Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Fuji Restaurant.

"Boss Bai, let me tell you everything."

Liu Yanlu has a good-looking appearance and dark complexion. He looks like a simple old farmer.

Although the words were addressed to Bai Yuanshan, his eyes fell on the young man with a round face.

"Although Fuji is a century-old brand, he is just a businessman and doesn't have much face among the officials."

Bai Feifei felt a little distressed when she saw Bai Yuanshan's haggard and cautious appearance.

In the past, she only knew how to enjoy the generous life brought by her parents, but she never knew that they were outside and often had to lower their heads and ask for help everywhere.

"Brother Liu, you might as well say it bluntly. I guarantee that these words today will rot in my stomach."

There was a wry smile on Bai Yuanshan's face. Whether Liu Yanlu's words were an excuse or true, he had to at least give him some assurance.

Feifei finally managed to find the Xie family to come forward to facilitate this meeting. He must take advantage of the situation to ask clearly.

"Jingchuan Department." Liu Yanlu stretched out two fingers and lowered his voice, "And this."

Bai Yuanshan's whole body felt like he was struck by lightning.

Xie Tian was still looking at Bai Feifei's profile from time to time, and when he saw this gesture, he felt a little unbelievable.

"Impossible." Bai Yuanshan's voice was filled with bitterness and his tone was extremely stiff. "I have been keeping to myself all these years. How could I possibly offend him?"

Xie Heng is the first, and it is self-evident who Liu Yanlu is the second.

This is also the reason why Xie Tian wanted his father to help the Bai family, but was rejected.

"Ahem." Liu Yanlu coughed twice and retracted his hand, as if nothing happened, "I didn't say anything."

"You just made a gesture clearly." Bai Feifei's eyes widened, and she didn't understand why the other party was so secretive about what she said, as if she was shady.

"Uncle Liu, it's already come to this, you might as well say a few more words."

Xie Tian saw that Bai Feifei's words made Liu Yanlu's face turn blue, and he thought about how to smooth things over.

"My father will not know what happened today, and Uncle Bai will not bother you again."

Liu Yanlu stroked his tea bowl and sighed after a while.

"Chu Jichuan's only son, Chu Tianqi."

When Bai Feifei heard the name, she couldn't control her emotions instantly: "Isn't Chu Tianqi dead?"

She didn't expect that this guy not only drugged herself, but also had evil intentions towards the Bai family.

"In the beginning, Chu Tianqi just wanted to lower the price and take away the project from your father's hands."

Liu Yanlu briefly explained a few sentences and then said.

"Later, due to some special reasons, it was decided to completely let the renovation project go unfinished, resulting in no one taking over, which aroused public outrage..."

"When the project is unfinished, not only the reconstruction projects in Anping District will be affected, but also the progress of reconstruction plans in other areas."

"No matter who the contractor is, this will be the consequence. It is not just for the Bai family."

Having said this, he had a somewhat sad expression on his face. He immediately picked up the tea cup and gestured towards Bai Yuanshan opposite.

Although Bai Yuanshan's thoughts were extremely complicated, he still stood up when he saw the other party's actions.

Seeing that his daughter wanted to ask more questions, he easily pulled her up.

"I won't say any more polite words." He cupped his hand towards Liu Yanlu, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, "Replace the wine with tea, thank you for reminding me."

Watching the three people leave, Liu Yanlu clicked his tongue: "This Bai Yuanshan is also a character, it's a pity..."

……

The 28th floor of Jingchuan Building.

Libert knelt on his knees, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and there were bloody marks on his handsome face.

The sunlight shining into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows was very warm, but his mood was as gray as ashes.

If he had once dreamed of sitting on the top floor of Jingchuan Building and scolding Fang Qiu, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watching the ants coming and going below, then now he just wants to escape from this ghost place.

The short middle-aged man with white hair standing in front of the window said nothing, so much so that Libert suppressed the pain and did not even dare to utter a little cry.

He lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Show him." After a while, Chu Jichuan ordered the man in a black suit with serious eyes in the room.

His voice was hoarse and he sounded a little tired.

The man in a black suit turned around, picked up a stack of paper from the luxurious mahogany desk, and threw it directly in Libert's face.

Libert hurriedly held the paper with both hands and flipped through it tremblingly.

This is a very detailed call record and text message details.

It wasn't until the sound of turning paper stopped that Chu Jichuan spoke again.

"Have you finished reading?" He continued without waiting for Libert's reply.

"Tell me after you finish reading, what gift do you want to prepare for Du Yang?"

"Tell me again, where did he go the night before yesterday?"

Libert felt a salty taste in his mouth, but he didn't even dare to vomit blood. He knelt on the ground with a muffled voice and kowtowed hard.

"Master Chu, I don't know, I really don't know."

He hit his forehead on the tiles with a loud thumping sound, and was immediately covered with blood.

"It has sunk." Chu Jichuan took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

The man in black walked toward Libert silently, his eyes so cold that he seemed to be looking at a dead man.

"Master Chu! I say! I say!" Libert knelt on the ground and dragged his legs back on the ground. His knees rubbed against the tiles, leaving two blood marks on them. "I just want to borrow 200 million from Mr. Du!"

"The gift mentioned in the message is my girlfriend!"

Libert wailed, extremely frightened.

Chu Jichuan suddenly raised his hand to stop the man in black and walked up to Li Bot, his eyes not sharp.

"Why did you borrow money from him? Who is your girlfriend?"

He didn't know whether these things were related to Du Yang's death, or whether he could follow the clues to find out who was behind it and wanted to target the Jingchuan Group.

But the Li Bot in front of him was the last person Du Yang had contacted with his mobile phone.

Chu Jichuan had no choice but to pry his mouth open first.

"I went to Royal No. 5 to watch boxing some time ago and lost all my money." Seeing the man in black stop, Libert said with a sigh of relief as if he were pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

"I borrowed money from others and couldn't repay it, so I thought about asking my girlfriend to accompany Mr. Du and ask him to lend me 200 million for an emergency."

"These words are all true. I have never done anything except borrow money."

Li Bot's eloquence was all about treating women. In front of Chu Jichuan, he was like a mouse meeting a cat.

Royal No. 5, Chu Jichuan's eyes were dazed for a moment. He had also gone to see Black Fist.

That kind of fist-to-flesh, bloody scene is indeed easy to make people's hearts swell.

Chu Jichuan could see that Li Bot was frightened out of his wits and had no guts to lie, so he was about to wave his hand and ask the man in black to throw him out when his cell phone suddenly rang.

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Who could contact him at this time without calling his office phone number?

He calmly picked up his phone from the desk. The name was beating with the music, making his heart beat as well.

Qi Lao.