Rise to the top - Chapter 1737

While Dou Yifan and Li Muyun were celebrating their achievements in bed, Lin Haoran, the current helmsman of Lin Haoran, the general manager of Lin Haoran, was in dire straits. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, Lin Haoran was still staying in the office of the general manager of Hongguang Electronics headquarters. This was purely the matter of the sun rising from the west. However, after this TV speech by Ou Yaoguo, Secretary of the Zhouning Municipal Party Committee, Lin Haoran felt that the sun rising from the west had already happened.

After draining two packets of Greater China in the office, Lin Haoran struggled to call Liu Dezhi, but Liu Dezhi did not answer. He tried to find Liu Dezhi's home phone number again. Liu Dezhi's wife answered the phone number and said that Liu Dezhi had not returned home yet. Lin Haoran was not Wen Xiaolong or Dou Yifan after all. He did not expect a fact that the secretary was specifically answering the leader's phone number, so he didn't know that the phone number of the mayor's secretary could be called to the mayor's phone number. When he sent him an email to tell him that Liu Dezhi, who was located in the north of the city, had no news, but Lin Haoran's creditors were chasing him one and two behind him. Such days made Lin Haoran frightened, not only did he lose his appetite, but he didn't even have any desire.

"Mr. Lin, Boss Liu has called you in person." Lin Haoran's maid Zheng Liubing came in from outside the door, holding a mobile phone in his hand and covering the paint tube in the other hand, and whispered to Lin Haoran.

"Which boss Liu?" Lin Haoran woke up from all kinds of frustration, pressed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ashtray on the table, and asked casually.

"Liu Jingui, the big boss of Ye** bar, Liu Jingui." Zheng Liubing's answer was very clear. When he was about to hand over the phone in his hand, he saw Lin Haoran suddenly retracting his palm as if he was scalded by boiling water.

"Tell him, I'm not here!" Lin Haoran lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and ordered.

"I have told Boss Liu, but he said it's best to find you to answer the phone, otherwise he will find you in person." Zheng Liubing was a little aggrieved. He was really not used to such a mysterious and mysterious speech.

"My second, I'll support you big fools, white-collar workers' salaries, and have a meal! Get out!" Lin Haoran was in a very bad mood. He grabbed his cell phone, covered the paint tube and roared at Zheng Liubing, letting people go as far as they can.

"Hey, Boss Liu, hello! Hello! Sorry, I was in the bathroom just now... Yes! Yes! How could this happen? How could I not listen to Brother Liu's call? Yes, yes... You misunderstood, misunderstood, really, I didn't lie to you..." Lin Haoran's humble speech at the other end of the phone clearly reached Zheng Liubing's ears, which made him, a small bodyguard, droop the corners of his mouth, and seemed to have a good expectation of his future fate of being beaten.

Liu Bing silently lowered his eyelids and turned to the door. When he walked outside the door, he happened to meet another bodyguard, Ma Xiaocong, who came back from the bathroom. The two of them quickly started to mutter outside the door.

"Liu Jingui is here to collect the bill?" Ma Xiaocong was big and thick. Seeing Zheng Liubing come out of it with a look of bad luck, he asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's the third time! If you can't pay back the money this time, hehe, I think we'd better pack up the package in advance and leave. Otherwise, even we will suffer." Zheng Liubing took out the cigarette box, handed a piece to Ma Xiaocong, and also lowered his voice and complained.

"The first one to be beaten by then must be us. Do you think we can still escape? I heard that Liu Jingui rarely asks for the account himself, unless... unless the boss really can't stand this time." Ma Xiaocong took the cigarette, and the two got together to light the cigarette, began to speak in a low voice, and smoke quietly.

"He lost all the money. I heard that Yinyue's land was also sold. Last time I borrowed more than one million from Shan Zhizhen's boss, and went to Macau once and came back empty-handedly. What else can you do this time? Can Liu Jingui let him go?" Zheng Liubing took a sudden sip of cigarette, and it took him a long time to slowly exhale a light cigarette.

"He can't watch him be beaten to death, right? I heard that Boss Lin has valued him very much recently. He is extremely declining and always has someone to protect him!" Ma Xiaocong felt that Zheng Liubing was a little worried, so he immediately refuted and comforted himself.

"That might be, maybe Boss Lin won't help him this time. Have you heard of the old city renovation project? I heard that Lin's Real Estate has bet all its assets on the north side of the city this time, but the news has not been very good in the past two days. Tonight, there was a news broadcast, saying yes..." Zheng Liubing's voice became lower and lower, so low that only he and Ma Xiaocong could hear it.

"What are you doing? Where is that beast?" Just as the two bodyguards were whispering, a group of people walked over the corridor, and the leader was Lin Zhengjun, the boss mentioned by Ma Xiaocong and Zheng Liubing. He looked as if he had turned pale and asked in a cold voice.

"Boss Lin, you... why are you here? Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin is here, inside." As soon as he saw Lin Zhengjun's lengthened donkey face, Ma Xiaocong's legs immediately trembled. He stammered and answered Lin Zhengjun's question, and pointed to the general manager's office behind him.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhengjun walked towards the office door, raised his foot and kicked the general manager's office open, frightening Lin Haoran, who was talking nicely to Liu Jingui on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, dad, why are you here?" Lin Haoran had no time to say anything to Liu Jingui, so he hung up the phone. He quickly walked to Lin Zhengjun and sneered with a wry smile.

"You nerd! What good things have you done, you?" Before Lin Haoran could gain a foothold, Lin Zhengjun swept his face with a big slap.

"Dad...what's wrong with me? Why are you hitting me?" Lin Haoran, who was ruthlessly slapped by Lin Zhengjun, plucked himself with courage, covered his left face with aggrieved look on his face and questioned his father.

"You still have the face to ask me? What's going on in the renovation of the old city? Why did you invest all your funds in the north of the city? Who did you receive the wind from? Do you know how many millions of Lin will lose this time? All the houses you put away are garbage, garbage, and all the garbage of Tama! You... you idiot, a idiot who can't do anything more than to make trouble! You can't even learn the wiseness of your brother. You are a useless beast of Tama!" Lin Zhengjun's big hand raised high and whipped Lin Haoran in a scattered face.
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