Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty One: There Are Always Mischiefs Who Want To Harm Me
Before Ding Lei could continue to speak, Lin Han, who heard the sound, finally turned his attention to Li Haoran.
Whether it was the tone of the other party's words or the sarcasm in his eyes, Lin Han really disliked him very much.
After all, Lin Han is no longer the so-called character who once was a cat and a dog. He thinks he can step on Lin Han to the top.
To put it bluntly, the identity of the richest man in China has really made Lin Han much cleaner.
But at this time...
"Why should I know you?"
Lin Han's voice was not loud, but due to his aura, it was enough for people nearby to hear it clearly.
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused a burst of laughter.
Everyone is laughing at someone, and this person is Li Haoran.
"Haha, this guy is called Li Haoran? He doesn't even urinate and looks at himself. Why does Mr. Lin need to know him?"
"Can't you see it yet? It's just that I want to borrow Mr. Lin's reputation and add some reputation to myself, but this trick is a bit too old, right?"
"I really don't know who gave this guy the courage. Is it Liang Jingru?"
"Speak, in terms of assets, they are not qualified to carry shoes to Mr. Lin. In terms of appearance, Mr. Lin can get away from this guy several streets, and he is still this tall..."
Before the other party could finish his words, Li Haoran, with a pale face, immediately shouted.
He could pretend that he didn't hear anything else, but he didn't look as good as Lin Han.
"Shut up! In this one acre of three-point land in Shangjing, I didn't expect that there would be anyone who didn't know me, Mr. Li?"
Li Haoran took a step forward, and the distance between Lin Han was only about ten centimeters. Li Haoran originally wanted to put pressure on Lin Han based on his height advantage.
Unexpectedly, the invisible aura emitted from Lin Han seemed to be enough to crush any ghosts and monsters.
Even at this moment, a strange thought flashed through Li Haoran's mind.
The aura on Lin Han's body is no less than his father.
Perhaps the identity of the richest man in China is already dazzling enough, but Li Haoran, one of the heirs of the Li family of the three major families, really disdains this mere 200 billion yuan.
To put it bluntly, all the existences and assets on the rich list together may be reluctant to have some capital that can shake the three major families.
Just imagine, a family that has been passed down for a hundred years and has experienced several changes in dynasties. How could the real foundation be like this?
Li Haoran called himself Li Da Shao. With this sentence, everyone who was still mocking Li Haoran actually closed their mouths one by one.
Qingshui City is thousands of miles away from Shangjing. As the saying goes, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so naturally I don’t understand the circle of the rich second generation of Shangjing.
Although the three major families are usually low-key and cannot even search much information on the Internet, the name of Mr. Li is a bit loud.
Originally, Li Haoran thought that he had already signed up for himself, and Lin Han didn't expect to be able to curry favor with him, but Ding Lei must be able to do so, right?
After all, Li Haoran has also learned about the result of the meeting between the three major families and Lin Han yesterday afternoon.
If Lin Han had requested a time of about one year, perhaps the Lin and Li families would be extremely scared.
But it was only three months ago, even though the time had not yet arrived, Li Haoran felt that he had seen the scene of Quantong Group being divided up.
Seeing the atmosphere on the scene, when he was silent because of the three words "Li Dashao", Lei Jun, who had just finished his busy schedule, discovered this scene immediately.
As the first generation of Internet technology tycoon in China, Lei Jun has a wide network of contacts. Although he does not understand Li Haoran's true background, it must be not simple in Lei Jun's speculation.
After all, not everyone can take out billions of cash to start a business. Otherwise, Lei Jun would not have invited Li Haoran to attend the opening ceremony of Rice Technology.
You know, Shangjing says it’s big or small. When you are qualified to enter the society, you will find that there is no airtight wall in this world.
But this time, when Lei Jun saw Lin Han standing opposite Li Haoran, he actually acted as a peacemaker.
After all, in Lei Jun's opinion, it is better to have one more enemy than one less, not to mention, isn't this a fight?
"Li Haoran, you should apologize to Mr. Lin. If I read it correctly, Mr. Lin should not have any business conflicts with you, right?"
But before Lei Jun finished speaking, Ding Lei, who was standing beside Lin Han, shook his head with emotion and shouted softly.
"Mr. Lin, I think you should also sigh."
Lin Han: "Hmm?"
To be honest, Lin Han really doesn’t know what the hell is sold in Ding Lei’s gourd.
Because for Lin Han at this time, when he saw the outline of Li Haoran's cheek, he always felt that he was somewhat similar to the head of the Li family.
It's just a little similar.
"Mr. Lin, you should yell. No matter where you go, there will always be troublemakers who want to harm me!"
Lin Han was speechless, but Chen Yutong, who was holding Lin Han's wrist beside her, couldn't help it now, covered her mouth with her right hand and chuckled.
I have to admire Ding Lei's ability to add fuel to the fire. It was originally the appearance of Lei Jun, and the storm should have been calmed down.
But what about now?
In fact, Ding Lei is not stupid. Shangjing is the base camp of NetLe Company. As Ding Lei, who also took the position of the richest man in China a few years ago, he also knows some news about the three major families.
In addition, Li Haoran is another rival to Netletter Company.
Well... I can only be reluctant to call him an opponent.
Moreover, three months may not be long, but Ding Lei always believed in his heart that the fruit of the final victory belonged to Lin Han.
Since you want to incorporate Netle Company into Quantong Group, you must not make a petition?
So, how can a person who can become a high-class person with status and status have simple minds?
Learning from one example to another is just the most basic one.
"Ding Lei! Put your mouth cleaner! Believe it or not, just one word from me can make your Netletter company bankrupt!"
When did Li Haoran suffer such humiliation? No matter where he goes, who would call him disrespectfully?
Ding Lei shook his head, and his previous playful expression has now been replaced by Yan Su. He stared at Li Haoran with a cold look and said word by word.
"Mr. Li, don't brag anymore. You can first find out where Netletter is listed before you can say it? If you leave China's asylum scope, can you get involved in Nasdaq?"
When he saw Li Haoran open his mouth and unable to speak, a killing intention flashed quickly in Ding Lei's eyes.
Chapter completed!