Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

Mr. Zhuang, who was handsome and shrewd, smiled slightly, but looked at the group of younger brothers behind Ximen Long: "Send your people away first, let's talk in the car."

"Qiangzi, take them back to Tianxia Yichai, everyone should take a shower and step over the fire basin to get rid of the bad air, then go to the finance department to get 100,000 yuan, and take the brothers to have fun, 1,000 yuan per person, and the remaining person will get 4,000 yuan."

After quickly arranging the younger brothers, Ximen Long turned and got into the car, and expressed his gratitude: "Mr. Zhuang, I have already dealt with it. You came forward to pull me out this time. A Long will remember it in his heart and will go through fire and water in the future."

Mr. Zhuang is a popular person around Director Qian. It was with his help that Tianxia Yichai was able to rise rapidly and get in touch with Director Qian.

And Mr. Zhuang plays the role of dealing with gray matters around Director Qian.

This time, I don't know what the district JC leader Lu Dingguo took wrong, and he insisted on putting him in the detention center for detention.

If Mr. Zhuang hadn't rescued him, he would still be in the detention center.

"Along, you are loyal and righteous, and that's what I admire about you!"

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and pointed to the two red wine glasses next to him, then opened the cigar box and handed it over, smiling slightly: "But this time, something went wrong with the land, and Mr. Qian was very unhappy. I persuaded him for a long time before Mr. Qian decided to give you another chance. I wonder if you have the confidence to handle it well."

Holding a tall glass and holding a cigar in his mouth, thinking of the boy's ruthless hand that night, Ximen Long's face showed a bitter look: "If I rely on my strength as Tianxia Yichai alone, I can't touch that boy. As for Jin Although I can get some helpers from the underworld in Lingling, I don’t know what medicine Lu Dingguo from Jianxi took, or what evidence that guy caught, not only sent his brother-in-law to jail, but also locked me up. I am worried that the action will be too big, and I am afraid that the police will interfere. "

"Don't worry about this, I will solve this problem myself."

Mr. Zhuang made a promise with great confidence, but he leaned forward and said with a clear voice: "But you have to remember that this is your last chance. If you fail again this time, it will really disappoint Mr. Qian. .”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Zhuang. I have already figured out how to deal with him in the police station. No matter how good his kung fu is, I guarantee that I can solve the problem this time.”

Ximen Lang smiled grimly, clenched his fist and waved, saying, “Where there is a will, there is a way. Even a master of Huajin can’t stop my dream of becoming the king of demolition. I will definitely defeat that kid.”

“Not discouraged by defeat, very good! This is the basic psychological quality required to become a successful person!” With a smile and praise, Mr. Zhuang took out a check and handed it over: “This is the travel expenses given to you by Director Qian.”

"Five million!"

Looking at the string of numbers above, Ximen Long couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and quickly pushed it back and said: "Mr. Zhuang, the matter is not yet done, how can I accept money, and such a large sum of money."

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and still handed over the check: "The emperor has no hungry soldiers. Whether you do it well or not, the money is yours. If you do it well, there will be benefits later, but if you don't do it well, you know what to do. Don't let Mr. Qian down."

Compared with the actual value of the land, this five million forced demolition fee is simply a drop in the bucket and not worth mentioning.

After all, that kid now wants six hundred million.

"Understood."

Hearing the deep meaning in the words, Ximen Long hesitated for a moment, took the check, gritted his teeth and guaranteed: "Mr. Zhuang, don't worry, this matter is my personal behavior. Whether it is done or not, I will bear all the consequences, and I will never implicate anyone. I have been in Jinling for so many years, how is my reputation and credibility, Mr. Zhuang, you should know."

Ding!

Raising a tall glass and shaking the scarlet liquid inside, Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly: "I wish you immediate success, A'long!"

"Cheers!"

After finishing the red wine in one gulp, leaving a note saying "I'll give it to you when you're old", Ximen Long pushed open the car door and left with high morale.

"Young people are full of passion, firm in character, undeterred by defeat, have a direction and a goal, and will become great in time!"

Watching the man destined to become the king of demolition leave with admiration, Mr. Zhuang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Jinling Leader Zheng, and then dialed: "Long time no see, Leader Zheng, what are you busy with recently?"

Zheng Jing, in the office of the leader of the Jinling JC Bureau, frowned at the phone call, keenly feeling that something unusual was happening, but still smiled and said: "Hello, Mr. Zhuang, what can I do, but some small security matters, but Mr. Zhuang, as a big celebrity around the former director, that is unlimited scenery and mountains of gold and silver. Mr. Zhuang called today, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you."

As soon as the worldly wisdom matures, basically, once the phone call is made, they will exchange a few polite words first, and then go straight to the point.

After all, at a certain level, no one has much time to waste.

Unless they are true friends, who will spend an hour or two chatting, bragging, reminiscing about the past youthful years, and sighing about the ups and downs of the world today.

"Now that Director Zheng said that, there really is something going on!"

Mr. Zhuang did not say politely, and went straight to the point: "Our Hongyu Group has a piece of real estate to be developed in Jianxi, but some nail households are asking for a lot and are unwilling to move, blocking our modern urbanization construction in Jinling. If there is anything in Jianxi these two days, the Ximen JC Bureau will handle it in a low-key manner, but Director Zheng, don't worry, they are all some small projects of normal urban construction, and there will definitely be no injuries. I know that Director Zheng and that person should have some connection, so I came to say hello in advance."

