"Old Zhang?"
Huang Wenju never understood what was happening.
He looked confused and wanted to persuade Zhang Huashan.
Zhang Huashan had used up his WeChat credit limit, so he followed Lan Yinuo with a pale face to a nearby bank to transfer money.
"Don't worry. If he doesn't have enough cash, we can help him sell the factory."
Song Jinshu reminded slowly from behind.
Lan Yinuo nodded immediately. "That's right. Kele said that the construction funds for the factory still came from Junjun's father. If it's not enough, I can just ask a lawyer to draft a transfer contract and send it over."
Zhang Huashan: “…”
When Zhang Huashan heard this, he didn't bother to delay and immediately sped up and rushed to the bank.
He was afraid that if he was three seconds slower, even the only remaining factory would not be his.
[Hahaha, look at him, does he look like he's being chased by a dog?]
[Nonsense! This is a vivid interpretation of what it means to flee in panic!]
Netizens felt relieved after watching this and started to laugh at the incident.
At this moment, Song Jinshu also received feedback on the merits of Zhang Junjun's parents.
He looked at Manager Huang with a smile.
"Since we're here, Mr. Huang, why don't we discuss the demolition compensation for Junjun's family?"
Huang Wenjuan was not as calm as before.
"hehe."
He poured himself a cup of tea and forced himself to cheer up.
"Little girl, did you remember it wrongly?"
"Haven't you already taken the demolition compensation from Zhang Huashan?"
Song Jinshu didn't say anything either, just sneered faintly.
There was a noise and a commotion coming from downstairs.
A subordinate came up and reported:
"Boss, this is bad! For some reason, those villagers surrounded the mahjong parlor!"
General Manager Huang's expression finally changed.
"Oh, great!"
Huang Wenju looked at Song Jinshu, then glanced at the place where Zhang Huashan had been before, and said viciously, "After all this time, you guys are setting a trap for me!"
Song Jinshu remained silent.
The subordinate who was crawling on the ground had already spoken for Song Jinshu.
"No, it's not, Mr. Huang."
"Mr. Zhang just came out of the bank and was beaten before he even walked downstairs."
"I think his head is broken."
"The arm is broken too."
"It should be...it should not be fake."
Huang Wenju's fingers trembled, and the tea suddenly scalded his hand.
He finally couldn't pretend anymore.
"how so?"
He was also a little scared.
"Can we still run now?"
He asked this to his subordinates behind him.
The subordinate shook his head.
"The owner of the mahjong parlor also heard about this. After discussing it with the villagers, they locked the back door."
"Otherwise, the villagers would have come to fight long ago."
Huang Wenju stood up and looked out the window. Sure enough, he saw the proprietress holding a stick and sitting at the back door with several villagers.
"These stinking dirtbags!"
Huang Wenju couldn't help but curse.
He turned around and looked at Song Jinshu again.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't open my mouth.
He took out his cell phone, sneered, and began to call a leader of a local department without any hesitation.
"Hello, Lao Zhao, I'm Wen Ju."
"How was that bottle of wine last time? Did it taste good?"
"Haha, as long as you like it..."
"Look, I have a project. It was going well, but just now..."
This time, Song Jinshu did not deliberately listen to the other party's conversation.
The more Huang Wenju spoke, the more confident he felt.
After a while.
The little girl named "Cola is very happy today" actually came up with an angry young man.
"Secretary Liu!"
When Huang Wenju saw the person coming, a smile flashed across his face, but he didn't get off the stool at all. He even started to sip his tea slowly again.
"If you tell those country folk down there to leave now, you might still be able to save your hat."
"You ate a few peanuts and you're so drunk?"
Secretary Liu hasn't spoken yet.
[Cola is very happy today] walked around him and rolled his eyes.
She brought Secretary Liu and walked up to Song Jinshu.
"master!"
Secretary Liu immediately said, "Someone just called me and threatened me, saying that they have someone above them, and if I don't suppress this matter today, they will just let me go."
[Cola is very happy today] immediately added, "Grassroots cadres nowadays get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs. Does he really think we care?"
"What's more, there are people above us!"
Having said that, [Cola is very happy today] immediately took out his cell phone and turned on the speakerphone.
The people inside are surprisingly loyal. They haven't died even after this.
When Song Jinshu answered the phone, he immediately said arrogantly, "I've checked, there's no leader named Song in our city. Impersonating a public official is illegal..."
"If you had any sense..."
Song Jinshu would never indulge him.
Just as [Cola is very happy today] was speaking, she already understood what was going on and called Yan Mosheng again.
At this moment, the hands-free function is also turned on.
"Hello!"
Yan Mosheng's voice was cold and powerful.
"I'm Yan Mosheng."
"I am currently leading a team to help the Anti-Corruption Office in your provincial department to track down a sum of stolen money."
"Your name is on the payee list. Please come upstairs right now."
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