For many people in Langya City, August 16, 2007, it was extremely thrilling.

During the day, Yang Haiwei rode back to the unit as usual. When he arrived at the gate, his expression had returned to his usual condition, gentle and calm, smiling at everyone, nodding to the door post that saluted him, greeting each other with the employees passing by, and greeting him all the way to the office.

The vice president of the group rushed over and asked him with concern how he was doing during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Then he returned to the topic: "Can the elderly work be done? You also know that the situation of our company is here, and the city leaders are under pressure, so we must not ignore it!"

Yang Haiwei said steadily: "I have already negotiated with the director of the demolition office and will move out within three days."

The vice president breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "This is great! I just said, the old man is reasonable and will not make you embarrassed! In this way, you don't have to sit on the shift these days, and focus on getting this done first."

"Okay!" Yang Haiwei's mood was not abnormal. After sending the vice president out, he closed the door and took out a May 4 pistol with discolored surfaces from the drawer, disassembled it into parts and spread it on the glass table, and began to clean and scrub it the same way.

He went to and from get off work as usual throughout the day, which disappointed the people who were secretly stalking and surveillance.

When the lights were on at night, all the news was summarized into the Tianzi private room of Xinghui Club in the development zone. When Mr. Lu was in front of him, he was drinking and singing K with the representative of the Bangzi. He slapped the table in annoyed manner and shouted loudly: "Can you idiots use your brains? I'm going to demolish his house and drive him out. This is almost the revenge of killing my father. They can still work as usual. If you purchase goods, you think they are all saints!"

The clay people are all angry. No matter how they look at the Yang family, they say that they are bullied to the scalp, and they don’t even say that they are honest people who are spitting on their faces. Old Yangtou, Yang Haiwei, Yang Hao, and Yang Haixin, one of them counts, and they say that they swallow their anger just under pressure. Who believes it!

If a cat is anxious, he can catch people, and if a rabbit is anxious, he can kick eagles. If the Yang family dares to take the stance of death together during the day, will it be so easy to surrender?

A bunch of dog legs was sweating profusely when scolded. She lowered her head and let Young Master Lu spit out their faces. They all held their energy in their hearts and turned around and vented on the Yang family!

In fact, they didn't know that Young Master Lu just realized that the so-called abnormality of things is a monster. Although he is arrogant and domineering, he is also the third-ranked figure in the city. His thinking is as sharp as he can't even notice this abnormality, and he will have to kill his father!

He held two cool and cool stick representatives who accompanied the wine girl up and down. He drank the mouth and his eyes were crooked and his ears were red. He took several beats to react before he could react. He asked in poor Chinese: "What happened? Mr. Lu, is there any trouble with the demolition work?"

Mr. Lu's expression immediately changed back and laughed: "Nothing is true! I am teaching them how to start and end things well. Don't relax your vigilance if you feel that you have some achievements. Reliance on Jin!"

The representative of the stick gave him a thumbs up: "Mr. Lu teaches his subordinates a lesson, he looks very much like our big boss Mr. Park! He is very manly and Simida!"

Mr. Lu waved his hand modestly: "Excessive award! Excessive award! My current achievements are far from comparable to Mr. Park!"

But he cursed in his heart: "You are so arrogant! I am a noble man from China. Is it your turn to comment on me? If I hadn't borrowed more money to get some money from your skin, I wouldn't have time to pay attention to you! "

Why did they curse in their hearts? It seemed to be a little merciless on the surface. But just as they were drunk, Yang Haiwei suddenly pushed open the door of the private room and sat opposite Mr. Lu with a cold face. His sharp eyes swept the drinkers: "You all go out, I have something to talk to Mr. Lu!"

The drinkers have met many so-called elder brothers on the road, but no one can make their bodies cold and their hair stand up! They immediately trembled all over and stood up in panic.

The following followers were stunned for a moment, and after coming to their senses, they were all furious! Well, I played us during the day, but I hadn't gone to settle the score with you yet, but I actually came to the door to the door at night, which was simply asking for death!

Hulala stood up at No. 7 or 8, and was about to whisper and scream and was about to take action.

However, Mr. Lu felt an extremely dangerous aura from Yang Haiwei, as if it was an angry lion, ready to send the calm before the provocative hyena. Once it broke out, the corpse would spread all over the field and blood would flow all over the ground!

He knew very well how terrible lethal it would be if a person who had great abilities but had tolerated for many years would have an attack! Especially for this old guy who is the best in the army, who knows whether they have ever had any human life? It is so close that everyone has the enemy country. He is a rich man, but he doesn't want to burn his clay pots and jade!

