In a word, that is, I have no grudges and no grudges with you, so why do you just come up and destroy me?

"Um!"

Song Fanshuang nodded. Of course, she also saw that what happened tonight was that Zhang Fan's status was definitely not weak. Maybe with Zhang Fan's intervention, she could really get justice for her father.

But in just over a dozen minutes' drive, Rolls-Royce drove into Jingsiping.

This place is almost the same as where Li Jun lived before. It is all self-built houses with ups and downs. If it weren't for the bustling metropolis not far away, anyone would feel like they were returning to the township.

It looks like it.

Song Fanshuang's family is really in a downturn.

Under the guidance of Song Fanshuang, the car turned around for a few nights and stopped outside a brightly lit self-built house.

There are tables of flowing mats in front of the door, surrounded by white silk, and a coffin is placed in the middle of the main hall, and behind it is a big word "未".

"Xiaofan, sorry, my father has been dead for three days and has not been able to be buried."

After getting off the car, Song Fanshuang said with a somewhat ugly expression.

Next to the mourning hall, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men in suits sitting there eating and drinking.

"These people... are all partners of your dad group before?"

Zhang Fan guessed.

Although the weather in the capital has slowly started to cool down, the body has been left for three days. When it is buried, I am afraid it will smell bad?

Do these people not even understand the principle that the most basic deceased is the greatest?

"Well! After the company was liquidated, it was already bankrupt. Now, there is no extra money to settle for the partners."

Song Fanshuang was obviously used to such a situation.

Maybe this kind of days have been going on since her father's death?

Or maybe it has started since the Song family went bankrupt and came to this slum?

Anyway.

Looking at these former partners and the boss who once called her niece one by one, Song Fanshuang felt disgusted.

"Go and take a look."

Zhang Fan walked straight towards the mourning hall.

Since you have encountered these things, please help me if you can.

It is really a bit difficult for Song Fanshuang and his mother to face the ugly faces of these people every day.

"Oh! Xiao Song is back, how about it? It's still very good to work in Yipinju? There are at least thousands or tens of thousands a day, right? When can I settle the cooperation payment for my uncles and uncles?"

"Old Song left suddenly and did not leave you a fortune, but the father's debts and sons' repayments are an eternal truth. Our cooperation funds are also hard-earned money."

"Yes, we have to give us some time, otherwise it wouldn't be appropriate for us to come to the mourning hall every day."

Although Zhang Fan was at the forefront, these partners did not take Zhang Fan seriously at all. They directly ignored him and surrounded Song Fanshuang and chased and asked.

"Where is my mom?"

Song Fanshuang ignored these people, but pushed the crowd away and walked into the mourning hall.

I saw a thin middle-aged woman sitting next to the coffin, not talking or crying, like an old monk entering into meditation.

"Hey, Xiao Song, can you give me a sure letter?"

"Don't worry about your mother for now, she's now..."

These partners wanted to say something around Song Fanshuang, but with a big hand, they grabbed one of them.

"How many cooperation funds are there between the Song family? "

Zhang Fan smiled and looked at everyone and asked.

"Who are you? How much cooperation money is the Song family missing from us? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"No, this little brother seemed to get out of the car with Song Fanshuang just now. Maybe he was the one who kept Song Fanshuang?"

"What car did they take just now? How do I remember it seems to be a Rolls-Royce?"

These partners started to talk and looked at Zhang Fan's expression, and changed.

"Tell me, the Song family has how much cooperation money you have to do with you."

Zhang Fan did not answer these people's questions, but just asked indifferently, and asked Hong Tianhao, who was beside him to take paper and notes.

"My Lin's wood is less than 3.26 million yuan in cooperation."

"I'm also missing one million."

"And I, I checked sixty..."

For a time, these partners' bosses reported the money for their cooperation with the Song family.

“How many in total?”

A total of eight partners had bosses. After telling the cooperation funds one by one, Zhang Fan looked at Hong Tianhao and asked.

"One,2,970,000."

Hong Tianhao quickly told Zhang Fan the total number.

"It's really a lot."

Zhang Fan smiled and looked at everyone and said, "Tomorrow, you go to Gu's family to collect the project funds. As long as what you said is true, there is no fraud, or the destruction of the Song family, it has nothing to do with you. If you don't have any money, you won't be less."

Hearing words.

Everyone was stunned.

How could they get the cooperation project funds between them and the Song family from the Gu family?

"Little brother, are you kidding us?"

"The Gu family will pay back the debts of the Song family? What qualifications do we, small families, have to go to the Gu family to ask for debts?"

"Either, you give the money now; or, if you have a wrongdoing, you have a debt, we will continue to ask Song Fanshuang for it."

After the bosses of these partners reacted, they all felt like they were being played with by Zhang Fan, and they snorted coldly, not listening to Zhang Fan's nonsense at all.

"So? Forgot to introduce yourself."

Zhang Fan smiled and said calmly: "My name is Zhang Fan, the boss of Huairentang. Do you think I can't afford to pay the Song family for this one by one?"

"Huairentang does not have much working capital in the capital, but you can withdraw it at any time. By the way, I am the Gu family's son-in-law, just tens of millions of funds, and I can still mobilize it."

Zhang Fan's face was not proud, but there was a hint of humor and disdain.

Zhang Fan doesn't think there is a good thing about these businessmen. If your aura cannot suppress them, they will be able to trample you on the ground.

How could Zhang Fan give them a chance?

"You, are you Dr. Zhang?"

"The boss behind Huairentang? The therapist who happened to Li Jun before?"

"This, this...How could Song Fanshuang know Dr. Zhang?"

When the merchants heard Zhang Fan report to his house, they were completely stunned.

Who doesn’t know how much money Huairentang is? In Zhang Fan’s eyes, it’s really not worthy.

How much was the Li Jun incident before?

What's the result?

Those who want to frame Zhang Fan will be sent to jail themselves.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I plan to investigate the matter of Yuanfeng Jianmu Group going bankrupt overnight. No matter who is behind the scenes, I will catch them one by one."

"At that time, if you should accept legal sanctions, the legal sanctions will be imposed. If the law cannot impose sanctions, I will impose sanctions."
Chapter completed!