Fight to the third generation

Papa Su originally wanted to let his son get in the car and send him directly to the school.

But after thinking about it, during dinner last Friday, Zhao Jiagang rejected the proposal to cooperate in the Hong Kong City real estate project. Anyway, his son is not at a disadvantage, so why bother?

And if the outside world knows that Sihai International has contacts with Donghuang Group, maybe the recent business will be even easier.

Thinking of this, Father Su was even more reluctant to make a move. After Jiang Yu got off the car, he asked Ni Qianli's driver to take him to the golf course.

Due to his lack of experience in dealing with the media, Su Yehao still stood there stupidly, answering the reporters' questions seriously.

However, after Jiang Yu's appearance, the reporters' attention was immediately attracted by her little beauty.

If you read correctly, the two got off the same car, and standing together seemed to be a bit of a beauty, and the Su family was already quite famous... Isn't this also news?

A reporter hurriedly asked: "Young Master Su, is this beautiful lady your girlfriend?"

Another reporter also hurriedly asked: "I remember it was rumored that you are the only child of Su Papi, so who is she, an illegitimate daughter?"

"If it's a girlfriend, did she spend the night with you last night? You are students!"

"..."

Reporters, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

How could they be merciful just because they were interviewing students, they only valued their own jobs and fame, and the gossip about the young and the beautiful, the readers loved it the most.

Hearing these weird questions, Su Yehao's face turned dark, and so did Jiang Yu.

A group of onlookers at the school gate also had an ambiguous face, their eyes wandering between Su Yehao and Jiang Yu.

When a female reporter asked, "What do your family think about this relationship?"

Su Yehao finally couldn't bear it any longer, and explained loudly to the students watching: "Slander! They're slandering me!"

His face was poked by the microphone, and he became more and more upset. Su Yehao pulled Jiang Yu and left, complaining:

"Isn't it just that I'm handsome? Why are there always scandals haunting me these days? Recently, I just want to live a simple and ordinary life, and I don't want to be on the news! Please go back!"

A bunch of reporters were speechless.

They did it on purpose. They wanted to bully Su Yehao, who was young and inexperienced. It was better to break out some breaking news, discuss it in advance, and create a chaotic atmosphere together.

This is a routine used by journalists. When people are in a panic, they are most likely to say things that should not be said.

However, they did not expect to hear the words "simple and ordinary life".

Could it be that the Su family's billions are fake?

Wasn't the chauffeur driving him to school in a Rolls-Royce?

Could it be that the tuition fee of this school is not three to four hundred thousand a year! ?

The reporters fell silent, doubting life.

At the same time, they wondered whether this wealthy young master had any misunderstandings about the eight words "simple" and "ordinary life".

If this is ordinary life, what are their days.

In dire straits, impoverished, not as good as pigs and dogs?

Inexplicably sad.

The sun is shining on the body, and it is not so warm.

When the reporters lamented being distracted, Su Yehao and Jiang Yu had already rushed into the school.

The security guards at the gate had serious expressions, and stopped the reporters who followed, saying that no irrelevant personnel were allowed to set foot in the school, which was a rule.

Jiang Yu's hair was messed up, and it was randomly tied into a ponytail.

When she found out that there was no reporter, she deliberately put a distance of two or three meters away from Su Yehao, and said angrily, "I should really stay at home. It's never good to go out with you."

"I want to say the same thing, beauty is a disaster."

Su Yehao put his hands in his pockets and said as he walked: "The photos were taken by them. I don't know how to arrange them. Every time I go to the newspaper, it is about women. How will people treat me in the future? Where will my old face go?" put?"

Jiang Yu joked: "A certain person said just now that he's just a bit handsome... Ugh!"

"Don't! If you retch in the morning, the classmate will think you're pregnant, and I won't be able to get rid of it even if I jump into the Yellow River."

Jiang Yu was still a little tender for bickering with Su Yehao.

Her face began to swell, she stomped her feet angrily, and stepped into the teaching building faster.

Look at the ponytail flicking and flicking, the short skirt, white socks and small leather shoes, and the slender figure bathed in the sun.

Su Yehao expressed his feelings, and sang in a low voice: "Nostalgia, our youth, took root and sprouted in memory yesterday..."

……

Not long after entering the classroom, I received a call from Ge Banxian.

I just met him yesterday evening, so Su Yehao naturally still has an impression of him.

Come to the corridor.

Su Yehao asked over the phone: "If, I mean if, I have a friend Zhang San... Zhang San doesn't want his father to continue to engage in a business that may lose money, and Zhang San's father is very superstitious. There are many Feng Shui decorations and God of Wealth, so how can we convince him that this business can no longer continue?"

"...Zhang San, what a strange name." Ge Banxian said on the other end of the phone.

The teacher will come to class at any time, Su Yehao hurriedly said: "That's not the point, the point is how to convince him that Feng Shui fortune is broken?"

"It's very simple, just break the Feng Shui pattern. What decorations does Mr. Zhang have at home?"

"There is a gossip mirror at the door, and there are arowanas in the fish tank. Oh, a few days ago, someone said that the north is prosperous. I... my friend's father, so I just moved the room to the north." Su Yehao was afraid of being caught out, so he deliberately moved out of the famous restaurant. Zhang San as a cover.

On the other end of the phone, Ge Banxian continued: "It's a bit tricky. Feng Shui is mysterious and mysterious. It's better to be straightforward...Let Zhang San think of a way to smash the mirror, pinch the dragon fish to death, and then drop the statue of the God of Wealth. Go ahead and tell him what he can't do, and it should have an effect, the most important thing is to rely on me, you understand."

"Understood, as long as I can succeed, I must have a red envelope!"