Mr. Lu hurriedly waved his hand to stop his subordinates and waved them out. Several loyal people wanted to persist, but he scolded them out: "Get out of here! There is no price for you at all!"

The subordinates left reluctantly. Young Master Lu was about to let the confused Representative Jin go to the bathroom first, or dance and sweat when he got out of the field, wake up and drink, and come back to have fun. Yang Haiwei raised his hand: "He stays, what I want to say is to be in front of you two."

Mr. Lu vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart. He knew best that once those who had the idea made up and then moved, they were often shocking. There was no stupid person in the Yang family. Maybe there would be a variable tonight!

Representative Jin seemed to understand it, stood up and screamed: "Mr. Lu, what's going on? Didn't you say that it's done? Why did he come here? I really doubt the sincerity of your company's cooperation with our group! This project..."

Young Master Lu was embarrassed and was about to explain, and Yang Haiwei grabbed Jin's thin neck with his right hand. He pinched him like a duck and kept the rest in his stomach.

"Shut up! It's not your turn to speak!"

He turned his head to stare at Mr. Lu, and said clearly: "Mr. Lu! The total investment of the Mashan Golf Club project and the earthwork project is 30 million yuan, and you have received one-third of it. The demolition compensation for the small village is 10.53 million, and you have only given less than six million! The affiliated hotel project is planned to invest 250 million yuan, and you want to account for 10% of the shares. I am right about these numbers?"

Mr. Lu's face changed drastically. He glanced at him and his eyes turned pale. He tried his best to break Yang Haiwei's arm with both hands, but he was futile to shake a tree like a flock. He always claimed that he was not panicking and could not hold back his strength. The corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did you get these data?"

Yang Haiwei smiled faintly: "You probably don't know that Shengrui Group had secretly agreed on a cooperation agreement with Haijiao City a week ago, and finally decided to build two stadiums with nine holes in front and back! The reason why it was not announced was that it planned to create momentum with the first phase of the Zhang Dabao Memorial Hall project two days later to form a joint effect! And this so-called representative of Jin."

He let go of his hand, wiped the towel on the table, folded it and put it back, and said in a calm tone: "I am just a native who pretends to be a stick! These days, he has gained a lot of benefits from you? In fact, his stick boss is not unaware of his actions, but he does not stop him. Maybe, you actually know the inside story, just plan to make a little bit before it is exposed?"

Mr. Lu's face turned black with a forced smile. He stood up suddenly and pointed at the representative Jin and shouted loudly: "The surname is Jin! Is what he said the truth?"

Representative Kim couldn't hide his panic and covered his neck and screamed: "He's talking nonsense! There's nothing like that! %&×(&%￥.”... A series of stick words sprayed out.

Yang Haiwei took out the pistol from his waist with his backhand, pushed it to his forehead, and pulled a fire from the trigger, shouting: "Is that true? I count three! three! two!"

Representative Jin was immediately scared and screamed: "I said it! It's true! I'm not from Bangzi Chinese! I'm from Nagada, my hometown in Wudaogou...!"

As soon as the tone came out, Mr. Lu completely exploded. He picked up a Budweiser and smashed it at his forehead, slamming it and cursed: "I'm fucking the next door! I'm so big, I've never made anyone play like this! If you're surnamed Jin, don't want to leave Langya City! Otherwise, I'm not named Lu!"

Yang Haiwei put away his gun, stood up and dodged to the side. The door of the private room rumbling and rumbling opened from outside. The No. 7 and 8 follower led six security guards holding batons rushed in with a fierce look and were about to attack him.

Mr. Lu hurriedly stopped drinking and pointed at the representative of Jin: "Beat this bastard to death!"

The followers were a little confused. You two called each other brothers just now, and you wished you could knock on the ground one by one. Why did you want to die in the blink of an eye? The one named Yang is the right one!

Without them, Jin's head was bleeding and his mouth was foaming. Lu Shaoyou felt unhappy and raised his hand and another bottle, completely knocking him out. Fire thorn waved his hand: "Drag him out! Find a place to lock him up first, and I will settle the score with him later!"

After driving the person away again, Mr. Lu stroked his messy long hair, squeezed out an ugly smile, and bowed to Yang Haiwei: "Mr. Yang, it's all my mistakes that happened in the past! Fortunately, there has not been a big friction yet, and I don't think we have a grudge. Can you give me a clear idea..."

Yang Haiwei knew what he was going to say and smiled faintly: "You don't need to ask the source of the news, and I don't need to get anything from you. I'll give you a special sentence. Tomorrow morning, Haijiao City will hold a signing ceremony in advance. You have less than 10 hours left for your response time."
Chapter completed!