My Years As a Car Dealer

Chapter 0132: Confession from the broad bottom of the prison

Lin Daolun's body trembled slightly, his lips were trembling, his eyes were hot, and he seemed to be able to spit out anger, and he was going to burn Li Wen in front of him, burn him, burn him again.

He secretly scolded Li Wen, the labor and management are the executives of the Sihai Group, the labor and management are the directors of the Sihai Group, and there are so many employees in the departments. You can die by saving face for the labor and management in front of all the employees?

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to talk back to the tigress Li Wen, otherwise Jiang Dehao, who was staring at him next to him, would go crazy and eat himself without even spitting out bones and scum.

Lin Daolun was cowardly. He lowered his head and didn't speak. It was tacitly acknowledging that he made a mistake. You are a relative of the royal family.

He hit Lin Daolun 300 kills smoothly, the old boy bowed his head and confessed, Li Wen raised his satisfied mouth after shouting, and glanced at Xue Feng, meaning that the bad guy played by the old lady was very good and achieved the expected effect. You're a white face.

"Hehe, oops Lin Dong, did something happen on the way?" Xue Feng hurriedly walked towards Lin Daolun, pulled up his palm affectionately and held it with both hands, he couldn't help asking for warmth.

Xue Feng can personally go out to appease Lin Daolun, obviously he belongs to the part that wants to win over.

Lin Daolun raised his head and glanced at Xue Feng, thinking to himself, are you fooling me as a three-year-old child?

This set of slap slap, and then give a sweet date to eat, the labor and management are also handy, so don't show it on the labor and management face.

The smile on Xue Feng's face continued. Of course, he understood that Lin Daolun's eyes had seen through his own tricks. There was no way. For Mu Chongming, a bastard, for Mu Qing, and for acting to show the surrounding employees of the Four Seas Group, labor and management didn't even want to face. Now, are you still afraid of acting with you here?

Everyone knows each other's thoughts, but they endure disgust without breaking it. They are all thousand-year-old foxes, let's pretend.

Finally got a chance to explain, Lin Daolun first squeezed out a few tears of gratitude, and nodded to Xue Feng with a grateful look, and then called out Zhuangtianqu: "Mr. Xue, President Mu, President Li, I received a notice from Secretary Zhao yesterday, and I have been thinking about the morning meeting, so I didn't dare to be late."

"However, when I got off work yesterday, I found that my Mercedes-Benz S connecting rod bearing had a knocking sound. When I came to work this morning, I could hear it louder and clearer on the road. When I suddenly accelerated and decelerated, I could still hear the continuous short bursts. Dangdang voice."

"I had no choice but to go to our Mercedes-Benz 4S shop for inspection, and it turned out that there was something wrong with the connecting rod bearing."

"I've only bought a new car for half a year, and I haven't run for 4,000 kilometers, how could something go wrong?" Lin Daolun pulled Xue Feng to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pointed through the glass to a huge black Mercedes-Benz in the parking lot downstairs Sedan, "The maintenance staff at the Mercedes-Benz 4S shop suspected that someone had intentionally damaged it."

"Someone deliberately damaged it?" The nearby people screamed, frightened by Lin Daolun's inference, and they all guessed who would dare to do such a dangerous thing.

"I don't know who I have offended. I want to kill me like this!" Speaking of emotion, Lin Daolun burst into tears. This time he didn't pretend. He was really scared. A broken shaft or spontaneous combustion or something will directly kill you.

Zhang Chen leaned against the huge glass curtain wall and stretched out his head to look at Lin Daolun's black Mercedes-Benz S in the parking lot.

Looking down from more than a dozen floors, the originally huge Mercedes-Benz S is very small. If Lin Daolun pointed out the parking position, it would be really difficult to find it.

Just staring at it for a while, suddenly, countless information poured into Zhang Chen's mind. In addition to the expert-level used car sales skills and the primary used car appraisal skills, there were actually maintenance records and violation records of this car.

The maintenance record is in the form of a table, which records the owner's name, frame number, purchase date and so on.

The last big square is a solitary maintenance record.

The records clearly recorded that Lin Daolun did go to the Mercedes-Benz 4S shop this morning, and the maintenance item was also the connecting rod bearing.

Below the maintenance record is the violation record of Mercedes-Benz S, which clearly records that Lin Daolun ran the red light twice and stopped illegally once.

