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Chapter 1232 Send Your Nephew Off

On a rainy day, on the bumpy and muddy dirt road, a convoy of four off-road vehicles was driving quickly, rolling up a lot of mud and water, making the road messy.

  Leading the way was a black Hummer.

Wang Yan sat in the passenger seat, holding up the car window, smoking a cigarette, and looking out the window at the unchanging wilderness...

Mao Pan was not an honest man. After hiding outside for two months, he could no longer bear the life outside where he could not do whatever he wanted. He knew that Wang Yan had already reached an agreement with Chen Hao, but at that time his fear of Wang Yan was at its peak and he was frightened all day long.

As time passed, the fear faded, and abnormal thoughts once again came to his mind. He wanted more and more to return to the familiar Sanbianpo where he could do whatever he wanted.

So he went back.

As for Chen Hao, he went back during the time when the forest farm had an accident. His forest farm was the largest one in Sanbianpo, and he made a lot of money every year. Of course, he had to find a way to get it back and save his nephew at the same time...

The reason why Chen Hao dared to come back was, of course, the effect of the pigeon blood red. Before this, although the two had already reached an agreement, he was afraid that Wang Yan would not keep his word. This time, he took out the pigeon blood red worth tens of millions, and he felt relieved.

So in general, Wang Yan is not such an unreasonable person, and he would never steal someone's valuable treasure. It's because he has empathy, he understands Chen Hao's difficulties, and helps Chen Hao overcome psychological barriers.

I guess Chen Hao didn't understand his painstaking efforts. It's said that being a human is hard, and being a good person is even harder...

In this way, they arrived at Daqulin and asked his subordinates to find Mao Pan's location, while Wang Yan went directly to Jincui KTV alone.

As soon as I entered, I saw Liu Jincui wearing bright clothes, a low-cut tight top that revealed a large area of ​​skin on her not-so-rich chest. She still had the same yellow hair.

She saw Wang Yan walking in at a glance, was stunned for a moment, then smiled, trotted towards him, hugged Wang Yan's arm, and rubbed her baby hard.

"Boss Wang has become Mr. Wang. I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago."

"How is that possible? I'm just busy. Xiaomo has such a big business, and I can't do anything without him. I've offended President Chen again, so why would I run so far to Daqulin to cause trouble? Besides, you're not free either."

"Whether I am free or not is the same as whether you have forgotten me or not, right?"

"I was asking if you missed me."

"Oh, God have mercy on me, don't blame me, Minmin misses you so much."

"Then what are you waiting for? Get together, let's settle this multi-hundred-million dollar deal first, then we can talk."

The business discussions were of course very enjoyable, and they were thoroughly enjoyable and refreshing from the inside out.

After the conversation, Minmin packed up and limped out, leaving Wang Yan and Liu Jincui to talk in the charming private room.

Liu Jincui put on her clothes slowly and considerately, and helped Wang Yan put on his pants. She then poured wine and lit a cigarette for Wang Yan, who was shirtless.

She asked, "What brings you to Daqulin this time?"

"miss you."

"As expected, men's words are always deceiving. I just said it before, why did you come all the way to Daqulin to cause trouble?"

"Look, you must have misunderstood me. I'm here to get you down, right?"

"That's more like it." Liu Jincui rubbed Wang Yan coquettishly, then said, "Seriously, what are you doing?"

"Chat with President Chen."

"No, it's not over yet?"

"Am I such a narrow-minded person?"

“It doesn’t look big.”

Wang Yan shook his head in amusement: "The main purpose is to find Mao Pan, and the second is to say hello to President Chen. After all, we haven't seen each other for several months."

"Did Mao Pan provoke you again?"

"He's going to die this time."

"Okay! Let me tell you, how many people are hoping for his death. If it weren't for President Chen, his uncle would have died countless times. People like this are not human beings."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Aren't most people here like this? It's just that they don't have as much power as Chen Hao, so they can't support their perverted ideas."

"What you said makes sense." Liu Jincui agreed seriously.

People just couldn't help but talk. The two were talking when the girl from the store ran in again: "Sister Cuicui, Mao Pan is here."

Obviously, Mao Pan is not a popular person here.

