Rise to the top - In dire straits

While Dou Yifan and Li Muyun were celebrating their success in bed, Lin Haoran, the current helmsman of Lin's Real Estate and general manager of Lin's Real Estate, was in dire straits. At around nine o'clock in the night, Lin Haoran was still staying at the general manager of Hongguang Electronics headquarters.

In the manager's office, this was purely a matter of the sun rising from the west. However, after Ou Yaoguo, Secretary of the Zhouning Municipal Party Committee, gave a televised speech about this matter, Lin Haoran felt that the matter of the sun rising from the west had already happened.

After emptying out two packs of Great China in the office, Lin Haoran struggled to call Liu Dezhi, but Liu Dezhi didn't answer. He struggled to find Liu Dezhi's home phone number, and Liu Dezhi's wife answered the phone and said Liu Dezhi hadn't come home yet.

After all, Lin Haoran was not Wen Xiaolong or Dou Yifan. He had not thought of the fact that the secretary was specifically responsible for answering calls from leaders, so he did not know that calls looking for the mayor's secretary could be made to the mayor's phone number.

There was no news about Liu Dezhi, who had sent him an email informing him that the site for the old city reconstruction was to be located in the north of the city. However, Lin Haoran's creditors were chasing him one after another. Days like this made Lin Haoran frightened and not only lost his appetite.

Then there will be no more desires.

"Mr. Lin, Boss Liu called you personally." Lin Haoran's horseman Zheng Liubing came in from outside the door, holding a mobile phone in his hand and covering the painting tube with one hand, and whispered to Lin Haoran.

"Which Boss Liu?" Lin Haoran woke up from all kinds of depression, pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray on the table, and asked casually.

"Liu Jingui, the big boss of the nightclub, Boss Liu Jingui." Zheng Liubing's answer was very clear. When he was about to hand over the mobile phone in his hand, he saw Lin Haoran suddenly retracted as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

palm.

"Tell him I'm not here!" Lin Haoran lowered his voice and ordered through gritted teeth.

"I've already told Boss Liu, but he said it's best to find you to answer the phone, otherwise, he will definitely find you personally." Zheng Liubing felt a little aggrieved. He was not used to speaking so mysteriously.

"I am the second aunt, I support you bunch of idiots, I earn a white salary and work for a living! Get lost!" Lin Haoran was in a very bad mood. He grabbed the phone, covered the painting tube and shouted at Zheng Liubing, telling them to get away as far as they could.

Far.

"Hey, boss Liu, hello! Hello! Sorry, I was in the bathroom just now... Yes! Yes! How can this happen? How can I not listen to your call, Brother Liu? Yes, yes,

Yes... you misunderstood, I misunderstood, really, I didn't lie to you..." Lin Haoran's low voice on the other end of the phone reached Zheng Liubing's ears clearly, making him, a little bodyguard, unable to help but

The corners of his mouth drooped, seeming to have good expectations for his future fate of being beaten.

Liu Bing lowered his eyelids silently, turned and walked towards the door. When he walked outside, he happened to meet another bodyguard, Ma Xiaocong, who was coming back from the bathroom. The two of them soon began to murmur outside the door.

"Is Liu Jingui here to collect the bill?" Ma Xiaocong, who was tall and tall, asked in a low voice when he saw Zheng Liubing coming out with a gloomy look on his face.

"Well, it's the third time! If we don't pay the money again this time, hey, I think we'd better pack up and leave in advance. Otherwise, even we will suffer." Zheng Liubing took out his cigarette case and said,

He handed one to Ma Xiaocong and complained in a low voice.

"The first ones to be beaten will definitely be us. Do you think we can still run away? I heard that Liu Jingui rarely asks for payment in person, unless...unless this time the boss is really tough.

It's over." Ma Xiaocong took the cigarette, and the two of them lit the cigarette together and began to talk in a low voice and smoke quietly.

"He lost all the money he had, and I heard that the land in Yinyue was also sold. Last time I borrowed more than one million from the boss of Shan Zhizhen, and I went to Macau and came back empty-handed. You said

What else can be sold this time, and is it possible for Liu Jingui to let him go?" Zheng Liubing took a puff of cigarette, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"I can't watch him being beaten to death, right? I heard that Boss Lin has been very important to him recently. If he is in decline, there will always be someone to protect him!" Ma Xiaocong felt that Zheng Liubing was a bit unfounded, and immediately

He put forward a rebuttal and had a self-comfort by the way.

"Then maybe, maybe Boss Lin won't help him this time. Have you heard about the old city reconstruction project? I heard that this time Lin's real estate has staked all its assets in the north of the city, but

The news in the past two days has not been very good, and there was a news broadcast tonight saying..." Zheng Liubing's voice became lower and lower, so low that only he and Ma Xiaocong could hear it.

"What are you doing? Where is that beast?" Just as the two bodyguards were whispering, a group of people strode across the corridor, headed by Lin Zheng, the boss of Lin mentioned by Ma Xiaocong and Zheng Liubing.

Jun. I saw him step forward with a livid face and asked in a cold voice.

"Boss Lin, you... you, why are you here? Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin is here, inside." As soon as he saw Lin Zhengjun's elongated donkey face, Ma Xiaocong's legs immediately started to tremble uncontrollably.

. He hesitated to answer Lin Zhengjun's question and pointed to the general manager's office behind him.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhengjun walked towards the office door and kicked open the general manager's office, startling Lin Haoran who was saying nice things to Liu Jingui on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, Dad, why are you here?" Lin Haoran didn't have time to say anything more to Liu Jingui and hung up the phone. He hurriedly walked to Lin Zhengjun, smiled and hesitated.

"You traitor! What good things have you done?" Before Lin Haoran could stand firm, Lin Zhengjun slapped him across the face.

"Dad...what happened to me? Why did you hit me?" Lin Haoran, who was beaten to pieces by Lin Zhengjun's merciless slap, emboldened himself and covered his left side with a look of grievance.

He turned back and asked his father.

"You still have the nerve to ask me? What's going on with the old city renovation? Why are you investing all the money in the north of the city? Who did you get the wind from? Do you know that Lin is going to lose this time?

How many millions? The houses you collected are all rubbish, rubbish, all Tamar's rubbish! You...you fool, a fool who succeeds only enough to fail! You are not even half as smart as your brother.
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