It is said that everything must be guarded against, and it is difficult to guard against house thieves. Su Yehao found out that this trivial matter is not difficult to deal with, and he suddenly became enlightened and grasped the clue.

Ge Banxian's confused voice came through the phone: "You? Isn't it Zhang San?"

"...Oh, Zhang San and I are in the same group."

……

Chapter 39

Hearing the words "of a group", Ge Banxian's heart trembled.

This is not a good word, thinking that Su Yehao had slipped his tongue, he suddenly had the urge to hang up the phone.

On second thought.

Ge Banxian found that he was about to live on the street, hiccupping the smell of vegetable buns, he had to think about switching to meat buns, and there was no way to return it.

After finally finding a way to make money, he has fallen to this point, so he is still afraid of a ball?

His courage suddenly strengthened.

Ge Banxian smiled strangely, and asked Su Yehao back:

"Looking at you yesterday was not quite right. There was a younger brother by my side. He was a vicious man. He was a gangster, right? Don't worry, I don't ask for details. If I meet an enemy, I have a lot of wild ways to think about bad people's fortune and bad luck. , causing so-and-so bad luck for eight lifetimes, even poisonous tricks that can harm future generations, boss, are you interested?"

Su Yehao was really intimidated for two or three seconds, and then realized something was wrong!

Harm to future generations?Eight lifetimes of blood mold! ?

your sister's.

How cool is that.

After finally changing luck, I met a very rich parent, and the happy life has not passed for a few days, how can I put shit on my head at this time?

Although he didn't really believe it, Su Yehao still held the phone and said decisively: "Bah bah bah! It's your fault, Zhang San is my brother!"

"understand!"

Just when he thought that the other party really understood, he heard Ge Banxian continue to say: "Good brother, robbery of wealth or robbery? Different ways of seeking are different."

"...Just asking you something, why are there so many dramas? Hang up, guess again and be careful, I will get back the 100 yuan! Let's talk next time, I will prepare first."

Su Yehao immediately hung up the phone.

Back to sitting in the classroom, my mind was full of thinking about how to perform this scene well.

It can be said that whether he can successfully persuade his old man to return the funds as soon as possible will directly determine whether he can save many years of struggle, and Su Yehao will inevitably be very concerned.

The next table is empty.

Su Yehao left first last night, while Huang Zewen continued to play in the bar, making trouble until early this morning before returning home.

The guy doesn't come to class from time to time, and the teacher is used to it.

It doesn't matter at all, and it can't be controlled.

Su Yehao thought that he could only use small means to influence his father to make a decision, or make a scene at home, playing tricks like throwing up and down.

It used to be just a small overseer.

The biggest person I have ever seen is nothing more than just filling in with the crowd around the real estate agent, and I am not even qualified to help carry bags.

It is indeed too difficult for him to intervene in a billion-dollar business, to play some kind of conspiracy and tricks.

What's more, he didn't perform well before, he's just an idle second-generation ancestor who can't do anything, spends No. 1, and has already disappointed his father.

So much so that now, no matter what he said in front of Father Su, he felt that his son was talking nonsense.

After all, the financial crisis sweeping Southeast Asia has not yet come, and the market is booming.

The few real estate projects with huge investment in Hong Kong City have basically entered the final stage, and a small number of them have been sold in advance one after another.

It is the time when the peaches are ripe.

Father Su would not easily decide to let go just because of his son's "crazy words".

therefore.

Su Yehao felt that this matter was tricky, but he was right.

But in fact, by accident, the Huang family actually attracted the initiative to join in and began to "help".A group of people jumped up and down, investigating the Su family's business in Hong Kong City and Singapore, and prepared to seize the opportunity to attack the Su family.

Regarding all this, Su Yehao didn't know about it for the time being, and continued to be in distress during class.

Bullets are flying...

……

Around ten o'clock in the morning.

Huang Zewen, who didn't go to class, had already accompanied his father to Hong Kong City.

The reason why he came to Hong Kong City was because Huang Jinfei, the father, tossed and turned last night, obsessed with Su's several good properties in Hong Kong City.

So much so that I set off early in the morning and rushed over by yacht, euphemistically called "inspection in advance".

A yacht of more than 20 meters long.

The words "Hong Fu Qi Tian" are printed on the hull, which is also the name of the yacht.

Golden Fat has no culture at all, and he likes to show off. He is standing on the deck of a yacht at the moment, with buildings along the Victoria Harbor on both sides, and there are many high-rise buildings.

Shortly after.

Stretching out his fat palm, Huang Jinfei pointed to the building on the hillside in the distance, and said with a smile: "That real estate was developed by the Su family. I inspected it once when I got the land. When we go back, the property market will definitely collapse, so we are not willing to ask for a high price, and let Su pick up a bargain for nothing."

"How many buildings are there in light yellow? How many sets are there in total?"

Huang Zewen asked.

He drank all night and only slept for more than three hours so far. He had been on a boat for a long time, and he just vomited once.

His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he deliberately pretended to be fine so as not to be scolded by his own father.

Huang Jinfei looked up and stared at the real estate in the distance, and blurted out:

"Five buildings, each with 28 floors, more than 200 units in total, aimed at those rich people. If I can take them at a low price, the market prospect will be very good. Even if I keep them in my hand and keep collecting rent, there will be no shortage Wealthy tenants can use it as a family heirloom until your grandson's grandson's generation."

Huang Zewen then asked: "Go ashore later to have a look?"

"Of course I'm going, I came here today for this purpose, I want to find a chance to eat them!"

A sense of pride surged from the bottom of his heart, and Jin Fei lit a cigar.

He exhaled thick smoke, with a smile on his lips, patted the fence of the yacht, and continued to say: