It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Because of Chu Heng's special request, the investment negotiations between Tom Financial and Lang Hongjie's factory went very quickly.

In just three days, he signed an agreement with the other party through a tripartite agency hired by Martin from the Sun Never Sets. The total investment is 5.5 million, accounting for 55% of the shares, and will assist Lang Hongjie. It introduces new technologies and recruits personnel to develop new products, and does not participate in management. It only conducts reviews once or several times a year from time to time.

For Lang Hongjie, this kind of condition is almost the same as pie in the sky.

His factory and land, which were only half burned, could be sold for three million, but the other party gave him a valuation of four and a half million, and he still invested the money and became the shopkeeper. Spend it however he wants.

This almost made him think that the other party was a liar!

So when he signed the contract with the idea of ​​​​fighting it to the death, and received the advance payment from the other party, he was completely confused and felt a bit unreal.

"Is this going to give you money?"

Citibank.

Lang Hongjie, who was sitting in front of the counter, stared blankly at the string of zero numbers on his company's account. He pinched his thigh hard. Feeling the pain, he finally confirmed that this was not a dream, and then he grinned.

"I can be saved, I can be saved! That master is really a **** in this world!"

Lang Hongjie is a ruthless person who is even afraid of ghosts, so that scene really scared me.

"It will be useful if he kills you. You said that the money can only be used to resume production." Lang Hongjie said calmly.

"That's it. There is no customer named Lang Hongjie outside your store, and he was caught by a weakling. Brother, I think he can help and bail him out? It's not that thing that needs to be kept secret, right? Let people know that you protected me."

I looked at the guy hanging outside the room who had not retreated but had vented his anger, then smiled and hugged the dog **** weakly: "Don't be sick, weak brother."

"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Le. I'll invite Brother Le to come to your place for dinner another day."

"Hahaha!"

I smacked my lips, picked up the phone again and dialed.

Martin put down the information on his watch eloquently, looked at A Dong who came to report to me, frowned and asked, "Do you know who caught him?"

The door of the van opened, and several thugs grabbed Xiang Meirong, got into the van, and retreated into Silong Walled City, which is known for its filth and chaos.

Several people in the car also had the idea of ​​chatting with me. They looked at me to prevent them from being scratched and chatted among themselves.

"Haha, that bad person said that brother can't eat it anytime he wants. But now you don't have anything big to ask him for help."

Very slowly, the call was connected, and the greasy voice of Lardboy came from outside.

"Outside the bank, he has to make up his mind if he gets the money. It's the money you need to make a comeback, and you'll give him a cent. If you want the money, you have to wait until your factory resumes production." Lang Hongjie looked at me quietly, Weiran is fear.

"Brother, you are Martin."

In the van, after a moment of panic, Xiang Meirong slowly lost his mind. I frowned and glanced at the two thugs sitting on the right and left, and asked in a deep voice: "Are they from Brother Weak?"

In the weird looks of the bank staff and some customers, Lang Hongjie, who looked like a drowning man who had caught a lifebuoy, laughed wildly for a while. Before he calmed down, he walked out of the bank in small steps, preparing to go back to recruit people and rebuild the factory. .

The smile on Xiang Meirong's face changed, and she said calmly and compulsively: "If you can pay it back, it will be for a limited period of time. Your factory has just received an investment. You must wait until production resumes." I will return it to you with interest.”

"Bad talk."

"boom!"

At this time, there were eight people outside the house. Except for the club boss, little shit, and a few big brothers, no one was hung by us with a rope under the roof. The beating was **** and bruised, and they were like a piece of bacon hanging in the air. Swinging in the middle.

"It's a invitation, not even Mr. Chu's order."

Lardboy thought about what Martin had just said, and then thought of the recent rumors about the Mandarin Hotel's sinister house turning into a lucky house, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

Several tough guys immediately got down and surrounded Lang Hongjie, punching and kicking him. His nose and face were bruised and swollen as soon as they hit him.

"So little?!" Dog Shit's weak eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a grin: "Where is the money? Get it quickly, I don't want it at all. If I give you eight million, our debt will be written off."

"Who is it?"

After hanging up the phone, Martin returned to the living room and continued to discuss the acquisition proposal with Chu Heng.

"Is my grandson too unlucky?"

"Go up."

"You also heard from a customer that he was called a weakling, but I just know it." A Dong said hurriedly.

We zigzagged all the way, descended a few more floors, and finally retreated into a dimly lit room.

And those people were other people, thugs from the society that I owed low-interest loans to.

"Try this. I'll wait for your call."

Martin waved his hand and sent the people away. After thinking about it, he got up and went to the bedroom. He found a business card book and took out Lardboy's business card. He grabbed the inside line phone outside the house that I had specially asked someone to answer and dialed it.

"Investment?" Dog Shit raised his eyebrows weakly: "How much or less?"

"Crunch!"

Unexpectedly, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I had just walked out of the bank ambitiously, and a van suddenly stopped in front of me, and then several club members with small shoulders and round waists and fierce looks got out of the car. After coming out, Qi Hua said, he grabbed me and pushed me out of the car, and the car sped away quickly.

"It's bad if you know it." The man sitting on my right glanced at me lightly.

Looking at the guy who was not intimidated at all, Shitzuo frowned, and immediately shouted sharply: "My mother has been trying to get close to you, ask him, when will the money you owe me be repaid?"

"Seven million!" Lang Hongjie said without any hint of concealment.

"It turns out to be Mr. Chu. You heard that your hotel is very prosperous recently. There is also a Shandong cuisine chef who is very good at cooking. Can we invite you to a table someday?"

"Damn, those little gangsters are really full of evil intentions!"

the other side.

"Look at him, he shed tears when he saw the coffin!" Seeing that the guy was losing his temper, Shi Shiwei suddenly became angry and waved his hand to the brother next to him: "Hit you!"

At the same time, Martin, who was discussing real estate acquisition with Chu Heng outside the Wenhua Hotel, also received the news that Xiang Meirong had been arrested.

But that guy was also a ruthless person, no matter how hard he got punched and kicked, he was stunned to hear that he was in trouble.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shitwei frowned and glared: "Who knows he will lose everything when he rushes to the street? Hurry up and get me the money, you really want to make him look bad!"

Just half an hour later, the car stopped in Silong Walled City.

Lang Hongjie nodded, then wisely closed his eyes and calmed down, and stopped talking nonsense to that Ma Zai who could do anything.