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Chapter 142 The Energy of the Han Family

"Do you need to call an ambulance?"

Wang Yuchuan dragged a chair and sat beside him.

Liang Chan shrugged his head, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, even though his heart was full of anger, his head was groggy, and his vision became narrower and darker.

"Is he okay?" Song Xiaoshi asked cautiously.

"I see enough, I'd better call an ambulance for him." Wang Yuchuan couldn't be bothered to do anything, calling the emergency center was the most benevolent.

Ten minutes later, two nurses came to carry Liang Chan, who was unconscious, onto a stretcher, and passers-by stopped to watch.

With one hand in his pocket, Wang Yuchuan watched the night scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Brother, we got into a big disaster."

Just after Liang Chan was carried off by the nurse, Song Xiaoshi suddenly said with a worried look.

"Creating trouble? Where did the trouble come from?" Wang Yuchuan asked immediately.

"Liang Chan is the son of the real estate director of Zhang's Group."

"So?" he continued.

"That real estate director holds a high position in Zhang's Group, and he can destroy all the cooperation between my dad and Zhang's Group with a single word. Isn't this disaster big enough?" Song Xiaoshi's face can be described as gloomy, and Wang Yuchuan also Followed by frowning.

Liang Chan and his father were definitely not able to achieve the position of real estate director overnight.

He and the boss of Zhang's Group have only met a few times, how deep is the friendship?
The boss of the Zhang Group may not necessarily be willing to offend a veteran who fought for him.

Just when he was frowning, Elder Song walked over with his hands behind his back and his face glowing red.

Wang Yuchuan raised his eyes and saw, well, his "little Taoist companion" was standing respectfully behind Mr. Song.This man is really beautiful.

He has red lips, white teeth, fair skin, and handsome appearance. His white clothes make his whole person's temperament as gentle as jade.

It's a pity that this man is crooked.

Wang Yuchuan couldn't help worrying about his "chrysanthemum".

"Mr. Song, how is the progress?" Wang Yuchuan suppressed a smile.

Elder Song gave him an annoyed look, and then he said helplessly, "The Taoist is blowing it up. I have an extra apprentice. I don't know whether I have made a profit or a loss."

"Being an apprentice during the day and a Taoist companion at night, Mr. Song, you will surely make money from this deal." Wang Yuchuan teased.

"Do you really think that I am as good as Long Yang?" Elder Song stared wide-eyed, obviously angry. Wang Yuchuan had an innocent face, it was clear that he himself admitted it first, and now he refuses to admit it?
Wang Yuchuan was very annoying, and at the same time he was too lazy to argue with Song Lao, so he simply followed his words: "Congratulations, Congratulations, I would like to mention a lover, everyone is happy, everyone is happy."

"What happened just now? Got into trouble? Bitter and bitter."

Elder Song changed the topic, Wang Yuchuan shrugged his shoulders, his face full of melancholy, and he briefly explained what happened just now.

Based on the principle of being simple, rude and direct, Mr. Song immediately expressed that he would attract Wang Yuchuan to meet Liang Chan, a good father who is the real estate director.

"Can't you have some fresh tricks?" Wang Yuchuan couldn't complain.

"What? Then what do you think we should do?" Song Lao's words sounded like a broken can.

"Me too, I'm thinking about it."

Wang Yuchuan rolled his eyes, turned his back, thought hard, pondered carefully, and the atmosphere became oppressive.

"Master, apprentice, I have a clever plan."

At this moment, Han Zhuxiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted.

Wang Yuchuan cast a curious look at him: "What way? Let's hear it."

"My Han family has quite a bit of influence in Lu'an Province. I will send a message to the boss of the Zhang Group now. I believe he will not pursue this matter because of my Han family's thin face."

"Is the Han family very powerful in Lu'an Province?" Wang Yuchuan was dubious about the letter, and asked Song Xiaoshi aside in a low voice.

Song Xiaoshi looked bewildered.

The Han family is a family of cultivators. She was born and grew up in a small county town. How could she know so much?I can only shake my head.

Wang Yuchuan pulled Mr. Song over again and repeated the question just now.

Song Lao said that he was not very clear.

He was not very clear about the reason. Although the Han family dominated the province, in the eyes of a strong man like Mr. Song, they were still like ants.

Who would focus on an ant when they have nothing to do?

This is the case with Mr. Song now.

"Are you really capable?" Wang Yuchuan asked worriedly as his eyes fell on Han Poxiu.

Han Poxiu bowed and saluted, his words were sonorous and forceful: "Uncle, please rest assured, I, Han Poxiu, will arrange this matter properly, and don't bother my uncle."

Wang Yuchuan raised his eyebrows, wondering why he suddenly and inexplicably became his uncle?

He glanced at Mr. Song, and Mr. Song didn't even mean to explain, as if he acquiesced in Han Mangxiu's calling him "Uncle Master".

Wang Yuchuan frowned suspiciously.

Although he didn't know the status of Song Lao in the world of cultivating immortals, his intuition told him that Song Lao's status was definitely not low.

When it comes to seniority seriously, he feels that he is not worthy of being a disciple of Mr. Song.

Wang Yuchuan didn't get too entangled in this issue, anyway, Mr. Song didn't care, so why are you still so hypocritical?

"That's fine, I'll leave this to you." Wang Yuchuan said with a smile on his face, "It's been hard work."

"Thank you, Master Uncle, for your trust." Han Poxiu bowed his head and cupped his fists, and said in a confident voice.

After finishing speaking, he raised his head happily and looked at Elder Song.

Song Lao nodded to him, and with Song Lao's approval, Han Manxiu seemed to have endless energy.

"Can he do it?" Song Xiaoshi looked worriedly at the back of Han Bixiu's leaving.

"Young people need a chance to show themselves. It's okay if something goes wrong. At worst, the old man will go there in person." Elder Song changed his normal routine, with his hands behind his back, his eyes far away, and his expression serious.

Song Xiaoshi looked him up and down, but was still uneasy: "Can you do it?"

Elder Song broke his guard in an instant, and glared at his niece angrily: "If you don't believe me, let me down, hum."

"Brother, I just found out that my old uncle is still a deadly tsundere." Song Xiaoshi stood on tiptoe and whispered in Wang Yuchuan's ear.

The three words "Dead Tsundere" hit Wang Yuchuan's smile, he couldn't hold his face anymore, and laughed out loud.

That night, Liang Chengzai, the real estate director of Zhang's Group, suddenly broke into dozens of men in black from the villa in the suburbs.

These dozens of men in black stood expressionlessly in the living room, crowding the living room to the brim.

Liang Cheng cast a surprised look at them, hesitated for a moment, raised his hands, and stood up slowly.

"There is still some cash in the safe, about 30, and there are a few gold bars in the lower layer of the safe. You can take it. You can take a look, if there is anything valuable in the house, you can take it away. Don't worry, I won't call the police."

Liang Cheng was also sensible, and obediently offered the property in this villa with both hands. Unfortunately, these people did not come to rob money.

(End of this chapter)