He doesn't play with women, he harms women. The key is that Chen Hao is the major shareholder here, Liu Jincui can't control him, and Chen Hao is unwilling to take care of such trivial matters. The result is that every time Mao Pan comes, there are always girls who suffer. After one or two times, everyone looks at Mao Pan like a plague god.

Unlike Wang Yan, the girls all welcomed him when he came because they wanted to see how good he was, so every time he came, Liu Jincui would not look for a man for several days, and Minmin would also take a few days off...

When Liu Jincui heard the news, she looked at Wang Yan immediately.

Wang Yan laughed and said to the girl at the door: "Go, tell Mao Pan to come over. Don't tell him I'm here, otherwise he won't dare to come."

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you know who he is? What's the use of my words? Hurry up!" Liu Jincui scolded the tactless girl and turned to Wang Yan and said, "You still need to be disciplined."

"You've got the final word."

Wang Yan ignored her and continued smoking and drinking.

"Really kill him?" Liu Jincui asked uncertainly.

"Do I look like someone who likes to joke?" Wang Yan said considerately, "Don't worry, if I don't do it here, how can I cause you trouble? I have to let Chen Hao do it."

"hiss……"

Liu Jincui didn't dare to think about how angry Chen Hao would be. She was afraid that he would be angry to death. After all, a person like Chen Hao probably had never been so angry in his life.

After a while, the door of the private room was kicked open with great force, and Mao Pan walked in nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets and his neck swaying back and forth.

"Liu Jincui, what's the matter? You don't want to play with your rubbish man, but want to be with me, your grandpa..."

Mao Pan was speechless. His throat seemed to be pinched. He opened his mouth and trembled, unable to say anything. He stood there blankly, then began to shiver. Then, with a clang, he fell backwards and held onto the wall.

His legs were weak and he could not stand, so he could only randomly stretch out his hands for support. But it was no use, and he finally collapsed to the ground.

The fear of being dominated, the powerlessness of being on the verge of death, and the damned memory once again surfaced in his mind. He was at a loss, his heart was beating very fast, and his pupils began to dilate...

Mao Pan was followed by several strong men, but none of them dared to move. They had all seen Wang Yan's photo, and they all knew more or less what had happened before and understood Wang Yan's record. So they didn't dare to move. Mao Pan might not die, but they would definitely die.

"you."

Wang Yan pointed at one of Mao Pan's men who was leading the fight and said, "Beat him."

"Mr. Wang, I..."

"Crack!"

Before everyone could see the movement, they saw a pistol slapped on the glass coffee table.

"I told you to beat him!" Wang Yan looked at the man indifferently.

"Yes! Mr. Wang!"

The guard gritted his teeth, and with a determined heart, he started to punch and kick Mao Pan. He was quite ruthless, which showed that he had a lot of resentment against him.

The pain brought back the fear that he was about to die of. He subconsciously hugged his head, hunched over, curled up, and gasped for air.

After being beaten for a long time, he seemed to finally wake up completely.

He shouted loudly: "Mr. Wang, I was wrong, I was wrong. Let me go, let me go. My uncle has money, don't you want money? He will give you as much as you want, all! Let me go, I was wrong!"

After beating him for another minute, Wang Yan waved his hand: "That's enough."

The guard stopped immediately, breathed a sigh of relief, and stood obediently beside the others, standing straighter than he had ever been before.

Wang Yanxiao asked, "Mao'er, you should know Shen Xing, right?"

Mao Pan was stunned for a moment, then he said loudly: "Mr. Wang, don't listen to Shen Xing's nonsense. He was the one who attacked me first. I was just protecting myself..."

He gradually stopped shouting and there was no sound.

Wang Yan continued to speak indifferently: "He said that after he knew you were Chairman Chen's nephew, he told you that he knew me. As a result, you didn't take it seriously and kept targeting him. You even tampered with the trees when they were being cut down, trying to kill them directly. Because of this, Shen Xing's uncle lost a leg and became a cripple. He is still lying in the hospital in Xiaomo Nong." "Mr. Wang, I am innocent. He didn't tell me, and it wasn't me who did it. It was all my subordinates. Yes, they were all my subordinates. They knew that I didn't like Shen Xing and the others, so they targeted them in order to please me. Really, Mr. Wang, I didn't lie to you."

"Do you believe it yourself?"

