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- ¡°Brother, why don¡¯t you have another drink with me!¡± the woman in her arms said coquettishly.
The man did not refuse. He stretched out his hand, pinched the goblet with two slender fingers, raised his head and took a sip. The rich aroma of wine spread in his mouth, "Good wine!"
"I want to drink too." The woman came over, her soft waist was charming, her thin white arms reached over, grabbed the man's hand, brought the red wine glass in his hand to her, and took a sip, feeling drunk. , her face looks more like peach blossoms.
"Boss, Zhou Ang has made another move!"
Gong Yue instantly put away the smile on his face and put down the red wine glass. The woman in his arms also stood up consciously, gathered her clothes and walked out.
"Didn't he just propose to Jiang Yan? He still has time to deal with me!" There was a fierce look in his eyes.
The subordinate lowered his gaze and handed over the document in his hand, "Boss, Yunjing Group is suppressing us severely. If we don't fight back, I'm afraid"
"How's the acquisition going?" Gong Yue stood up, put on his nightgown, picked up the gold-rimmed glasses on the table and put them on. His eyebrows were raised slantingly, and his whole body exuded an evil aura. .
The subordinates were a little embarrassed, "Boss, the situation is not very optimistic. You invested too much in Zhou's before, but the income was far less than our expectations. Now we have some financial difficulties. According to the current situation, we can only Acquire several small businesses.¡±
"Why are you buying those rotten fish and shrimps?" Gong Yue cast a cold look.
In such a large room, the temperature instantly dropped below freezing.
"But we have just returned to China and our foundation is not solid" Cold sweat broke out on the subordinate's forehead.
Gong Yue narrowed his eyes and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "I have a way."
In the narrow alley, there is a dilapidated old house in danger, sandwiched among high-rise buildings to survive.
The owner of the house is a frail old man with no children. He barely makes a living by collecting scraps.
Several luxury cars stopped in front of the scrapyard one after another, their engines roaring loudly, attracting attention.
A young man with blond hair got out of the car. He wore a diamond-encrusted earring on his left ear and a valuable watch on his wrist, which was incompatible with the dirty environment here.
Several young people who got off the bus one after another were all dressed fashionably. Normally, these people would not have anything to do with the scrap station. But today, they all gathered together in one place. .
A low and cold voice came from the headset, "Did you see that? That old man is your task target today. Whoever hits him the hardest will get 10 million."
Although we don¡¯t know the true identity of the other party, the amount of 10 million is enough to make these young men lose their minds.
The blond boy spat on the ground, turned around, opened the trunk, and took out an iron rod from inside.
Not to be outdone, the other people found sticks from the side. Several people gathered together and stared at the old man who was bending to clean up the waste.
The leather shoes stepped on the gravel, making a "sand" sound.
The old man turned around and wiped his dirty hands on the hem of his clothes, "Are you guys going to sell scraps?"
"What kind of junk are you selling? You old man, today is the day you die!" The young man's eyes flashed with greed, and he raised the stick in his hand high.
The old man then realized that the person who came was evil, and staggered back a few steps, but in the end he could not escape the murderous hand.
The stick hit the old man hard, and the fragile bones made a snapping sound, but he didn't even have a chance to cry out. A foot wearing a brand-name shoe kicked him hard in the face, and his nose and lips instantly Transformation
In the tall building opposite, Miyazuki was wearing a burgundy suit, holding a telescope, and watching everything happening in the scrap yard without blinking.
The subordinate stood nearby, looking at his temples, "Boss, you are doing this because"
Gong Yue put down the telescope, stood up, straightened his suit, and raised a cold smile on his lips, "Let's go and have a look."
In the scrapyard, blood spread and wetted the gravel on the ground. The old man was already in a deep coma, and he didn't know if he was still alive.
The blond young man was undoubtedly the most ruthless one. He was stepping on the old man's chest proudly, raising his arm and wiping the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves.
¡°The bonus has been credited to your account.¡±
"Hehe!" The blond young man laughed, picked up his phone and took a look. Sure enough, he received a message that the bank card had arrived.
The remaining few people didn¡¯t get the money, but they weren¡¯t angry either., all encouraged the blond boy to treat him.
The blond boy was not stingy, "Okay, then tonight I will invite my brothers to have a good time at night!"
Several people walked out while talking and laughing, ignoring the dying old man behind them. Their minds were filled with fantasies about tonight's wine and beautiful women. Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked out, several men in black rushed over.
The people who came here were all professional thugs, unlike a few of them who only had three-legged cat kung fu. After a few moves, they were knocked down and could only lie on the ground and howl.
Gong Yue appeared at the right time, with a neat suit and polished leather shoes. He stepped into the scrapyard with all his heart, bent down and picked up the injured old man himself, with an anxious look on his face, "Someone! Call an ambulance quickly!"
Someone took out their mobile phone and "happily" captured this scene and posted it online.
The old man was put into the ambulance. Gong Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was dirty, covered with yellow oil and black blood stains.
There was a car waiting in a hidden corner, and my subordinate immediately sent a handkerchief, "Boss, you can just leave this kind of thing to me, why do you have to do it yourself?"
Gong Yue took the handkerchief and wiped the dirt on his hands, "In acting, of course you have to do the whole thing, otherwise how can you compete with the best actor?"
Not long after, Auman¡¯s CEO made a surprise appearance at the scrapyard and rescued an injured old man, which instantly made the news. Many TV stations broadcast this news.
In the restaurant, Jiang Yan and Liu Hanyan were eating.
Hearing the news on the TV, Jiang Yan put down the chopsticks in his hands.
"How could that guy be so kind?" Jiang Yan frowned.
Liu Hanyan sneered, "That's why you don't understand. He directed and acted this time to create public opinion and pave the way for his own ambitions!"
"How do you know? Could it be that you are the roundworm in his stomach?" Jiang Yan teased.
"Don't bury me! You can't treat someone's stomach as roundworms!" Liu Hanyan showed a look of disgust, "Let me tell you, the group of people who beat the old man were sent by Gongyue. Yes, these are what Shen Xingzhi told me."
"Shen Xingzhi?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised. Liu Hanyan and Shen Xingzhi seemed to be incompatible with each other.
"We are together."
Jiang Yan was shocked again, "Don't be kidding."
Liu Hanyan smiled and said, "It's absolutely true." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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