Chapter 558 Bangzi and Sweet Dates
December 31st.
At four thirty-five in the morning, after washing, Tong Defeng poured a cup of hot tea and Secretary Song whispered.
“The day before yesterday, Chen Qiang knelt down to Baitao in Binxian County, begging Baitao to help him make the concert go smoothly. According to rumors, Chen Qiang’s guaranteed concert will earn Binxian 300 to 400 million yuan. About, is it this high?"
Tong Defeng pushed up his glasses and said with a smile.
"Almost, artists go there for nothing. Let's not talk about the income from the concerts. There are restaurants, snacks, hotels, specialties, etc. in the surrounding area. Not to mention the concerts, if there are 30,000 people, how much does a cup of milk tea cost for the artists? ? Six hundred thousand! The accommodation for 30,000 people is equivalent to 10,000 rooms, which is more than 3 million, and how can it be 100? "< br>
Secretary Song whispered.
"Is this considered forced buying and selling by Chen Qiang? These artists won't resist?"
"Oh, resist! The resistance is all done by Chen Qiang. Chen Qiang's father is Chen Zhan. But Chen Lei’s father is Chen Jinye. Chen Lei is still lying in the hospital and cannot come out. After Chen Qiang goes there, can these artists withstand Chen Lei’s revenge? ? This kid can’t even be considered a human being. He is inhumane. What artists are afraid of now is not Chen Zhan and Chen Qiang, but the inhuman thing Chen Lei. Even if there were no such people as Chen Lei, Li Dongsheng, Sun Mingyue, and Liu Guangming, they would not be these artists. "I can bear it."
Secretary Song whispered, and Tong Defeng said again.
"Also, Han Qian, Liu Shengge, and Lin Zongheng all regard Chen Qiang as their enemy. If your enemy is defeated by an actor, can you tolerate it? They are all proud people. Is this Chen Qiang's confidence? Then there is him Ah, the background of Chen Qiang or Chen Lei is different from that of Liu Shengge and Lin Zongheng. Chen Qiang's background would not have any interest in money. In the end, all the money was donated to Bin County for construction, even if the artist reported him , what can happen to him? It's just a few words of education, but if these artists are held accountable in turn, it will not be a small problem. Don't underestimate Chen Qiang, he is the weakest, but he also has the most ways to save his life. "
"Then kneel down for Baitao..."
"I said it was a life-saving measure. Chen Qiang held a concert, let the artists work for nothing, donated the money they earned, and then gave Baitao knelt down, what kind of character is this?"
Secretary Song rolled his eyes.
"It's a bit of a headache. Several people in Binhai didn't seem to care about their appearance. Han Qian and Lin Zongheng got into a fight on the road, and the car windows were smashed."
Tong Defeng laughed.
"Normally, they all want to kill each other. They are all under control now. I will deal with whoever shows up first. I will prepare to go to Bin County. I estimate that Feng Lun will appear in Bin County today. "
Secretary Song whispered.
"Let's go, the matter here."
"Sun Zhengmin will take care of it, Xiao Song! You will also go up in the future, I tell you, don't ask for anything The rights are all in your own hands. If you give some rights and trust to the other party appropriately, he will treat you like a biological father. You have to give him sticks and sweet dates together. Let’s go and live with the children in Binhai! A solar year.”
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Zongheng Group, Lin Zongheng ran from the first floor to the top floor.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
Hua Guifei, Tang Li, Niu Xiaohua.
Aftershock, Yang Jianfeng.
Li Guangxi and Li Guangbi looked at Lin Zongheng with their bald heads, and they were used to looking at each other.
When I was in a foreign country, every time the New Year was approaching, the young master would become like this.
Because I have no relatives.
After running around for two times, Lin Zongheng suddenly rushed into the office, hugged Concubine Hua and gave her a mouthful to the forehead, then picked up Niu Xiaohua and spun around in the office.
“Okay~ You are all on leave!”
Concubine Hua's cigarette holder smiled.
"Zongheng, how about going to the capital to celebrate the New Year?"
Lin Zongheng stiffened, then smiled.
"It's not good. I have a problem with my life. Elder Ke~ I'll just stay in the seaside. You can just go and play with yourself. I'll take a nap by myself. It's the Gregorian New Year, Little New Year, The New Year is over."
Li Guangbi said with a smile.
"Master, the three of us will celebrate the New Year together this year~I am a good cook."
Lin Zongheng thought of the turkey from the year before last that had no ashes left, and then took out two pieces of chicken from his pocket One hundred dollars.
