Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

In the scorching summer, the temperature was unbearably scorching, but Hong Jianming felt a bit of coolness, and even shivered a little.

He raised his hand tremblingly, forcing a smile on his face.

"Young Master Han, I am here, and I am Hong Jianming."

"Yo, it's you fat man."

Han Junchu showed a playful smile, looked up and down and walked over.

Everyone's eyes followed Han Junchu's, not knowing what the number one young man in Yangcheng was going to do.

"It's you, a scumbag, who even cheats old people and children of their money?"

Hong Jianming's heart skipped a beat, and the sweat on his forehead grew even more: "Misunderstanding, Young Master Han, it's all a misunderstanding. If I knew that you and Yu Fan knew each other, I wouldn't dare to deceive anyone if I had ten guts."

"Listen to what you mean, if I don't come today, you will be cheated if you cheat people? Huh?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Hong Jianming shook his head in panic.

But then, he reacted again.

The matter has come to this point, no matter what he says today, Han Junchu... or Yu Fan, it is impossible to let him go.

"Young Master Han, I admit that I'm dead. You can help me. As long as you can let me go, let me do whatever you want."

Knowing that there was no way to refute it, Hong Jianming also became open-minded.

He can't offend Han Junchu.

He's also working on projects in new neighborhoods.

The hard work of defrauding money is not just to make more profits in the new block project.

If he is kicked out now, he will still earn a fart.

And he offended Han Junchu, not only because he couldn't get into the new block project, but maybe he couldn't get along in the whole Yangcheng.

"Let you go?"

Han Junchu sneered, lit a cigarette by himself, and exhaled foul air on Hong Jianming's face.

He didn't look at Hong Jianming's ugly face, but inadvertently looked at Yu Fan.

Seeing that Yu Fan didn't respond, Han Junchu already knew what to do.

"You took on a small project in our new block project, right?"

Hong Jianming's heart trembled, and he hesitated and said: "Thanks to Han Shao's love, I was fortunate to accept a small project in the new block, and drink soup."

"No need to do it."

Han Junchu's calm tone seemed to be telling a trivial matter.

However, after Hong Jianming heard this sentence, his mind went blank for an instant.

What he feared the most happened.

"Young Master Han, I really know I was wrong, give me a chance!"

Hong Jianming knelt down with a 'plop', with a terrified expression: "Young Master Han, I will return the yard to the dean right away. I don't want the yard, and I don't want the money either."

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded.

They couldn't understand why Hong Jianming had such a big reaction when Han Junchu just terminated a project.

There are so many people here, why did they kneel down directly?

As a man, the most important face is gone, how panicked is Hong Jianming?
Seeing that Han Junchu didn't respond, Hong Jianming knelt down and took two steps forward, facing the dean.

"Dean, please give me your bank card number, and I will return the money to you right away, as well as the courtyard, please speak for me."

The dean, who was looking at the contract, looked at Hong Jianming at a loss.

Among the children he had brought up, Hong Jianming was considered a good one.

He is clever and will come to things. He has been the king of children since he was a child.

Why did such a person kneel down because of a word?

The dean looked at Han Junchu blankly.

He finally felt faintly that the young man called by Yu Fan might have an unusual background.

Hong Jianming, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that the dean didn't pay attention to him.

After hesitating for a moment, Hong Jianming turned to Yu Fan decisively, with resentment in his tone.

"Yu Fan, are you really going to drive me to a dead end?"

Although the fault of this matter was his greed, if it wasn't for Yu Fan, he wouldn't have turned around like this.

If it weren't for Yu Fan, he would have already received both money and money.

Now, he was willing to give up the yard, not even the capital, in exchange for a forgiveness, but Yu Fan didn't even give him this chance.

"If it is said that after everyone makes a mistake, they can be forgiven only by admitting their mistakes, this world is a bit too holy."

Yu Fan looked at him calmly, without any room for maneuver.

Hong Jianming clenched his fists tightly and stared at Yu Fan with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Some crazy thoughts welled up in his heart, but they were completely dissipated by Han Junchu's light pat.

"Fatty, hurry up and find a way to make a living. In the future, in Yangcheng, there will definitely be no projects you can take on. Of course, if you are willing to pick up trash, pretend I didn't say it."

Hong Jianming stood dumbfounded among the crowd, unable to accept the reality for a long time.

Facing a big man like Han Junchu, so what if he risked his life, it would only add to the jokes.

Besides, he didn't want to die yet.

However, he really couldn't figure out how Yu Fan could get acquainted with such great figures as Mr. Nie and Mr. Han successively.

Surrounded by 29 workers, they asked cautiously, "Foreman, we won't really be out of work in the future, right?"

They could hear Han Junchu's words just now.

Although I think it's a bit alarmist, judging by Hong Jianming's appearance, it doesn't look like a fake.

Of course, they weren't worried. Anyway, Han Junchu didn't say that they wouldn't be able to work. At worst, they just need to change the construction site.

Hearing this, Hong Jianming gritted his teeth and his veins bulged: "Get out, get out!"

Chasing away a group of people, Hong Jianming walked towards Han Junchu humbly.

"What? You don't agree?"

Han Junchu frowned.

"No, Young Master Han, I admit it. Tomorrow, I will leave Yangcheng. But before I leave, I have something that I would like to ask Young Master Han to clarify."

"A last wish? Tell me."

Not caring about Han Junchu's ridicule, Hong Jianming said unwillingly: "Why? Why is Yu Fan lucky enough to befriend Han Shaoyou?"

"Yu Fan is lucky enough to befriend me?"

Han Junchu smiled happily, as if he had heard a big joke.

"To be precise, I should be lucky enough to befriend Mr. Yu."

"Mr. Yu?"

Hong Jianming was taken aback for a moment, then remembered something, his eyes widened in vain.