It was only illegal, Zhang Chen was not interested in watching it, but inadvertently glanced at the illegal parking spot, it turned out to be a KTV street near the university town.

"KTV Street?" Zhang Chen smiled. As a college student, he knew too well what KTV Street was.

The KTV street is next to the university town of the seaside city. There are many night markets such as bars and KTVs on both sides of the road. Every night is when it is lively.

As a place with rich nightlife, of course, all kinds of exciting entertainment projects are indispensable, and female college students are indispensable...

After complaining about Lin Daolun, who is not old and not old, Zhang Chen's attention shifted to the system.

When he just got the skills to retrieve maintenance records and violation records, he thought it was too **** and useless. Now, it seems that using it in conjunction with the used car identification skills is simply more powerful.

It was unexpectedly discovered that this skill is a bit interesting, no, it is too interesting.

"Mr. Xue, you have to decide for me." Lin Daolun cried like a man in tears, so he almost knelt down to Xue Feng, "I want to check the surveillance video to find out who did it."

"A car is a machine, how can it not fail." Jiang Fangyan leaned over and mocked Lin Daolun mysteriously, "Maybe your character is not good! You just bought a defective one."

"Uh..." Lin Daolun was almost choked to death, and almost died of anger. His Mercedes-Benz S was malfunctioning. It was obvious that someone had moved his hands and feet. What does it have to do with his character?

"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Mu to check the surveillance video for you." Lin Daolun was Mu Qing's main target, and Xue Feng promised to help him find out.

Zhang Chen looked at Jiang Fangyan's wicked smile, and immediately felt that either the monitoring equipment was malfunctioning, or the video data was not saved.

"Little bastard, is it your fault?" Zhang Chen bumped Jiang Fangyan's arm with his elbow, lowered his voice and laughed, "You are too bad."

"You are too bad. You taught me." Jiang Fangyan didn't feel the slightest shame or sadness, and she didn't worry that Lin Daolun almost got into a car accident, but raised her eyebrows proudly, "If I'm unlucky, I will definitely hold you back. "

"Uh..." Zhang Chen was a little speechless, he knew that little girl Jiang Fangyan could really do such a thing.

As Zhang Chen had expected, the person Mu Qing sent to retrieve the surveillance video came back and said that the surveillance video equipment was malfunctioning, and the video was lost without being saved.

Hearing this news, Lin Daolun, who was making a lot of noise to ask Xue Feng to give him a head start, stopped making a fuss, and stood there stupidly with a look of astonishment.

An ominous thought came to his mind, and resentful eyes secretly looked at Mu Qing in the distance.

As a senior executive of Sihai Group, Lin Daolun is very aware of the competition between Ma Ziqiang and Mu Qing for the management rights of Sihai Group.

Lin Daolun relied on the fact that he was the target that both sides wanted to win over.

Of course, he is bullying a girl named Mu Qing. If Mu Chongming stands here, of course, he will kneel to the uncle without saying a word. Mu Qing, it is almost meaningless. Well, adding Xue Feng and Jiang Dehao will not work, at least not enough. Not many benefits.

The strange fault that happened on the Mercedes-Benz S now made him afraid. He was afraid that it was the same as what he had guessed. Today is the connecting rod bearing, tomorrow is the broken axle, the day after tomorrow, the car spontaneously ignites. When he is dead, he should kill himself the day after tomorrow. whole family.

How to do? How to do? How to do?

Sandwiched between Mu Qing and Ma Ziqiang, Lin Daolun couldn't think of a good way to find the murderer and avoid the disaster that fell from the sky.

Mu Qing, who was standing in the distance, was also looking at Lin Daolun.

Lin Daolun was only a small shareholder, but he was the right-hand man of his father, Mu Chongming, and followed him to conquer the world.

He holds a high position within the Cosmopolitan Group and has a lot of prestige. Many regional managers and store managers were cultivated and promoted by Lin Daolun.

If Mu Qing wanted to drive away Ma Ziqiang without Lin Daolun's help, I'm afraid it would be difficult.

Mu Qing was pondering how to win over this old fried dough stick that was even more slippery than a loach. Could it be a higher position?

Lin Daolun is already a vice president with more than ten thousand people under one person. Except for the position of the boss, no one has more power than him.

Did you slap him in the face with 100 million cash and say that you will follow me in the future?

For this method, Mu Qing disdains to do it, and does not want to do it.

She believes that people who are bought with money can betray others as well as themselves, which is very unreliable.

