter the first class cabin because it was the place where Lin Chuan and Qin Mengying rested and there was no disturbance.
During the flight, Qin Mengying came to thank them for being able to accompany them this time.
"For my two children, I have worked hard for several teachers this time!"
One of the young short-haired female teachers, Meng Lili, said with a smile: "We should thank you for the opportunity to take a private plane and have the opportunity to visit Xiangdao,"
You don’t have to worry about your child’s learning. It will be like going to school. We take turns to teach your child!”
This teacher is very good at speaking. Don’t let Qin Mengying think that they went to Xiangdao to play, but to teach the children.
So, Qin Mengying smiled with satisfaction and said, "In terms of learning, there are a few teachers here, and I am not worried at all. The child often tells me that he especially likes to listen to your lectures.
This time, I will delay your work at the unit. When I go back, I will definitely thank the teachers!"
Meng Lili said with a smile: "You are so polite, Mrs. Qin, this is what we should do within our duties. In fact, several of our teachers have always wanted to know, how much money do you and Mr. Lin have now?"
Qin Mengying thought Meng Lili was really interesting, so she smiled and said, "It's probably hundreds of billions!"
A few teachers were completely shocked by just one sentence.
This is a number they can't even think of, but it turns out to be someone else's wealth.
They can't imagine what it means to have hundreds of billions, that may be everything.
Even after Qin Mengying left, several teachers were still amazed.
"Oh my god, it's over 100 billion yuan. My current salary is only 35 yuan a month. How many lifetimes do I have to work to make this money!"
"I have to have the ability to make money even if I give you a hundred lives!"
"Look at what Mrs. Qin wears. It's enough for us to do it for a few lifetimes!"
Two hours later, the plane arrived at Xiangdao Airport.
Molly, Ni Fangling, Fan Yisheng, Fang Shichun and other senior management came to the airport to greet Lin Chuan and his party.
But Lin Chuan asked Qin Mengying to go home first, and he came directly to Yushan Wanhai Temple.
Now the Taoist temple has basically been built, and the rest is decoration.
At this time, a gentle middle-aged man came to Lin Chuan.