"The people under Qian Bancheng are really amazing. They found out about Brother Su's background so quickly. But when I called him two days ago, Lao Zhang kept telling me that it would be best to see his opinion on Brother Su's affairs. , let alone worry about him. Now that Qian Bancheng has made some moves, I might as well go along with them. After all, when two tigers meet, no one will bow down first. "

Zheng Jing's mind turned, and he smiled immediately: "You are talking about Su Qi, right? He is just a friend of my old classmate. We haven't met yet. Since Mr. Zhuang has grasped the measure, I will notify the people below to handle these things in a low-key manner."

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly: "Then I'll trouble Director Zheng. Let's have tea together another day and discuss stocks. I think the recent stocks are very good. Let's discuss and study them together."

"No, no, it's just a small matter of some effort!"

Zheng Jing hung up the phone and wiped a cold sweat when he heard it.

Now that the superiors are vigorously rectifying the administration of officials and cleaning up corruption, conquering everyone to talk about money, knowing that there are benefits, but who dares to reach out.

The country is becoming increasingly powerful. Even if someone embezzles money and runs abroad, it is only a matter of time before he is extradited back to the country. Who dares to reach out?

"Now the officials of the Conquest Department are all strange. In the past, they were all excited when there were some hints, but now they hang up the phone immediately when there is a little sign, as if they are as clear as water and as bright as a mirror!"

Sneering and shaking his head, Mr. Zhuang drank the red wine in the glass, and his distant and confident eyes were full of smiles: "A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Su Qi, even if you are in the heyday of Nanming, you are just a rising star. Can you compete with Mr. Qian who has accumulated decades of foundation? Besides, compared with Jinling, Nanming is not at the same level. Level up. It is important to know yourself. If you want 600 million, you may not live to spend it! "

...

"Meteor lightning, wind and rain from all directions, flowers and willows, splitting Huashan, mad dragon out of the sea, one sword to cut the soul..."

In a courtyard in the Gaotai District of Jinling, there are rolling winds and waves, sharp swords, and a figure wrapped in a sword, which raises waves of air in the whole courtyard, making people unable to open their eyes; but the fierce and violent meaning in it makes people feel that they are facing a tiger or a tyrannosaurus, with the courage of ten thousand men and the momentum of landslides.

"This guy's Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword is getting more and more powerful. If I fight this old guy, I'm afraid I will lose more than I win!"

Ximen Long frowned and looked at the rolling sword wind in front of him, until the sword force gradually withdrew, and immediately smiled and said: "Master Fang, my younger brother Ximen Long is here to visit you, and I brought you your favorite Lao Chenji pig's trotters. "

Huhuhuhu!

The frenzied knife momentum suddenly changed, and the ghost-head knife suddenly flew out from the figure's hand, whistling and flying, heading straight for Ximen Long's face.

The bright and sharp blade reflected dazzling rays of light, and also showed the sharpness of this glans knife.

If it was cut on the head of a person, the head and body would definitely be separated.

Ximen Long's eyes sank, staring at the whistling ghost-head knife, but he still held the pig's hoof in one hand and did not move a step.

Dang!

The ghost-head knife brushed past his ear and deeply inserted into the wooden pillar next to it. The handle of the knife was still shaking, making bursts of sound.

Swoosh!

A man with a height of nine feet and huge eyes rushed over. When he arrived, the temperature around him rose a little, as if the body temperature he emitted after intense practice even affected the temperature around him.

This is one of the three big bosses in the Jinling black circle: Zhao Wufang, the Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Knife.

Zhao Wufang rushed over, grabbed the pig's trotter in Ximen Long's hand, tore off the packaging with his five fingers, and started chewing on the pig's trotter. He snorted coldly while chewing, "You are really venting your anger. Three years ago, you retired from the underworld for a woman. You said you wanted to do some legitimate business, and you did some demolition business, but you are still involved in the underworld. I heard that you were in prison again a few days ago. Why do you want me to help you out?" Ximen Long's eyes flashed, and he poured a glass of water with a smile.He handed it over, with a sly look on his face: "Master Fang, you are really sharp-eyed, nothing can be hidden from you. We are brothers, and now I am in trouble, so I can only ask you for help."

Zhao Wufang, with a rough face, was chewing on the pig's trotter, but his eyes were shrewd: "Although we are brothers, I should help you if you have something, but you also know that I have a lot of people under me, and they ask me for money for food, drink, defecation and urination. If I ask them to move their legs, they will take money out of my pocket."

"Understand that the emperor does not need hungry soldiers. If you want your subordinates to obey, you must feed them! "

Ximen Long said rudely, approached and stretched out a finger: "Mobilize all your men, I will pay a hundred, and there will be benefits after the success, and all the medical expenses of your men will be on me."

"A hundred, and there will be benefits after the success!"

Zhao Wufang, who had a greasy mouth, condensed his eyes, and after a slight silence, he grinned: "It seems that this money is not easy to get, it is a hard bone to chew, otherwise you would not pay such a high price. But people die for money and birds die for food. I promise you to meet that kid and weigh him to see how much he weighs. "