"Mr. Wang, everything I said is true. It's all true! At that time..."

He argued loudly in panic, trying hard to convince Wang Yan to believe him. However, under Wang Yan's gaze, he gradually lost his voice and dared not speak anymore.

"Is President Chen here?" Wang Yan turned and asked Mao Pan's men.

"Yes, yes, at Xianglong International." The man replied hurriedly.

Wang Yan took a puff of the cigarette, flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt landed on Mao Pan. The latter didn't dare to hide, but just screamed, and then slowly shook off the cigarette butt.

"Take him to Xianglong International." After picking up his clothes and putting them on, Wang Yan walked straight out the door, got in the car and drove straight to Xianglong International.

When he arrived at Xianglong International, Chen Hao was already waiting at the door with sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Wang, Vasari."

Seeing Wang Yan getting out of the car, he clasped his hands together enthusiastically and extended greetings from Sanbianpo.

He said, "I didn't know Mr. Wang came to Daqulin. What a sin, what a sin."

"Really don't know?" Wang Yan looked at him with a smile.

"I really don't know. Otherwise, Chen would have gone to the road outside Daqulin as soon as possible to greet Mr. Wang and show his hospitality."

How could Chen Hao not know? Whenever Wang Yan left Sihai Hotel, he knew exactly where he went and what he did every day. Of course, he would not really go to pick up Wang Yan. He was praying that this bastard would not get involved.

He thought Wang Yan had other things to deal with that he didn't know about, but he didn't expect that he came to seek revenge on Mao Pan.

He swore that he didn't know these things...

He stood too high, Uncle Cai didn't think of helping Shen Jiandong, and didn't even mention this matter...

Ignoring his good nephew who was being held by his men, covered in wounds and beaten into a pig's head once again, Chen Hao turned sideways and said, "Mr. Wang, I have asked someone to prepare food. I have to show my hospitality as a host today. Please!"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, put his hands behind his back, and walked into Xianglong International with Chen Hao.

At the back, Mao Pan was held by someone and followed along. Wang Yan didn't speak, and Chen Hao didn't dare to speak either. If Chen Hao didn't speak, or even if he spoke, those people wouldn't dare to go against Wang Yan's will.

We arrived at the large dining room, which was a really large room.

The place is very spacious and is luxuriously decorated. There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls for decoration, and in the middle is a large round table that can accommodate more than 20 people.

After Wang Yan sat down, various delicious dishes began to be served.

Chen Hao was standing at a short distance from Wang Yan. He personally took the vintage Moutai and poured wine for Wang Yan, being very humble and giving Wang Yan enough face.

A group of people were watching from the doorway, not saying a word. Mao Pan had been put down, and was sitting on the ground, at a loss, because he knew that his uncle was trying to save his life.

"Mr. Wang, I'll toast to you. Just like I said on the phone before, we didn't know each other until we fought. We met too late, otherwise such a big misunderstanding might not have happened."

Wang Yan clinked his glass with him and took a sip of it, saying, "Chairman Chen, we can't just look at the past, we have to look forward. I said the misunderstanding is over, and you are sitting here drinking with me peacefully, which means there is no misunderstanding. If you say it again, I will think you hold a grudge."

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I'll drink a glass as punishment. Mr. Wang, please eat more vegetables. This is the chef I found in China. He can cook all kinds of Chinese food, including foreign food. He has good skills. Mr. Wang, please give him some pointers and ask him to improve."

As he spoke, he raised his head and took a big sip of wine, emptying the wine dispenser. The old man was not young anymore, and this sip of wine was quite strong, so he couldn't help coughing.

"Don't force yourself to drink if you can't drink it. It's a waste of wine. I'm not forcing you to drink it."

Wang Yan ate the food in big mouthfuls and glanced at him.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "I want to express my apology. Isn't it often said in China that the sincerity of the intention depends on whether you can swallow it in one gulp?"

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I keep my word. We are good friends now. You have helped me a lot. You coordinated the tourism business and made great efforts. Come, I will give you a drink in return."

"Do not……"

Before Chen Hao could finish speaking, Wang Yan drank up all the liquor in the decanter in one gulp.

Chen Hao let out a sigh of relief, revealing his frustration. Because he knew that his good nephew was probably gone. He silently picked up the bottle and continued to pour wine for Wang Yan, waiting for Wang Yan's next words.