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Not long after, directors came to the large conference room on the top floor of the Sihai Group headquarters.

Zhang Chen's expectations were correct. These directors were late, all because there was a problem with their car, either here or there.

The most ruthless is Ma Ziqiang's Rolls-Royce Phantom. Since yesterday, it has been accelerating weakly and lacking power. The engine suddenly stalled on the highway around the city and was almost rear-ended by a semi-trailer behind.

Ma Ziqiang was scared to pee on the spot, ignoring the wound on his face, screamed and rushed out of the car from the boss seat in the back row, refusing to sit in the car again.

Later, Ma Ziqiang called a scooter to pull the Rolls-Royce Phantom to the 4S shop, and found a bunch of steel **** in the exhaust pipe.

"This is murder, murder." Ma Ziqiang, who was covered in injuries, stood in the conference room, roaring hysterically at everyone, "The murderer must be among you, you want to kill me."

Ma Ziqiang, who believed that there was always a murderer trying to harm me, made a fuss, and the rest of the directors were equally angry and started to make trouble after Ma Ziqiang.

The fans of these directors in the Four Seas Group gathered, and a large group of people gathered around Mu Qing.

They couldn't find the mastermind behind the scenes, and they shouted for Mu Qing to give a satisfactory explanation.

"What do you want to do? Are you going to rebel?" Jiang Dehao stood in front of Mu Qing, trying his best to protect his niece.

"What do we want to do?" Ma Ziqiang said angrily and Jiang Dehao hard steel, "The life of labor and capital is almost gone, what do you think I want to do?"

The other directors followed behind, and they also risked their lives, shouting, "We must give us a satisfactory explanation today."

The scene in the conference room became more and more uncontrollable. Zhang Chen coldly looked at the furious directors and the subordinates who were cheering them on, and suddenly felt that someone was beside him.

"Zhang Chen, think of a way to let Ma Ziqiang go on like this. Today's live broadcast will be pornographic." Wang Keqiang is a veteran employee of the Sihai Group, and he lowered his voice to introduce Ma Ziqiang and Mu Qing's grievances.

"So that's how it is!" Zhang Chen's eyes shot a cold light, starting from Ma Ziqiang and sweeping over all eight directors of Sihai Group.

Zhang Chen found Jiang Fangyan secretly, and the two whispered a few words to each other. Jiang Fangyan raised her head abruptly and stared at Zhang Chen in amazement, her face showing excitement, and it took a long time to tsk tsk in admiration: "You have Kind, much more ruthless than me."

However, Jiang Fangyan is the kind of character who is not afraid of the sky and the earth. If you dare to pierce the sky, she also dares to accompany you to make a fool of yourself. Not to mention Zhang Chen made it clear that he wants to repair Ma Ziqiang. Of course, she agreed with both hands and feet.

The two disappeared for a while, and after reuniting in the corner of the conference room, they nodded heavily at each other, indicating that everything was ready, and then Jiang Fangyan pulled out a pile of enhanced tear gas and a lighter from her body like a juggler. .

Jiang Fangyan lit the enhanced tear gas in the shape of a small ball, aimed it at Ma Ziqiang who was standing in the crowd and threw it far away.

The small ball smashed into Ma Ziqiang's head at once, prompting him to scold him: "What the hell, I don't want to live anymore, who used things to smash labor and capital?"

The small ball shining with strange light fell under Ma Ziqiang's feet, bouncing back and forth with thick smoke, and suddenly attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

Those ordinary Cosmopolitan Group employees, Xue Feng, Xin Zhao, and others had never seen the enhanced version of tear gas the size of a ping-pong ball, but Wang Keqiang and the eight directors seemed very familiar.

"Fuck, tear gas." Wang Keqiang instantly saw clearly who threw this deadly thing out.

"Why is this thing again?" Ma Ziqiang looked down at the top of the tear gas at his feet with white smoke gushing out, and immediately remembered the terrifying scene yesterday.

Yesterday, Ma Ziqiang was almost smoked to death, and his eyes are still sore, swollen and painful.

His throat became dry and astringent, his legs were trembling and his face was burning with pain.

The thick, pungent smoke that came out of the small ball scattered all around the conference room, covering a large area nearby for a moment.

Standing in the middle of the thick smoke, Ma Ziqiang's eyes and skin hurt like fire, he couldn't open his eyes, and he kept sneezing and coughing.

