Metropolis: Paying Off The Debt of Dad At The Start

"Mr. Zhang, the earliest air ticket to city s now has to be at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!" The assistant walked over, embarrassed.

"Then you tm won't contact the charter plane?" Zhang Yimin became angry anxiously and roared.

"I, I, I, I'll do it right away!" the assistant said immediately.

"Huh~" Zhang Yimin let out a cold breath.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, and he slapped his face with a hateful slap and cursed.

"Damn, Zhang Yimin, Zhang Yimin, are you TM Sabi? How come you were so fascinated by money that you didn't expect these murmurs!"

"For a broken project, the entire Hongguang Group was put in. If people don't keep their hands this time, you will be completely finished!"

"Ugh!"

After scolding himself for hating him, Zhang Yimin could only sigh. Now his whole hope is pinned on Lin Feng of the Haoyuan 217 Group. Only when Lin Feng raises his precious hand can he be saved. If Lin Feng does not raise his precious hand, he will Completely dead.

…….

The picture returned to Haoyuan Group, when Lin Feng had just finished all the work on hand and was about to leave work.

"Unknowingly it's almost 10 o'clock, when will we get rid of this sea of ​​suffering!"

Lin Feng looked at the vintage Patek Philippe watch he bought in country Y when he was a child, and shook his head.

"I'm like the one, the bird in the cage, looking up at the moon, lonely. Who knows, that bloody feather, if I don't beg for fate, falling can only make me fly higher!" Lin Feng couldn't help humming. Internet songs that were very popular in previous lives.

At this moment, this song completely describes his state of mind.

"Mr. Lin, what kind of song are you singing, it sounds so good!" Zhong Li walked over from outside holding a stack of files.

"Uh..., just hum, who created it, I forgot, I can't remember too many singers!" Lin Feng was speechless for a while, then his brain turned, and he made up an excuse to explain.

You know, this is a parallel plane. Many songs on the earth before, there are not in this world.

And Lin Feng doesn't want to be a singer, to be a trillionaire, the richest man in the world, isn't it popular? Why are you going to be a singer, mumbling funny!

"Oh~" Zhong Li nodded, and then didn't ask much. After all, Lin Feng had forgotten. As an assistant, she can still study carefully. I believe that what Lin Feng said may have been created by an unknown singer.

"Mr. Lin, it's 10 o'clock, are you still off work?" Zhong Li asked.

"After get off work, of course you are off. If you don't get off work, how can you get up and continue working tomorrow? It's time to go back and rest!" Lin Feng said.

"Then I will get off work too, hehe!" Zhong Li said with joy suddenly.

If Lin Feng doesn't get off work, she can't get off work. Who makes Lin Feng her assistant now.

"I said you are happy, believe it or not, I will let you continue to work overtime now!" Lin Feng joked.

"Don't, Mr. Lin, it's not easy for other girls. They wake up early and are greedy for darkness all day long, and have to put on makeup every morning, which is a waste of time!" Zhong Li said.

"Then you can't do without makeup?" Lin Feng asked.

"No, I have to maintain a good image, this is respect for my colleagues!" Zhong Li said.

"Heh~" Lin Feng smiled, then packed up his things and said: "Okay, let's go!"

With that said, Lin Feng and Zhong Li left one after another.

In the middle of the night, at three o'clock in the morning, a plane landed at the airport of s city, and saw a bald middle-aged man hurriedly getting off the plane, followed by a group of men behind him.

This person is not someone else, but Zhang Yimin!

"Have you brought Jingtiao?" Zhang Yimin asked.

"Bring it, all whispering here!" A sturdy man about one meter tall, carrying a black bag.

"Come on, tie me all up!" Zhang Yimin said.

"What are you doing, Mr. Zhang, how painful it is to tie it up, besides, there are still people murmuring outside here, you carry this bush and go out, isn't it too embarrassing to your old man!" the subordinate reluctantly said.

"You know what a fart, forget it, I'm not in the mood to scold people now, if you ask you to carry it on your back, give it to me as soon as possible, otherwise, I will withdraw your position!" Zhang Yimin scolded.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll carry it for you, this is it!"

"Mr. Zhang, wait for me, there are a lot of thorns on this, let me smooth your back for you first, so that it won't bleed!" The subordinate said with a thorny thorn.

"Are you TM Sabi?" Zhang Yimin slapped the subordinate's face with a fierce slap in an instant, and there was a clear sound.

"What I want is the effect of bleeding. You have smoothed the thorns. How can I bleed? I still blame Jing for a fart!" Zhang Yimin cursed.

"This..., okay, Mr. Zhang, please bear with me first!" As he said, this subordinate bit his head, picked up the thorny thorn, tied it to Zhang Yimin's body 0 ..

Facing the sharp thorns on the thorns, Zhang Yimin couldn't help gritting his teeth and enduring the pain of incomparable stabbing people.

Pain points are better than lifelessness. As long as the Hongguang Group can be saved, he would be willing to carry a hundred such thorns on his back.

After putting the entire thorns on his back, some blood drops couldn't help falling from Zhang Yimin's body.

Zhang Yimin gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "Let's go, let's wait under the Haoyuan Group, so that Lin can see it!"

After that, he walked out of the airport, clothed in thorns and shirtless.

The person under his hand, looking at Zhang Yimin who was gritted his teeth while walking, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

All along, it was their Hongguang Group who bullied others, and whenever it was their turn for Hongguang Group to suffer such humiliation.

No way, who didn't let his eyes zoom in and provoke someone who shouldn't be offended.

In this way, Zhang Yimin staggered into the exit of the airport, and the entire airport waiting hall was stunned.

What kind of situation is this? Negative Jing please sin!

And there are so many people behind this guy, it seems that the posture is like a bodyguard.

Fuck, who did this guy provoke?

For a moment, everyone at the airport pointed to him.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yimin is no longer in the mood to pay attention to others' views, just like a person is about to die, would he still care about the strange eyes of others?

In this way, Zhang Yimin kept walking out of the airport, and his whole body was rubbed by the tip of the thorn needle while he was walking. There was blood, a bloody look, which was terrifying.

"Hiss~, let's take a taxi!" Zhang Yimin said with a little pain.

"Okay!" So almost, a group of subordinates began to call for a car.

Then, Zhang Yimin came to the door of the headquarters building of Haoyuan Group, waiting there quietly. At this time, it was not dawn, it was only about 4 o'clock in the morning, and the cold wind was blowing.

ps: I'm really sorry, brothers, I can understand your urge to change, but today I can only change five, a total of 12,500 words, originally wanted to add another chapter, but I really can't stand it, 5:30 tomorrow morning You have to get up. If you have something to go out, go to bed first. Let's get it tomorrow. Take the time to pay it back tomorrow. .

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