Wang Yan didn't waste any time and talked while eating.

"Nephew, you only care about food and not about punishment. You know everything, right?"

"I know. No matter what, it's all Mao Pan's fault. Alas..." Chen Hao sighed, "You've seen my sister. This child has been spoiled since she was young. I can't beat or scold her. In addition, Sanbianpo is such an unstable place. It's difficult to learn well, but if she learns bad things, it will only take a day.

To be honest, I have caused a lot of trouble over the years. If I hadn't had some dignity, I would have been beaten to death. It's better to die earlier. If there is no such a good-for-nothing, I won't offend Mr. Wang and cause us the previous unpleasantness.

But, Mr. Wang... after all, I am his uncle, and this is the child I have watched grow up..."

"Crack!"

Chen Hao suddenly stopped his emotional and pleading words and looked at the pistol that Wang Yan slapped next to him.

Wang Yan said, "President Chen, you know that I am a reasonable person. You know exactly how I got to where I am today.

Shen Jiandong, the one whose leg was broken by your precious nephew, was the boss of the construction company when I first came here. He provided me with food and accommodation, and also told me implicitly that Sanbianpo was not a good place and asked me not to cause trouble. Although his words were not pleasant to hear, they were for my own good.

Later, I took over the existing construction company from his nephew, and gradually built it up to where it is today. Although I paid for it, you also understand the relationship between the existing manpower and equipment and building something from scratch. They also helped me.

  I am a person who values ​​reason and integrity. I am a good person. You said that I have such a close relationship with him, and now that something has happened, can I just ignore it?

Especially since I told your precious nephew that I knew him, but he still wanted to make trouble and kill me. This is not to kill them, this is to kill me.

Chairman Chen, you are still holding a grudge, aren't you? When are you waiting to kill me? How many people are you looking for this time? One thousand? "

"Oh, Mr. Wang, I definitely didn't mean that. I didn't know anything about this matter from the beginning to the end. If I had known earlier, I would have gone to Xiaomo Nong and apologized to Mr. Wang in person. Tell me, we finally resolved the misunderstanding, and we are living in peace and making money together by cooperating in the tourism business. How could I destroy the Great Wall? It's all because of this good-for-nothing who did nothing behind my back."

Wang Yan nodded seriously and said, "In that case, let's not talk about this matter any more. It just so happens that, President Chen, you just said that this is someone you have watched grow up, a scourge you have spoiled, and a good-for-nothing. Just solve the problem yourself. Here is the gun, loaded. Pick it up, walk over, and boom..."

Wang Yan looked at him with a smile: "I'll leave after dinner."

After saying this, Wang Yan didn't look at him. He just drank and ate by himself, looking really happy and contented.

"Uncle, uncle, you can't kill me, you can't kill me. Think about my mom, think about my dad. Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang..."

"Shut up!" Chen Hao shouted angrily.

The men over there rushed over and covered Mao Pan's mouth tightly, allowing him to struggle frantically.

Chen Hao's cheeks bulged and veins appeared on his forehead. He was gritting his teeth, suppressing his great anger.

He looked at his struggling beloved nephew, and at Wang Yan who was eating the food with big mouthfuls. After a long silence, he slowly reached out for the pistol.

He picked up the pistol and held it straight with his arm bent. He looked at Wang Yan, who was picking up food and seemed not to pay any attention to his movements.

He was silent...

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the first time he met Wang Yan.

Intensive gunfire, gushing blood, and Wang Yanyun's calm smile emerged, overlapping with the smiling face in front of him...

He woke up with a start and met Wang Yan's meaningful eyes.

He swallowed, turned around with the gun in hand stiffly, and slowly, step by step, walked towards his beloved nephew who was struggling frantically.

He put the muzzle of the gun against Mao Pan's forehead.

Mao Pan's eyes were bloodshot and red, and bulging outwards from exerting too much force, as if they would pop out at any moment, which was extremely terrifying.

Mao Pan's pants were wet. The urine soaked through the breathable pants and formed a puddle under his body. There was also a faint smell coming from it, which was extremely unpleasant.

Chairman Chen frowned, holding a gun, and just stood there.

He was silent...

  boom!

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