Liang Daishan looked as if he had eaten a fly, his face full of disgust.
Although Lu Taisui's expression remained calm, he broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
What?
Why did you fall in love with Xingfuli?
Even if this project can make money, what's all you need, Mr. Guo?
Where can I go to get gold plating instead of gold plating?
Do you have to bite Junsheng?
You're still trying to knock down that dangerous building, why don't you try to push it down?
Just because of Zhang Ruoyu’s violent temper, if I don’t blow your head off, you will think that my fifty years of living in Binhai have been in vain!
On the bus back to the hotel, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Many people envy Junsheng for being favored by Guo Zhengzhong. Once he gets connected with the Guo family, there will be endless benefits in the future.
But Liang Daishan was so confused that he didn't even dare to call Mr. Han.
I could only do the next best thing and sent a WeChat message to Brother Zhang.
"Brother Zhang, Mr. Guo has taken a fancy to the project in our happiness. Looking at his attitude, he even wants Lu Taisui to join him."
Ding dong.
Brother Zhang replied instantly.
"Isn't this a good thing? Later, Mr. Liang, you sign a contract full of traps for them and give them a lot of money."
Liang Daishan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I dare to kill others, but I don't have the courage to kill these two families."
"If you don't want to kill them, just refuse them. Junsheng needs money or errands? Why should we give them soup?"
Liang Daishan looked at Brother Zhang's domineering response and felt bitter in his mouth.
When people join the game, they don't want to drink soup, but they want to eat the fattest piece of meat, the kind that has been uprooted.
After hesitating for a moment, Liang Daishan replied to WeChat: "Master Guo is hosting a banquet in the hotel tonight, and everyone who should be invited has been invited. How about, Brother Zhang, come over and have an interview with Mr. Han tonight? Regardless of whether it happens or not, Mr. Han has to make the decision. I
Even a wage earner can’t manage this family.”
Zhang Ruoyu read the WeChat message, picked up the landline and called Dai Meng: "Mengmeng, ask Xiao Han to come to my office. I have something to ask her about."
"ah?"
Dai Meng, who was sitting in the CEO's office, trembled and her pretty face turned pale. Before she could reply, Brother Zhang hung up.
Dai Meng hesitated for a long time, and for a while he couldn't tell whether he was the CEO's secretary or Brother Zhang's secretary.
In fact, she really wanted to be Brother Zhang's secretary...
Mr. Han's sense of oppression was so strong that she was so frightened that she almost had an endocrine disorder.
Mengmeng mustered up the courage to send Brother Zhang's original words to Mr. Han in the form of WeChat text.
Then, she peed and escaped.
Bang!
Dressed in a professional suit and with a frosty face, Han Jiangxue kicked open the door and stormed into the catering director's office in a menacing manner.
He glared at Zhang Ruoyu fiercely.
"If you want a secretary, find it yourself. Why do you call Dai Meng every day? She is mine!" Mr. Han sat on the sofa, looking around.
I want to see if this bastard left any evidence of the crime.
According to reliable information, this bastard hooked up with Xiaoli and Xiaohong from the public relations department just an hour ago.
When the two prostitutes left the office, their pretty faces were blushing and their eyes were watery. Who knows what good things they had done!
"Junsheng of yours is about to go bankrupt. What are you pretending to do? Are you hiring another secretary? I think you are going to be a secretary soon!" Zhang Ruoyu took a leisurely sip of Pu'er and curled his lips.
"You hide in the office behind closed doors every day. Do you know what's going on outside? Look at you, you idiot. How dare the little old lady hand over Junsheng to you?"
Mr. Han crossed his arms and glanced sideways at Zhang Ruoyu: "What other gossip have you heard?"
"What's the gossip? Everyone in Binhai knows it, and you're the only one who's still here!" Zhang Ruoyu said with an exaggerated expression.
"What on earth is going on?" Han Jiangxue frowned.
She knew that this bastard usually wouldn't interfere with Junsheng's affairs, and even wished that Junsheng would go bankrupt soon.
If this person comes to you on his own initiative, something big will definitely happen.
"Guo Zhengzhong inspected Junsheng's Xingfuli project and got furious on the spot. He also said that Junsheng was doing face-saving projects to destroy Binhai's image, and now he is conspiring with Lu Taisui to swallow up your happiness." Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips.
Although he was not at the scene, judging from the information disclosed by Mr. Liang, this is probably what happened.