"You two go and find a prostitute~"
Hua Guifei said with a smile.
"Then I won't go back to the capital during the Chinese New Year. When you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog. Xiaohua is in Binhai, and Baitao is also there. It's very lively just by the two of them."
Yuzhen laughed.
“I’m coming too!”
Yang Jianfeng nodded seriously.
"Let me just count it as a person, after all, we are a family now."
Lin Zongheng smiled, smiling like a child, and said with a smile.
"I can really cook now, just wait!"
Niu Xiaohua was the first to speak.
“Brother Zongheng, I’m going back to play games.”
“Xiaohua, wait for me, my sister-in-law will go with you~”
“Madam, wait for us both~ ”
Lin Zongheng stood in the office with a silly smile.
I really didn’t think there was any meaning in celebrating the New Year before, and I didn’t understand why we celebrated the New Year. =
It wasn’t until his mother left, his father left, and all his relatives severed ties with him that he understood
that the Chinese New Year was about reunion.
It is a day to accompany parents and a day for family reunion.
While he was giggling, his cell phone rang. Lin Zongheng looked at the phone number, curled his lips and answered the call.
"Fang, I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to beat the dog." "Oh, bye!"
Han Qian hung up the phone, and Lin Zongheng turned his head and looked at Outside the window, he took a deep breath and sent Han Qian a text message.
【Is something wrong? 】
[It’s okay, I don’t want to talk anymore. 】
【You say it. 】
【It’s really okay. 】
【Speak quickly. 】
【Happy New Year. 】
Lin Zongheng was confused. He scratched his head and felt something was wrong. When he called Han Qian again, his number was blocked. This made Lin Zongheng feel even more strange. After hesitating for a while, he called Liu Shengge.
Liu Shengge answered the phone and frowned.
“Is it a shame?”
Lin Zongheng nodded.
"A bit, look what Han Qian is doing? I'm surprised that he took the initiative to call me."
Liu Shengge frowned.
“Call me daddy!”
“Dad!”
“Good son, daddy doesn’t care!”
Lin Zongheng was not angry and smiled.
"Okay, I originally wanted to take you with me, but if you don't want to go, then Han Qian and I will go."
Liu Shengge spoke hurriedly.
“Wait a minute, where are you going?”
“Why should I tell you? I’ll dig up your wife’s tombstone, okay? I’ll be a tomb robber, okay? Go away, silly son. "
An hour later, Han Qian looked at the two guys standing on the left and right, and Han Qian squinted at Liu Shengge.
"You didn't return to the capital?"
Liu Shengge shrugged.
"I'll be back after Christmas."
Han Qian looked at Lin Zongheng again.
“Why don’t you go to your father’s grave?”
Lin Zongheng pointed at Liu Shengge and said.
“He did it for me and inserted three popcorns.”
Han Qian looked at the two guys and frowned.
"So, what are you two looking for me for? It's okay for me to look for you, you bastard. I just wanted to say that it's New Year and you don't miss your father?"
Lin Zongheng nodded.
"Hmm~ It's all the same. Don't you miss A Da and Zheng Jing?"
Han Qian took a deep breath and rolled up his sleeves. Lin Zongheng took a step back and raised his hands, saying seriously.
"Han Qian, break one of Liu Shengge's legs for me, and I will kill Niu Xiaohua for you."
Han Qian frowned.
"Should I hit your mother? I'm unreasonable and I'm disgusting. You can do it, but you're disgusting and I can't. I don't understand, bastard. What hatred does Ah Da and Ah Er have against you!"
Lin Zongheng curled his lips and said.
"What kind of hatred? Are you cerebral palsy? My father was killed by Qian Ling. I didn't kill Qian Wan to give you Han Qian face."
Liu Shengge said coldly.
"There is no chance, right? Han Qian, didn't you push Dongyang through for Qian Wan's safety?"
Han Qian nodded.
"Yes! But I didn't expect this bastard to know that his father was killed by my aunt. So, we two bastards have a bit of a blood feud. The revenge for taking my wife? The favor of killing my father?"
Lin Zongheng The corner of his mouth twitched in anger, he turned around, opened the trunk and took out a heating pipe. Han Qian chuckled, gently swung a stick and nestled it in his hand.
The moment when the heating pipe and the stick smashed together.
A black red flag stopped next to the three people.
The car window slowly fell, Tong Defeng said calmly.
"Are you fighting?",
There is another one that I haven't finished writing yet.
(End of this chapter)