"Dudu!"

Zhang Xiaole walked out of Wanbao's company and called Fang Yuan's cell phone with a phone call.

"Hey?" It took about twenty seconds before Fang Yuan answered the phone.

"Where are you?" Zhang Xiaole asked with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong in the hotel?" Fang Yuan replied in a daze.

"Which hotel and which room?" Zhang Xiaole asked gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Yuan replied with a little confusion.

"I'll ask you what hotel you are in and which room you are in!" Zhang Xiaole asked again with a roar.

"What's wrong with Apple Holiday in Pinggong Street, 607?" Fang Yuan heard the anger in Zhang Xiaole's voice, so he was a little confused for a while.

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiaole hung up the phone directly, then drove his own van and immediately rushed to Pinggong Street.

...

Half an hour later, Fang Yuan was sleepy and pushed open the door in his nightgown.

"Are you so fuckingly cool?" Zhang Xiaole walked into the room with his hands behind his back, glanced at the three bedroom suite, and said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Oh, how can I live in such a good house? This is what He Wenzhong is so stupid." Fang Yuan closed the door carelessly, then walked into the house and took out two cans of Red Bull from the refrigerator, and reached out and handed Zhang Xiaole a can.

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiaole suddenly turned around and shook his arm, directly knocking away the Red Bull jar on Fang Yuan's hand. Due to excessive force, after a crisp sound, Fang Yuan's arm turned red as soon as it was thrust!

"What the hell are you? Did I offend you?" Fang Yuan shouted angrily.

"Is He Wenzhong stupid? I'm the fucking stupid! What are you doing with us on your back?" Zhang Xiaole pointed to Fang Yuan's nose and cursed furiously.

"What do you mean? Why did I do with you on my back? He Wenzhong has just pulled me to make some money at his friend's house in the past two days. I was lucky at the beginning and won more than 20,000 yuan! Then I won the money fuckingly, and I feel embarrassed to run away directly? I can only lose and lose. Didn't I answer your phone? There is no signal there. I plugged my phone in the power when I returned to the hotel!" Fang Yuan stared at his little eyes, and his tone was quite excited.

"Don't fucking useless! I'm talking about this? Brother Jiang, what's going on with Brother Jiang?!" Zhang Xiaole roared with his fists clenched.

"Who is the fuck Brother Jiang? I don't understand what you mean!" Fang Yuan was a little confused for a moment.

"Although I pretended to me? The project manager said in person, Brother Jiang and the others were settled!" Zhang Xiaole thought Fang Yuan was quibbling, and his originally angry heart was even more unable to calm down at this moment.

Fang Yuan was obviously in deep thought when he listened to Zhang Xiaole's words. He rubbed his head and thought for a long time before suddenly remembering the incident that he helped He Wenzhong stand up in the bar that day, so he frowned and replied, "What does it mean to settle it? Brother Jiang quarreled with He Wenzhong, and He Wenzhong's stupid B got me some money privately. I thought about returning his favor to the situation, so I said a few words to him. What's wrong?"

"Fuck you, my uncle! He still fucked him to be a stupid B. Do you know who Brother Jiang is and what he does?" Zhang Xiaole punched Fang Yuan and then shouted: "He is also a Qingxue! If someone gives you some money, you don't know what your surname is? Is that fucking conflict? That's the situation He Wenzhong did. Before you understand what happened, he just finished doing things with a fake tiger. I just went to He Wenzhong's company. Brother Jiang and two other companies have signed a contract with He Wenzhong. Just now, when you were playing mahjong, you told me, what did you get? He Wenzhong spent tens of thousands of yuan and bought nearly 10% of the market share! You still treat him as a stupid B? Ah!"

When Fang Yuan heard this, he was stunned and completely confused.

"I told you ten thousand times, stay away from He Wenzhong! If you don't listen, you just like to take advantage of some small advantages! Do you know, Brother Jiang and the others are forced to sell their shares, who do you hate? He hates you, Lin Jun, and us! They will think you took He Wenzhong's money and do this! If Brother Jiang and the others are not afraid of Jizu, the murderer, they will report the case and directly sue you for gangs and illegal monopoly, you will have to go in! But we hold this jar, but we don't get a penny of profit! There is no penny!" Zhang Xiaole roared wildly, pinching Fang Yuan's neck with both hands.

"Le, I didn't mean it! I didn't expect He Wenzhong to do this, I really didn't expect..." Fang Yuan explained vigorously.

"Can you think of a JB. I went to sign the contract early this morning. The conditions given there were so harsh that you could not even think of it! Fuck, we were thrown away after we were used up, do you understand?" Zhang Xiaole shook Fang Yuan's body with both hands, then sat on the bed weakly, covering her face with her hands, and was speechless for a long time.

...

It was almost noon, and Zhang Xiaole took Fang Yuan back to the company.

"My negotiation with He Wenzhong broke down. The contract cannot be signed at all. I was asked to tear it on the spot!" Zhang Xiaole lowered his head and sat on the sofa and said.

"The talk broke down, why?" Yu Liang asked in confusion.

"I'm so fucking blamed me for this matter. Last night, He Wenzhong proposed to ask me to help him arrange other Qingxue companies. I got drunk too much and agreed. I called all three Qingxue companies before going to bed at night. Unexpectedly, these people really signed a contract with He Wenzhong! After we were used up, He Wenzhong changed his face. It's that simple!" Zhang Xiaole was silent for a moment, and took the matter on himself without hesitation.

When Lin Jun and Yu Liang heard this, they looked at Fang Yuan who was silent on the side, then sighed collectively, gritted their teeth and said nothing.

There was a silence in the room.

"What should be coming is always coming. It's useless to get angry. Let's have a meal first!" Lin Jun rubbed his palms, without complaining, and directly greeted everyone.

"What do you eat, how can you feel in the mood!" Zhang Xiaole replied irritably.

"Let's go, take a bite. The most difficult time is still behind." Yu Liang stood up and reached out and patted Zhang Xiaole on the shoulder.

"Jun, do you know that He Wenzhong is doing this?" Zhang Xiaole suddenly asked, as if confirming something.

"Haha." Lin Jun smiled and did not answer this question at all.

"Yes, I'll ask extra, let's go and have a meal." Zhang Xiaole gritted his teeth and then stood up.

In the afternoon, the whole company was spent in a depressing atmosphere, and almost no one spoke much.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaole, Yu Liang, and Fang Yuan got together and wanted to go to Lin Jun's office, as if he wanted to talk about something.

But just before the talk, another special incident happened!

"Bang!"

Du Ziteng ran into the corridor on the second floor shakingly and shouted directly: "Three brothers, something happened!"

"Swish?"

Zhang Xiaole suddenly turned around and Yu Liang asked directly: "What's wrong?"

"Zhuangzhuang, Qingjie, and Xiaoyan were caught by the workers from Wanbao Company!" Du Ziteng shouted with panting.

"Bangdang!"
Chapter completed!