Go take care of your junior brother on the wedding day. Why are you crying when I leave?

In the evening

The lights in the villa were bright!

The servants were silent, not daring to breathe!

Xu Maogong sat at the dining table with a cold face, only Wei Hong ate with great appetite, silently enjoying a large table of delicious food.

"Master, can you still eat?" Xu Maogong couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "Now it's all crazy outside, saying that Sino-Ocean Group has intervened in our Jiangzhou project and joined forces with the Cao family to intercept it. How many people are sneering and mocking us, we have lost face."

"How can losing face be more important than eating?" Wei Hong chuckled and teased.

Xu Maogong choked and said with a cane: "This project is of great importance. If Wei Jialiang and others are allowed to take it and complete it smoothly, we will be suppressed continuously in the future. We can't let this trend continue."

"Yes, losing face is a small matter, but losing interests is indeed unforgivable." Wei Hong put down his bowl and chopsticks and said seriously: "Uncle Gong, get ready to work!"

"What does the young master want to do?" Xu Maogong looked up in surprise.

"Of course, show off your muscles!" Wei Hong sighed and said helplessly: "Which major project in this province and city these days doesn't involve many people? It's not enough to have connections. You must open up all the joints. If there is a little blockage, you can't work. If they don't want me to eat this bowl of rice, we will overturn the table."

"Okay!" Xu Maogong is also a smart person. He immediately stated: "Since Nie Shengyuan's death, many of his subordinates have been scattered. If I need them, I can use them."

"That's right!" Wei Hong picked up the chopsticks again to pick up the dishes, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth He said: "If a project of 100 billion yuan is to be implemented, it will inevitably involve all aspects. Where will the steel bars and cement come from? Where will the sand come from? Who will be contacted for project approval? How can an outsider like Sino-Ocean Group handle it?"

"I understand!" Xu Maogong smiled and said: "I will arrange for people to do the work. In addition, Haifeng Village on the west coast of the city is the key development area of ​​this project. The three or four thousand people in the village have to move away. The demolition plan has already been agreed upon, so it seems that they have to discuss it again."

"Are they willing to listen to you?" Wei Hong asked back.

"Your grandfather was kind to Haifeng Village back then." Xu Maogong didn't say much, but just said vaguely: "In short, I will take care of these things, so don't worry."

Wei Hong nodded, suddenly looked at Luo Kun who was standing aside, and said: "Sit down and eat, I will do something later."

"Yeah!"

Luo Kun sat down silently.

He took the bowl and chopsticks from the servant and started to eat.

He didn't ask what he was going to do, but he could guess it.

In recent years, there have been many fights and killings in various places because of competing for projects.

Luo Kun can't do anything else, but he is a first-class killer.

"Are you going to do it directly?" Xu Maogong hesitated and frowned, saying, "With so many eyes watching, it will be a big deal if someone dies. Don't be impulsive!"

"I know!" Wei Hong smiled indifferently, took a sip of champagne beside him, and then muttered to himself, "It's a foolish dream for an outsider to suppress us locally. If he doesn't see some blood, he will think we are just playing house."

That's it!

Wei Hong took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Soon, Song Yichen's cold and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone: "You're looking for me?"

"Yes!" Wei Hong took a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth, then said in a deep voice: "Do me a favor!"

Song Yichen asked back: "The project in the west of Jiangzhou City?"

"Of course!" Wei Hong said lightly: "I want to temporarily stop this project. Can you handle it? If not, I'll find someone else."

"Okay!" Song Yichen answered nonchalantly: "Although our Song family has no business in urban construction and real estate, the asset allocation is mainly some light assets, Internet, and financial industry investments."

"But my grandfather's family has deep connections in all aspects, and my uncle is in charge of this area. I'll call later. You can stop as long as you say."

"Okay, thank you!" Wei Hong hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Turning around, he saw Xu Maogong's expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He was shocked and widened his eyes and said, "Master, do you have any connections in Yanjing?"

"I know some!" Wei Hong shook his head indifferently and said, "I just met a friend. I didn't expect him to be so straightforward. I don't have to look for other people!"

Xu Maogong secretly smacked his lips!

He found that he couldn't understand Wei Hong more and more.

A phone call can stop a 100 billion project.

And if the other party is unwilling to help, can he find other people to intervene?

Good man, this network is too deep, isn't it?

"The Cao family and the Huo family can cover the sky with one hand in the province, but for some people in Yanjing, they are just like ants."

"This kind of projectNow the people below are fighting each other, but the boss only needs to say one word to stop it! "

"If I am not allowed to eat this meal, they can't eat it either!"

Wei Hong explained slowly.

Xu Maogong's depression was swept away, and he was also frightened by such a big deal.

In fact, Wei Hong only needs to stop the project, and others will definitely rush to ask him to participate, but he still refuses to give up and has to make a bigger fuss. It seems that he wants to scare Sino-Ocean Group at once!

"Master, this may not be enough!" Xu Maogong's face flashed a trace of cruelty: "Sino-Ocean Group has money and connections. If we really want to let them catch their breath, these little tricks we play can't do anything to them. Why not..."

"Guo Ming can't die!" Wei Hong shook his head and chuckled: "But it's okay to warn him, you go and get busy first!"

"Okay! "

Xu Maogong nodded.

He stood up with a cane and went downstairs to arrange various matters.

After Luo Kun had eaten and drunk enough, he followed Wei Hong to the study on the second floor.

I witnessed the young boss typing away on the computer, and soon posted a message on a website that was all in English and in black style, and then kept talking and contacting people.

Then!

Wei Hong opened several emails to check the situation.

Then he made a phone call and said, "Professor K, work overtime, the information has been sent to you!"

Hang up the phone!

He stood up again and took out a box from the bookshelf and handed it over.

Luo Kun opened it and found a tactical knife that was all black, slender and sharp, and looked very cool.

"10 o'clock in the evening, on the fifth floor of Jintai Nightclub!" Wei Hong said lightly: "Don't make a scene, and the rest is up to you!"

"Understood! "

Luo Kun nodded expressionlessly.

But when he raised his hand to hold the knife, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, like a bloodthirsty wolf that finally had the chance to show its fangs.

"Snap!"

Wei Hong silently lit a cigar and handed it over.

Luo Kun took it and took a puff, and finally smiled.