The ace patron saint of female presidents

Liu Zhiyong waited all night with his mobile phone in his hand. He didn't close his eyes at all, just staring at the mobile phone, waiting for good news from his partner all the time.

At the beginning, he was full of anticipation and excitement, and he couldn't even suppress the excitement that was just around the corner.

I feel that after tonight, he will become the only spokesperson under Zhang Yijin's command, and he will even be relied on by Zhang Yijin like never before.

As for the suspicion of the boss, it does not exist!

As long as Heilong and his wife died, it would be easy to get rid of all suspicion based on his previous performance.

Not only that, those who have been drawn by him, the group of brave little brothers from the original black dragon, will completely return to him after the death of the black dragon, and become one of the core strengths that he is relied on by the boss.

The most important thing is that the boss seems to have lost his fertility a long time ago, otherwise there would never be only one ineffective Zhang Butian.

Under such circumstances, Liu Zhiyong felt that he could take a longer view.

For example, after a hundred years from Zhang Yijin and Xiaocui, everything he owns will be smoothly inherited.If it really doesn't work, I'll just grab it by hand at that time, and I'm afraid of the boss's distant relatives who are like cats and dogs?
Don't you see, after the sudden death of Mr. Wang in Zhonggang District, even his own daughter failed to keep the family business, and was almost forced to marry a fat man in his forties in his twenties?

If you can be bolder, and think that it is a waste of life to wait for Zhang Yijin to die of old age, you can still spend a few years preparing to kill them in one fell swoop...

Liu Zhiyong thought a lot, and many times he couldn't help laughing silently, almost drooling.

But with the passage of time, the brilliance mixed with these beautiful fantasies began to diminish little by little, and was weakened little by little.

A few hours later, Liu Zhiyong, who hadn't heard back for a long time, couldn't help feeling uneasy.

That anxious feeling accumulated little by little over time, and quickly put him into a police state that was incomprehensible to others, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. In just a few hours, Unknowingly, he, who was only in his forties, had gray hair.

When the sky outside the window was pale, this anxiety was completely replaced by despair and fear.

Liu Zhiyong's eyes became bloodshot when he thought of having once owned it, and his face became even more frightening. At first glance, he looked like a demon that had just crawled out of hell.

Just then, the phone rang.

Liu Zhiyong was taken aback for a moment, and then his whole mental state quickly retreated from the state of despair, feeling that the whole world was filled with warm sunshine.

He answered the call with a face full of ecstasy: "It's done?"

"Unfortunately, the five killers I invited all missed. This is already the best killer I can find from the Demon City in a short period of time..."

Liu Zhiyong's face was full of ecstasy and instantly froze, his eyes turned into dead fish eyes: "Did I hear wrong?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to understand the partner's mood very well at this time, and repeated it very empathetically: "Sorry, they missed, I can't make him shut up completely before your boss and Heilong meet!"

"Why? You won't be reluctant to spend money, and all you get are parallel imports, right? I said, don't be short-sighted at this time. This channel can bring you tens of millions of benefits in a month. , it will be hundreds of millions a year, you have to think about it..."

"Listen to me! Money ability can indeed create all kinds of miracles, but it still needs enough time for transformation. I have tried my best, and the demon city killer world can't afford more money power, do you know what I mean? ?”

"I don't understand—" Liu Zhiyong was completely exasperated: "Why am I shaking? All I know is that you can't do anything except be rich..."

The person on the other end of the phone also seemed to be choked up, and reminded viciously: "Mr. Liu, if you don't calm down, I can't help you at all! Are you sure you don't need my help anymore?"

Liu Zhiyong turned off the fire instantly, and asked nervously, full of hope, "What do you mean?"

"The only way now is to hide and watch them bite the dog. Don't worry, I will wait for the opportunity to do something. If possible, I will not let your boss go. As long as there is a chance, you will change yourself , and become the successor to turn the tide, isn't it good?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhiyong only felt that his eyes were bright, and hurriedly agreed: "What plan do you have? I will listen to you..."

……

Pan An thought that Zhang Yijin would choose to meet him at night. After all, people in the rivers and lakes and forests prefer this kind of weather, and mistakenly thought that after dark, they would have the same bonus as dark creatures.

Flower growers have been doing this for thousands of years, otherwise there would be no such saying as "the dark moon kills the night, and the high wind sets fire to the sky".

However, he still overestimated Zhang Yijin's patience. As long as his strength allowed, Zhang Yijin couldn't wait until dark at all, so he contacted Pan An that afternoon and made an appointment to meet at Sante Clubhouse.

When Pan An heard this address at first, his expression was very strange.If I remember correctly, he was dragged by Ye Xiaoxiao for a half-day swim a few months ago, so who did he offend?

It took half a minute for Pan An to remember that the man with glasses' name seemed to be Marquis, and his father was Marquis. The two of them had been drinking water in prison, singing and crying behind bars for a long time.

After making arrangements and spending half an hour persuading Ling Shengnan, Pan An brought the slightly nervous Wang Dan and the loyal Fei Long to the appointment.

Wu Tong was still driving, and Pan An was guiding the way. As for the two guys in the back seat muttering and cheering each other up, Pan An didn't bother to listen.

Everyone is a man, and the two people in the back are the parties, so what's the comfort, is it disgusting?Since Pan An has given the guarantee, other things, such as spiritual construction, can be ignored...

……

Zhang Yijin had already arrived at the Sante Club, and he waited until Xiaocui had arranged everything before contacting Pan An with confidence.

But at this time, even if everything was according to plan, even if he was in this well-built resort in all aspects, Zhang Yijin's face was not at all relaxed and happy.

Whether it was his face, eyes or momentum, he was gloomy inside and out, with a calm posture before the outbreak.

Before this, even he didn't expect that after bidding this clubhouse from the government, not only would he get a very profitable venue, but it could also be used to solve some private affairs that were not enough for outsiders to spy on.

It wasn't until today that he was thinking about how to deal with this matter there, and he could do it without any scruples. He didn't realize that there is such a treasured place of geomantic omen under his banner.