Chapter 1279: Can I hang myself?
Glory was listed and delisted within a week.
The sudden move silenced everyone. If we want to sum it up, it is that Han Qian used the listing to defraud Lu Zhi of hundreds of millions of funds, and also tricked both Liu Shengge and Lin Zongheng. Now Lin Zongheng is struggling with whether he should go public or not. He has already worked halfway, should he give up?
Will Han Qian and Liu Shengge make a hostile takeover of Changxiang after the listing? Will Han Qian do this again, or is Han Qian tempting himself to go public?
Lin Zongheng felt that his head hurt a little. Just as he was sitting in the office, grabbing his hair and thinking about how to deal with Han Qian, there was a knock on the office door, and Lin Zongheng shouted.
"Come in!"
The door was pushed open, and when he saw the figure walking in, Lin Zongheng stood up and smiled.
"Master Lu, long time no see! Since you left, I have been thinking about you every day!"
Lu Ting walked in and sat on the sofa. Lu Ting walked out of the mountain. Ting's body lacked the scholarly atmosphere before. Maybe he had been with the old man for a long time, and he also had a bit of gangster energy. Lu Ting sat on the sofa and looked at Lin Zongheng and sneered.
"That's right! You have to miss me! Mr. Lin, you didn't succeed in killing me twice. I don't know if you are a loser or if I am lucky?"
Lin Zongheng laughed.
"Naturally, lucky people have their own destiny. Lu Shaoneng was born in a wealthy family. This is a dream that many people dare not dream of. It's just a pity that Uncle Lu's body is ill! What a pity."
Lu Ting sneered.
“Don’t worry, I’ve dealt with you enough.”
Lin Zongheng smiled.
"Are you a father to a thief? Sure enough, I can't imagine a life with money and power! But I'm standing in front of you now, what can you do to me?"
Lu Ting stood up and walked to Lin Zongheng's door In front of him, he stretched out his hand and poked Lin Zongheng's shoulder.
"Me? I won't do anything to you! But what a coincidence, my position transfer happens to be in line with you business trash, Lin Zongheng! Be careful!"
“So you came here to say harsh words?”
Lin Zongheng still didn’t take Lu Ting seriously. Lu Ting chuckled and turned around to leave.
Lin Zongheng curled his lips and said disdainfully.
“One second-generation trash.”
As a result, less than half an hour after Lu Ting walked away, people from the Beijing Industrial and Commercial Office arrived at Huacheng Group. Lin Zongheng looked at the law enforcement officers After going through various examinations with a gloomy face, another half hour passed before Concubine Hua called me.
"Zongheng, there's a call from the supervisor! I asked Baitao just now, it's Lu Ting who is causing trouble inside."
Lin Zongheng hummed and was silent for a while. vocal channel.
"I will handle these things. We will go and complete the divorce procedures later. I will leave the house and leave the Huacheng Group to you to keep you and your son! I will go back to Binhai and fight them hard. They are targeting me, not Huacheng Group."
Hua Guifei hesitated for a few seconds and whispered.
"What if Huacheng doesn't want it anymore?"
"Don't be like throwing coins, it doesn't matter whether I die or not! Hua Guifei, you have to remember one thing, I have lost my mother since I was a child. , I will not let my son have no mother, nor will I let my son suffer. If I lose, I will lose. When my son grows up, he can kill that Han Jiayi, and he will go soon!”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zongheng wondered if this was still related to Han Qian. Is his listing a temptation to himself? Is he actually targeting the already listed Huacheng Group?
My mind is a little confused.
Lin Zongheng didn't want to get divorced in his heart. Liu Shengge was a widow, and Han Qian was divorced and had a very unscrupulous private life. He really didn't want to be like these two grandsons.
When he was struggling repeatedly, the bank supervisor called, and Lin Zongheng knew that he could not delay it any longer.
At this time, Han Qian was also in the capital, sitting in Fu Dong's office. The two of them looked at a game of Go on the table, and Fu Dong threw a chess piece.
“I won’t lose even if I play with you with my eyes closed.”
Han Qian raised his head and looked at Fu Dong.
"Do you believe that I won't play even if I smash the chessboard? You transferred Lu Ting's position? Is it considered a promotion?"
Fu Dong said with a smile.
