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Chapter 583 Someone Came to Rob?(1/2)

Chapter 583 Someone is coming to rob?

"No wonder! It turns out that Dr. Han was promoted to President Han."

"Hehehe... Baishi Village Hospital will definitely be very famous in the future. Wherever you go quietly, you will be the famous President Han."

"Is there a happy thing that I can't have two drinks to celebrate?"

Everyone congratulated Han Jing one after another.

Zhang Fan said that he wanted to set up a hospital, which was definitely a foregone conclusion.

There is no doubt that Han Jing was promoted to President Han.

"Then... have two drinks."

Zhang Fan agreed with a smile.

Although this matter has not been written in one word, if Zhang Fan wants to do it, it must be fine.

Anyway, I'm all happy, so it's just right to have two drinks.

Su Rong brought red wine and white wine, and everyone drank it separately.

After drinking and eating, everyone went upstairs to sleep after packing the dishes.

the next day.

Zhang Fan came to Huairen Hall early.

"Aunt, the bank in the town just called me and said that the five million we wanted was ready."

"You, Tianhao, Yangyang, and Xiaokang, go and get it back together."

Zhang Fan stayed in Wan Qian's office. After receiving a call from the town bank, he quickly arranged it.

"good!"

Wan Qian agreed immediately.

Although Qingshan Town is not far from Baishi Village.

It is basically impossible for someone to grab money halfway.

But just in case, Zhang Fan still asked Hong Tianhao, Feng Yang and Wu Xiaokang to go together.

One more person, one more guarantee.

Hong Tianhao was driving the tank of Zhang Fan at 800.

Wan Qian sat in the passenger seat, and Wu Xiaokang and Feng Yang sat in the back seat.

Come to the bank in the town.

It was He Yunna who handled the withdrawal business for them.

Because the appointment was made long ago, the whole process went very smoothly.

"Xiaoqian, I really envy you. I send you millions of bonuses at the end of the year."

When he left, He Yunna didn't forget to make a joke.

Of course, envy is true.

Millions of cash are distributed to everyone, but it is not a small amount.

Zhang Fan's grandeur once again refreshed her cognition.

"It's all Xiaofan's intentions, we just did it."

"But Xiaofan has never owed anyone to the villagers in the village."

After just a little chat or two, a box of cash was moved to the car.

Wan Qian said hello and took the bus back again.

On the way back to Baishi Village.

"Aunt Xiaoqian, five million in cash is really a lot. I feel that the car is much heavier."

"I have never seen so much money in my life. Good, Brother Fan really opened my eyes."

"Who isn't it? I didn't expect Brother Fan to be so generous, he would give us millions at will."

Whether it is Feng Yang or Wu Xiaokang, they all feel unreal when facing so much cash behind the car.

The first time in my life I have seen so much money.

It was so dazzling to them.

Even Hong Tianhao is not much better than the two of them.

Although it is hundreds of thousands or millions, Hong Tianhao can spend as much flowers as he can.

But it was the first time he had seen it all converted into cash.

"Hehehe... do you think it's the first time you've seen so much cash?"

"I'm not yet!"

Wan Qian covered her mouth and laughed.

Although she is Huairentang's financial department, she can earn tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars every day.

He even cared about the tens of millions of profits of Huairentang every day.

But it was just a number after all, and it was placed on the screen, looking cold.

It's far less impactful than this bundle of cash.

Along the way.

Several people were talking and laughing, and Hong Tianhao drove the car smoothly.

Slam.

The car braked suddenly, Hong Tianhao and Wan Qian, both of them were wearing seat belts, so they just rubbed forward with inertia.

But Feng Yang and Wu Xiaokang who were sitting in the back seat were not so lucky.

The two of them really had their whole faces pressed against the back of the front chairs.

The sag of the chair can even be seen clearly.

"Tianhao! How did you drive a car?"

"Damn it! I haven't found a woman yet. If this face is disfigured, you will ruin my whole life."

Feng Yang and Wu Xiaokang roared fiercely.

This is a rural road, and there are not many cars.

The speed of the car is not fast or slow, but the sudden brakes are still enough for them to drink a pot.

"Shut up!"

Hong Tianhao was also extremely angry.

He drove well, but who knew that three people suddenly appeared in front of him, and it seemed like they were striking a car.

That's why I stepped on the accelerator hard.

This caused the tragedy just now.

"I feel that the other party is not good."

Hong Tianhao looked at the trunk with a serious look and said in a deep voice: "We have walked this road back to the village many times. If the other party really hits the bullet, he may not have chosen the time for us to go to the bank to get the money back."

"What's the meaning?"

Feng Yang also came to his senses and looked at the three people who appeared in front of the tank 800 at less than five or six meters away.

He snorted in a deep voice: "Can they come to grab the money?"

"Take money? An old man and two middle-aged people, who gave them the courage to grab money?"

"I'm afraid that I'll take the initiative later and call them into the hospital and charge us for medical expenses."

Wu Xiaokang gave Feng Yang speechlessly.

Just the three people in front of them were robbed with machetes, they were not afraid.

"Xiaokang is right."

"However, these three people must have had some plans when they block our way."

"Yangyang, stay in the car and protect Aunt Xiaoqian, Xiaokang and go down with me to open the door."

Hong Tianhao arranged quietly.

After saying that, he took Wu Xiaokang and got off the car one after another.

The distance between five and six meters is only five or six steps.

Hong Tianhao could clear the other party and see what the other party looked like.
To be continued...
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