After all, Brother Zhang is the leader of the 300,000-strong Beimang Army. This is a twist and turn, but it comes out as soon as he pats his head.
Guo Zhengzhong could even guess what reason he was looking for.
Oh, this damn big picture view.
Han Jiangxue paused for a moment, then raised her red lips and said, "Guo Zhengzhong is crazy about money? He even dares to take Junsheng's idea? And he joins forces with Lu Taisui?"
"They also invited you to a banquet tonight. It's probably a Hongmen banquet, the kind that won't let you go until a layer of your skin is torn off." Brother Zhang stood up to refill the tea and said calmly. "The news has been spread, you go
Come on, I have to take a nap. Alas, I don’t know what’s going on these days, my waist is always sore, I’m quite restrained.”
Han Jiangxue glared at the pretentious Zhang Ruoyu. She just raised her butt and was about to stand up, then sat down again and asked, "Do you have any plans for the evening?"
Just as she finished asking, Brother Zhang's cell phone rang.
Zhang Ruoyu opened WeChat and took a look, there were three new messages.
"Brother Zhang, are you free tonight? See you at Mona Lisa." It was from Han Shixiao.
"Brother Zhang, there will be a banquet at my house tonight. The atmosphere of the banquet will be a wine pool and meat forest. See you there at eight o'clock in the evening." It was sent by Tang Sihai.
"Brother Zhang, I pushed Mr. Guo's game. Brother Sihai will set up a game tonight. We won't go home until we get drunk." It was Liang Daishan who sent it.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't say anything. He threw the phone to Mr. Han and said, "You can see for yourself whether I have any plans for tonight."
After reading WeChat, Mr. Han deleted these three bastards on the spot. His pretty face turned pale with anger and his whole body trembled.
"People have bullied me, and you still want to go drink wine?" Han Jiangxue said angrily with a tight face.
"Not only do I want to drink, but I also have to take photos as souvenirs. If I accidentally post them to the family group you invited me to join, I will confirm my image as a scumbag." Zhang Ruoyu said in a voice. "Mr. Han, this is the only thing I can think of.
There is a solution. Please cooperate and don’t hold me back anymore!”
A gloomy look flashed across Han Jiangxue's eyes, and she curled her lips and said, "I know, you are so annoying. I will definitely scold you bloody in the group later!"
Then he slammed the door and left.
As soon as Mr. Han left, Yuan slipped in with his hind legs.
"She's pretty good." Yuan glanced at Zhang Ruoyu, who was distracted with a cigarette in his mouth, and frowned. "Why are you disgusting her?"
"It's none of your business." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke and said calmly. "Keep an eye on her, Binhai may be uneasy recently."
"Are you worried about Guo Zhengzhong or Lu Taisui?" Yuan noticed that Zhang Ruoyu had a violent aura on his body, and his heart suddenly sank, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
"Am I worried about these rotten fish and shrimps?" Zhang Ruoyu flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and anger flashed in his dark eyes. "You should check as soon as possible what other dangers she may face, and I will help her deal with them."
Yuan took a deep breath of cold air.
She vaguely felt that something had happened to Zhang Ruoyu.
It's not about Mr. Han, but himself.
"Are you willing to leave?" Yuan Shenning asked without warning after a while. "I see that you are very happy these days."
Zhang Ruoyu frowned and said calmly: "That proves that I'm pretending well."
"Who would like a tsundere who pretends to be aloof all day long?"
"Who would like a silly Baitian who always shows off her affection?"
"You don't know me yet? I usually keep a low profile as a man, but what about her? She wants to advertise for me every day, so that the whole world knows that I am her husband!"
"I'm almost bored to death with her!"
Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette and saw that Yuan was still stuck in the office and refused to leave. He couldn't help but glared at her: "Why are you still stuck there? You have also been infected by her stupidity? You have been absent-minded and stupid all day long. How can you be like the world here?
The third-ranked super killer? If you continue to degenerate like this, you won’t even be able to enter the top 100!"
Yuan's heart trembled, her body suddenly straightened up, and she stared directly at Zhang Ruoyu: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to her."
"Don't worry about it!" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Yuan. "Remember, I saved your life. Without my approval, live a good life!"
The corners of Yuan's lips are upturned, looking cool and slightly amorous.
"Why are you so arrogant!?"
Zhang Ruoyu picked up his slippers and threw them at Yuan. This girl had recently learned all Mr. Han's bad habits and was always snickering.
"That's right, please don't worry about me."
Yuan avoided the slippers and walked away with an arrogant expression.