"On the surface, Gaosheng is a businessman in the capital, but he only has some rights here in the capital. The main reason is that I don't want him to interfere with your Binhai affairs. If I don't move his position, your listing and delisting will be special. Trouble! Uncle Fu Dong, I am sincere to you! So tell me why they came to Binhai a few days ago!"
As he said this, That changed, Han Qian put down a chess piece and said with a smile.
"Chen Zhan is worried that you will settle the score with him. Of course Lao Bai won't be reconciled. Originally, he had the best chance of getting promoted. He just went to join in the fun and didn't want to see others good! Don't you know how petty my father Gu is?"
< br>Fu Dong narrowed his eyes and smiled. "So?"
Han Qian pointed at the chessboard and looked at Fu Dong.
“Thirsty.”
Fu Dong frowned and asked.
“You want me to pour water?”
Han Qian smiled.
"I have a weird temper. I don't like to talk when I'm thirsty or hungry, and I get particularly irritable. We must be harmonious and friendly. And if you send any more messages to Yang Lan, I'll dig it out for Li Shaoqi." Hang the glory flag on the pole."
Fu Dong went to pour water, Han Qian said again.
"I want something hot. You have so many good teas over there. How about you give me some?"
Fu Dong curled his lips.
"What taste can you taste? How do you know that I sent a message to Yang Lan? Did Yang Lan tell you?"
"We happened to be having dinner together, what did you say about me? Why don’t you know? Can you please stop being so greasy? You called me Xiao Lanlan too?”
Fu Dong came over with a teapot and said with a smile.
"Will you teach me?"
"I will take you to a bar at night. Chen Zhan, Fangxiong and the others are afraid that you will settle accounts later. Even if they don't go to Binhai, I have to come to the capital to find them. I have to let them recommend you. Support You, only in this way can you have a chance. The same is true for my father Gu, but Lao Bai doesn’t need to pay attention to him. I don't have the qualifications. I have to get my father Gu and Fang Xiong to support you, and they have to be willing to do so, so tell me a little bit about what you have, and I will give them half, so they can protect themselves. I won't worry about you being a threat to them."
Fu Dong sneered.
"Didn't you already tell them? Han Qian, do you really think I'm stupid? If you don't give them reassurance, can they come back from Binhai obediently? Don't treat everyone as a fool. But I don’t mind.”
Han Qian chuckled.
"You won't have any losses in the first place. As long as you don't deal with us in turn, you won't have any trouble! Fu Dong, let me tell you, does Yang Caihuan's death have a special relationship with Li Shaoqi?"
Fu Dong stretched out a finger and Han Qian raised his eyebrows.
“Ten percent?”
Fu Dong shook his head.
"Ninety percent! I won't tell you the details of this matter, and I can't say it out loud! I have a big reason for Shaoqi's death. I was too spoiled to him."
"Master Billion, it's awesome to think about it, but in the end he died under random gunfire. We were hiding behind the table. Both of us could have survived, but he didn't believe me and insisted on rushing out, so he was shot randomly. Damn it, I can only tell you this much. The capital city is waiting for Lin Zongheng’s Huacheng Group to be dealt with. If he takes him back to Binhai, I will no longer interfere with anything in the capital. I will gradually hand over all the business in the Magic City to Wan Fang. I will compress everything outside back to Binhai."
Fu Dong stood up with a smile, walked to the desk, took out a document and placed it in front of Han Qian, smiling.
“A prophet of uncertainty?”
Han Qian pouted.
“How many messages about me are there?”
"It's all yours!"
"I know, someone wants me to be famous. It's like Feng Lun and I are just like the princesses. I can't explain it at all! Who? I don’t believe that I have a bad relationship with Feng Lun! Everything I have is given to me by Feng Lun!”
“It’s not your brain.”,
“Go! Damn you! Send me a message again, Sister Yang, I..."
"What are you doing?"
"Can I hang myself in your office? Let's go, go home! Go back to my hometown! Don't disturb me during this period! You will get the support of many people after the year. Farewell! See you there! Never again!"
"I'm going to send a text message to Yang Lan!"
Han Qian turned around and sat on the ground, hugging Fu Dong's legs and whined.
"I beg you, can you be a human being? I don't want to die yet."
(End of this chapter)