The anxious Han Baihang finally heard the good news and hurriedly said: "Take me quickly, I want to see him right away."
Under the leadership of Xiao Bing, Han Baihang hurried downstairs and saw Yang Zhenhua sitting in the hall, looking around.
"Brother Yang, you are finally back, have you seen Mrs. Zhang?" Han Baihang asked impatiently.
Yang Zhenhua suddenly turned around, with a smile on his face, and said proudly: "This time I was very tired. You don't know. I haven't had a good night's sleep in two days."
Seeing Yang Zhenhua hesitate to speak, Han Baihang wanted to slap him in the face to see if he could still smile.
After all, this million-plus ocean is equivalent to a pie falling from the sky for Yang Zhenhua. If you can get the best, there is no regret if you don't get it, so naturally you don't care much about it.
Han Baihang is different. This million-plus ocean is his lifeblood. Whether he has the strength to protect himself in troubled times all depends on this ocean.
So when I saw Yang Zhenhua hesitating and complaining, I naturally knew what he was thinking. Han Baihang hurriedly took out a small yellow croaker from his arms, secretly stuffed it into Yang Zhenhua's arms, and said politely: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Yang, take a little money."
Drink tea. After everything is done, thank you very much."
Yang Zhenhua secretly weighed the gold bars in his sleeves, his eyes glowed with satisfaction, his smile became more cordial, and he spoke much crisper.
"This time I worked hard and finally helped you contact Mrs. Zhang."
Han Baihang was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "What does Mr. Zhang say? Is he willing to help?"
Yang Zhenhua showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although I didn't see Mr. Zhang this time, I have a way to let you see him."
Isn't this nonsense? What does it mean that I haven't seen Mrs. Zhang, but I can still see Mrs. Zhang? Even if I look at him from a distance, I can still see him.
When Han Baihang heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold tone: "Brother Zhenhua, this is no joke. Although I, Han, don't hang around in Shanghai, don't treat me like a stick."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and the soldier behind Han Baihang also touched his waist. Now that he had spent a lot of money, he only got a meeting, and everyone was a little angry.
What's more, Han Baihang was defeated twice by Huang Jinrong. He was even more angry and looked at Yang Zhenhua with an unkind look, showing a strong tendency to take action if he disagreed.
Yang Zhenhua also seemed to feel that what he was doing was a bit inappropriate, and he quickly patted Han Baihang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Han, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Han Baihang pushed away Yang Zhenhua's hand, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at him coldly. Yang Zhenhua awkwardly retracted his hand in the air and said with a smile: "It's Mrs. Zhang's birthday in two days, I'll give it to you
After getting an invitation, you can present a gift in the name of birthday celebrations and you will naturally be able to strike up a conversation with Mr. Zhang."
As he spoke, Yang Zhenhua took out a gilded invitation from his arms and handed it to Han Baihang. Han Baihang took the invitation and looked at Yang Zhenhua with a sneer.
Two small yellow croakers were exchanged for such an invitation, which was a huge loss. Yang Zhenhua felt a little embarrassed when Han Baihang stared at him, so he handed over his hands and said: "The rest will be left to you, Captain Han. I believe you will be able to handle it properly.
I still have something to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”
After saying that, Yang Zhenhua trotted away and left the hotel. As soon as Yang Zhenhua left, Han Baihang's soldiers came up to him and said through gritted teeth: "Company Commander, do you want us to teach this idiot a lesson?"
Han Baihang waved his hand, stuffed the invitation into his arms and said: "No need, he is a local gangster in Shanghai, and breaking up with him will not do us any good. Besides, it's not like he didn't accomplish anything, at least he gave us something.
An opportunity. You two go prepare the car and we will rush to Nantong overnight."
After the instructions were completed, Han Baihang returned to his room. Wang Qiming asked eagerly: "How is it? Is Mrs. Zhang willing to come forward?"
Han Baihang sighed and told Wang Qiming what happened. Wang Qiming angrily slapped the corner of the bed and cursed: "The Hong Gang is getting better and better, so how can they do things like this?"
Han Baihang sighed: "People have to lower their heads under the eaves. I plan to rush to Nantong overnight to try to persuade Zhang Renkui. But..."
Han Baihang fell silent in the middle of the sentence. Wang Qiming looked at his worried look, frowned and said, "Are you worried that Huang Huangrong will sell all the goods at this time?"
Han Baihang rubbed his sore forehead and said distressedly: "This will take three or four days at least. Even if Zhang Renkui is persuaded by then, I'm afraid it will be all in vain."
Wang Qiming pondered: "This is a problem. Recently, I heard from my brothers that there is suddenly a lot of unidentified smoke and soil on the market, and the price is very low. It seems that Huang Huangrong is selling your goods."
Han Baihang's headache became more and more severe, but within a few days, there were a few more wrinkles on his forehead, and even one or two gray hairs appeared on his temples.
"If we can't get this horse back, I'm afraid my brothers will have to go into battle with their swords to kill the enemy."
"Brother, don't be anxious. Just go to Nantong. I'll find a way here in Shanghai to make sure that this batch of goods falls into Huang Huangrong's hands." Wang Qiming clenched his fists and waved them vigorously in the air, looking like he was dead.
appearance.
Han Baihang thought of his tragic situation. The last time he was just a warning, if Wang Qiming got involved again, he might go to the Huangpu River to salvage Wang Qiming's body.
Han Baihang said with lingering fear: "Brother Qiming, don't worry about this matter. This batch of goods is huge. I don't think Huang Huangrong can handle it in a while. At worst, I will pay for it myself, but I can't let you be in danger."
territory."
Wang Qiming snorted angrily and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter. I have my own discretion."
Han Baihang knew that even if he promised him verbally, Wang Qiming would still do it after he left. He could only sigh helplessly and said in a solemn tone: "No matter what, brother Qiming, remember what your brother said, money is always more important than life.
, the green hills are still there, so you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood.”
Wang Qiming nodded and said: "I understand, you don't have to worry about me, you should think carefully about how to persuade Mrs. Zhang."
Han Baihang wanted to say a few more words, but the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Company Commander, the car is ready and ready to go at any time."
Wang Qiming patted his hand and said, "Time is tight, go ahead and leave this to me."
Han Baihang nodded silently, walked out the door, got in the car and drove towards Nantong.
