Shen Yunchao felt agitated after being called home urgently by the old man.
"Grandpa, what happened?"
After being kicked out of Junsheng Group, he contacted several project partners and prepared to put pressure on Han Jiangxue.
Don't give me face?
Then don’t be so fucking shameless!
"Have the passes been given out?"
Mr. Shen is wearing a straight Chinese tunic suit. Although he is old, he is full of energy.
Chen Yun muttered at the corners of his lips, unable to speak.
The old man spent a lot of favors to get this pass, which is very popular throughout Binhai.
As a result, Shen Yunchao forced it in and didn't even get it out...
He was afraid that grandpa would be disappointed, and even more afraid that grandpa would be angry and call him a waste.
"Are you deaf?"
Seeing that his grandson was coy and silent, the old man became a little anxious: "Did you give it to Han Jiangxue?"
"N-no."
Shen Yunchao was frightened by the old man, so he confessed and was lenient.
He was about to quibble about why he didn't send it out, but the old man spread his hands and said: "Give me the ticket."
"Ah?" Shen Yunzhao was anxious and explained. "Grandpa, it's not that I don't want to send it, it's that I haven't made time yet. Please give me another chance..."
It's over.
The old man must have felt that he had been chasing Han Jiangxue for so long without making any progress, and he had completely lost his patience.
"Where did you come from with so much nonsense? Where are the tickets? Take them out!" Although the old man's tone was serious, he obviously lost his impatience.
When Shen Yunchao saw this, he could only take out the pass out of frustration and return it to his grandfather tremblingly.
"Grandpa, I——"
"Luckily you didn't give it away!" Mr. Shen folded the ticket and put it in his pocket. "Otherwise, I would have suffered too!"
When Shen Yunchao heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
What does it mean that I'm lucky I haven't given it away yet?
What, you damn old man, are you afraid that I won’t be able to win Han Jiangxue even if I give you the ticket, thus wasting your resources?
"Who are you showing such a stinky face to?" The old man glared at his grandson, without asking him to play riddles with him, and grunted. "I just got informed that Beimang's dissatisfied tolls have flowed into the market and been priced at sky-high prices."
"They also said that this was a smear and insult to General Zhang Xiangbei."
"Beimang was so angry that he canceled all the previously issued passes and decided to redo them."
After hearing this, Shen Yunchao broke into a cold sweat.
He finally understood why grandpa would say that he was lucky not to give it away. If he really had to give it away, what would Han Jiangxue think of the Shen family?
How will I behave in the future?
In a daze, he remembered Zhang Ruoyu's oath that the pass was fake.
Have you ever opened your fucking mouth?
"Grandpa, then ask someone for two more, and I will bring them to Han Jiangxue in a moment." Shen Yunchao calmed down.
Didn’t the guy named Han say he had a ticket before?
Is it invalid now?
Getting this vote doesn’t depend on your net worth, it depends on your connections!
Beimang is all angry because the passes are on the market. No matter how rich you are, you won't be able to get the tickets. I, Shen Yunchao, have to do it myself!
"I've already taken care of everything before you come back and I'm in the process of doing it."
The old man glanced at his watch and said calmly: "Look at the time, there should be news soon."
Shen Yunchao sat down with comfort, but found that his back was wet.
The old man was frightened to death just now, but now it seems that there is another bright future.
Mr. Han, your vote will be invalidated later. Do you still dare to show off to me and pretend to be aloof?
A few minutes later, the old man answered the phone, but with a frown on his face, he hung up the phone with an annoyed look on his face after a few responses.
Bang!
Patting his phone on the table, Mr. Shen said angrily: "A bunch of heartless white-eyed wolves!"
When Shen Yunchao saw this, he hurriedly asked: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"Those bastards are playing football there, and no one is willing to give an accurate answer!" Although Mr. Shen was angry, his mind did not stop.
Which big shot have you offended recently?
Otherwise, those bastards wouldn't be able to push back and forth.
After thinking about it, the old man's head almost exploded and he couldn't think of a reason.
You didn't offend anyone. You did your duty after you retreated. You didn't even leave the house very often. Who would deliberately mess with you?
He glanced at Shen Yunchao from the corner of his eye and shook his head without thinking much.
How can this grandson offend a big shot who has no chance to offend him?
There will be no chance in the next life!
"You go to work first, and I will come back to you when you get the letter." Mr. Shen lit a cigarette and frowned.
"Remember what I said, if you can take down Han Jiangxue, the Shen family is yours to make the decision."
"Thank you grandpa, I will never let you down!"
Shen Yunzhao issued a military order.
Ding ding.
The cell phone on the table rang again.
Shen Yunchao's eyebrows were filled with joy, and the old man's expression became much calmer, and he even waited for a few seconds before answering in a pretentious manner.
How dare you, a bunch of little bastards, deny face to your old leader?
But throughout the process of answering the phone, the old man went from sitting upright to restless.
In the end, he stood up and yelled: "A bunch of sons of bitches!"
He smashed his cell phone with a loud bang.
Chen Yunchao's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.
He has never seen grandpa get so angry...
"Grandpa, what's wrong..."
"These grandsons!" the old man scolded his mother.
"Before, I was still pushing back and forth. It seemed like I took the ticket and turned around to exchange money to buy a coffin!"
"It's better now. Tell me directly that the Beimang Army has issued a death order. The votes can be given to anyone, but not to the person named Shen!"
Shen Yunchao was dumbfounded: "Why can't it be given to someone named Shen?"
"Those bastards said that Bei Mang just made a fortune telling that his mother's surname is Shen and Zhang Xiangbei are in conflict with each other!"
"I'm afraid that if the person named Shen goes there, it will ruin the feng shui of the cemetery!"
Grass!
Shen Yunchao almost burst a blood vessel.
Is there anyone so fucking bullying?
After being furious for a while, the old man sat down feeling a little dizzy.
After calming down, my heart was filled with guilt and self-blame for my grandson...
It's my own fault.
Either the enemy from his early years has risen and is deliberately disgusting himself, or he has offended a big shot recently without knowing it.
Otherwise, Beimang would name him by name and make him feel disgusted?
But who the hell is it? Why don’t you have any impression at all?
Do you really have Alzheimer's disease?
"Yun Chao, this pass is useless. But don't worry, grandpa will definitely support you in pursuing Han Jiangxue."
The old man breathed out turbid breath and felt strange in his heart.
It would be difficult for this useless grandson to pursue the daughter of the Han family.
As a result, I can't even get a pass now.
The old man could only support his grandson mentally: "Come on, grandpa is optimistic about you!"
Seeing that such a proud grandpa was being wronged for his own affairs, Shen Yunchao's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and said: "Grandpa, don't worry, I can't take down Han Jiangxue, I'll come see you with my head raised!"
Before turning around and walking away, he stamped his feet and gave a military salute.
His face is filled with the tragic feeling of failure or success.
