Su Mu hung up the phone a little depressed, and Jiang Wangshu called again.

He found out all the details of Han Houde and several others.

For this call, Su Mu turned on the loudspeaker function.

"This Han Houde doesn't have much money. He claims to have tens of billions of assets, but the bank loan is only 3.5 billion. If you scroll through the real estate and other things, it would be good if he could have 5 billion. Do you like this money?"

Han Houde knelt on the ground, covered in chaff.

Who is this?

A phone call? Investigate your background thoroughly.

Su Mu said angrily:

"His great son actually destroyed my barbecue stall. I want him to compensate me for the leeks."

Jiang Wangshu laughed and cursed:

"Naughty."

Then he reported the net worth of several other people. They all claimed to be worth nearly 10 billion, but in fact they were only around 3 billion.

If you scroll through it, the total amount is less than 20 billion, and most of it is real estate.

Su Mu's face turned a little ugly on the spot.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wangshu sneered:

"How can you pack a big clove of garlic if you don't have money? It's a waste of my expression."

After saying that, he patted his butt directly and returned to Xie Yutong.

The few pseudo-rich people who were still standing were so frightened that they almost urinated and pooped. Their buttocks were trembling, and they felt as if the breeze was blowing, and it was chilling to their bones.

No matter how hot the sun is, it can't dispel the coldness in their hearts.

This is really like returning to the pre-liberation period after decades of hard work.

Han Youlin and several rich second generations were completely confused.

One of the middle-aged men laughed nervously, closed his eyes, and fell straight down, with no one around to support him.

The legal team following them all lowered their heads, eager to find a hole and dive right in.

What a bunch of little beasts.

How dare I provoke such a person.

The thoughts in the minds of the rich are rare and unified.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have given birth to him in the first place. Wouldn't it be better to shoot him directly against the wall?

Han Houde felt the deepest.

He collapsed to the ground, sweat flowing down his body like a waterfall.

In no time, I was already soaked all over.

But he didn't dare to stand up at all, and he didn't have the strength to stand up.

A friend beside me cried and asked:

"Old Han, think of something quickly."

Han Houde laughed miserably, his face turned ashen:

"What can you think of? What else can you think of? These beasts, that Zhang Qing... damn it!"

He suddenly laughed ferociously and said through gritted teeth:

"Even if I do, I will bite that bastard to death one by one."

Han Houde already hated Zhang Qing to the core.

He knew that his sons and others must have been bewitched by Zhang Qing to do such a thing.

To begin with, who can you blame?

Before this happened, who among them didn't think that as long as they relied on young people, they would be profitable in the future?

What to do now?

Survive with a broken arm?

But……!

Listen to other people's voices.

Twenty billion is a waste of people’s expressions.
Chapter completed!