This familiar smell, this unforgettable pain, this tormenting fear, Ma Ziqiang was very angry, and was about to open his mouth to scold, when countless thick smoke was inhaled into his mouth, he choked his hands and held his own. His throat was sore that he could not speak.

Dong Dong Dong, a few more enhanced tear gas fell under his feet, and Ma Ziqiang was completely desperate.

At this moment, all the fame and fortune, the glory and wealth, and the lofty ambitions have all become a thing of the past. Ma Ziqiang has only one thought in his mind, to save his life and escape from the conference room.

He secretly vowed that as long as anyone could save him, he would not hesitate to give him all his belongings.

Jiang Fangyan and Zhang Chen threw four or five pieces of enhanced tear gas in one breath, and the huge conference room was filled with pungent billowing smoke.

Frightened screams, angry curses, desperate cries, the sound of the chair being tipped over, and the heavy sound of the body falling to the ground proves that everyone in the conference room is crazy, how can anyone care about others? All are running for their lives alone.

From the moment the yellow smoke floated up, Zhang Chen immediately took out a stack of wet white towels, squatted on the ground and covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel.

She stuffed a wet towel into the hands of Jiang Fangyan, who was throwing tear gas, and touched the direction of Mu Qing, Xue Feng, Wang Keqiang, Zhao Xin and others in her memory.

Zhang Chen shouted their names, and after getting a response, he immediately stuffed them with a wet towel, and used the same method to find the next person.

The crowd in the conference room shouted and ran around like headless flies, and finally someone happened to open the heavy wooden door of the conference room.

The choking yellow smoke gathered in the conference room found a breakthrough, and the crowd that fled for their lives began to pour out.

The lucky guy who escaped from the conference room first endured the pain and took a big mouthful of fresh air, and it took a long time to feel better.

People kept rushing out of the meeting room, and the smoke in the meeting room gradually dissipated. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Chen led Wang Keqiang, Xue Feng and the others, who were covering their mouths and noses with wet towels, and rushed out and ran into the prepared in another conference room.

There are prepared water and clean towels in the conference room. Without further ado, everyone rinsed their eyes and cheeks with clean water, and then rubbed them vigorously, putting them on it so hard that they could rub a layer of skin at ordinary times.

"Yu..." The washed people let out a long sigh, and fell into the large boss chair behind, without speaking for a long time.

Everyone's thoughts were rolling in their hearts, no need to guess, they also knew that the tear gas was thrown in the conference room. Zhang Chen was not the culprit, but also the murderer behind the scenes, and he must have something to do with it.

However, no one blamed Zhang Chen for the chaos. They were thinking that there was no way to stop Ma Ziqiang and a few directors from going mad. Maybe throwing tear gas into the crowd was the only best way to get out of the predicament.

Xue Feng smiled bitterly, what is this? In China, where social security is good, how can you encounter the strange thing of being stunned by gas?

Mu Qing closed her eyes tightly without saying a word, her eyes were red~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and could not be opened, her serious expression seemed to be waiting for someone to confess.

"Have you rested yet? Go to the next door to help when you are rested, and then come back to start the fundraising live broadcast." Zhang Chen understands that he will sit in a wide prison and refuse to go home for the New Year. He was so stubborn that he didn't admit that he did it by himself.

Everyone gave Zhang Chen a blank glance, stood up weakly, and walked out of the small conference room.

At this moment, the originally clean and tidy corridor was full of people, but the large conference room where everyone stayed just now was full of colleagues with closed eyes, all of whom were stunned by the enhanced tear gas thrown by Jiang Fangyan.

The meeting room was in a mess, just like a cluster bomber. The desks and chairs were swayed, and the people lying on the ground were in strange postures. Except for those who lost consciousness, a small number of them were still groaning and shouting, with snot and tears on their faces. With their trembling postures, they swayed and flickered under the illumination of the ceiling lights.

Wang Keqiang ran downstairs to find help from the employees of the Sihai Group in various departments, but when these employees who had seen the same tragedy yesterday saw this scene, they were stunned for a while, and then they couldn't help it. Laugh out loud.

They were smoked twice in two days in a row. They were amused. They didn't understand who was so bold and dared to throw tear gas at the crowd in broad daylight.

The employees who came to help acquainted themselves with the people in the conference room and came out to rescue them.

Finding that he had nothing to do with him, Zhang Chen simply ignored them and shouted for everyone to go to the small conference room for a live broadcast. ) Book friends, please pay attention!