Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

At 3:10 in the morning, Han Qian was sitting in the living room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. First, he was worried about Su Liang and Feng Lun, and second, he was thinking about the party.

It is impossible to cancel the party. If I follow what my mother said, Li Shaoqi will not appear at the party where Cheng Jin is.

Oh shit!

Wasn't this being tricked?

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no solution, go? Not going?

You can't let Cheng Jin die, right?

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Then Han Qian made a phone call to Hangzhou. Sun Zhenbao answered the call vaguely while he was sleeping.

"Give me a reason to call me at this time."

Han Qian said quietly into his cell phone.

"You little bastard, you slept so soundly. Why don't you go to Hangzhou and fool her with hypocrisy? As for her going home, she keeps telling me that this old man is disrespectful and doesn't respect her. !”

Sun Zhenbao picked up the phone and took a look, then whispered.

"Little Han Qian?"

"Don't call me Han Qian, call me a life-threatening kid!"

Sun Zhenbao lifted the quilt, and his wife on the side turned on the light and tilted her head to ask. Sun Zhenbao smiled at his wife and shook her head, but after being married for so many years, she knew that the person on the other side of the phone was not simple.

yes!

Zhou Hui’s godson is a guest anywhere in the country, let alone in Binhai!

Sun Zhenbao walked to the living room and smiled.

"You said you would come, but you asked your girlfriend to come. How can my son, an old man like me, be happy? I built a Northeastern bathhouse for you in Hangzhou, and you stopped coming as soon as you said you wouldn't come. What's wrong with me, an old man like me? Can't you still be a little tempered?"

Han Qian sighed.

"I'm busy right now, and I'm very irritable. Let's video chat and have some drinks? I still have some peanuts at home."

Sun Zhenbao laughed.

"Then drink some."

Han Qian didn't understand the video. Yan Qingqing, who had been woken up by Han Qian, went downstairs and opened the video for Han Qian. Han Qian held a can of beer and said softly.

"What on earth is going on? Do you think there is a risk in the Wenwen investment? Then you might as well abandon Little Paris and invest directly in Binhai. We can also build a big world of ice and snow in Binhai."

Sun Zhenbao sighed.

"Little Ancestor, please don't bother me. If you want money, I can give you three to five billion, but with this atmosphere in Binhai, which Northeastern country is still above zero in November? You want to say that in your case Fushi Lane in Fengtian, that’s fine!”

"Oh, let's talk about it. Give me Gacy's bathhouse?"

"When will you come and build it?"

After chatting with Sun Zhenbao until after five o'clock, Han Qian hung up the phone. Yan Qingqing leaned on Han Qian's shoulder and fell asleep in a daze.

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It was already afternoon when Feng Lun and others arrived at Shahai. Several people were sitting in the well-fed office. Feng Lun leaned on the window sill, yawned, wiped his tears and said.

"What do you mean by this? Taking things by force?"

Wei Busuan looked at Feng Lun with big eyes. Su Liang looked at the report of the meal and said softly.

"Feng Lun, you are stupid. I don't blame you if you don't understand some things. There is basically no difference between entrepreneurs and capitalists, but there is a difference between entrepreneurs and entrepreneurs. Let me tell you a simple thing. I was talking to someone in Shahai. My nephew went to buy a second-hand car and asked the seller if it was a wading car. The seller said that if the car was fake, he would pay 30% for one fake. He bought a second-hand 6-year-old Mercedes-Benz for 390,000 yuan, which was more expensive than a new car. It was discovered that it was a wading truck, and the dealer finally compensated the other party with one million yuan, and within two months, a piece of land was acquired and fell into the hands of the dealer's second uncle, a land developer."

Feng Lun blinked and then extended his thumb.

"This is really insidious."

Su Liang pouted.

"So? We are just treating them the way they treat others. Is this too much? Also, who told you to stand? Hold your head and squat down."

Feng Lun squatted by the window with his head in his arms, his eyes wandering to the people in the office.

Cui Li, Xu Hongchang, Su Liang, Dong Yangjie.

It seems like nothing can be done against the four of them.

It was getting dark, and Su Liang was sitting in the owner's seat at the Big Wave Taosha Seafood Hotel in Shahai, holding a wine glass and looking at the several businessmen in Shahai. Wei Tiancheng had already told Su Liang about this pleasant background, and it was not a good thing. , on the surface he is a so-called philanthropist and a positive energy ambassador, but secretly he is not a good person.

Su Liang smiled at several people while holding the wine glass.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself. I invite you here this time to talk about business matters. If you don't understand how to develop yourself, then let us help you develop. If you can't run it on your own, then let me do it. I’ll help you run the business, it’s just that, the problem is just that, here is a contract and a check, you just need to sign it yourself.”

Several businessmen in Shahai looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on a man with white hair. Su Liang also looked at this man and raised his eyebrows.

"You have any objections? Guo Zhouhai, right? You run an export seafood processing factory and a sand processing factory under your name. I like these two businesses very much."

Guo Zhouhai chuckled softly.

"Mr. Su is joking, we are just having a little fight, this little thing is not something you can appreciate."

Su Liang waved his hand.

"There is no need to talk about these things. Since we have chosen you, we naturally have our own ideas. Whether to sign or not, you just need to give me an answer."

Guo Zhouhai shook his head.

"Sorry, we can't sign this contract!"

Su Liang nodded.

"Okay, I hope you can persist a little longer, Xu Hongchang, open the door and let the dogs out!"

The door of the box was pushed open, and Feng Lun was pushed in by Xu Hongchang with a blank look on his face. The next second, Feng Lun pointed at Su Liang and cursed angrily.

"Fuck you, you said you let me go when you let the dog go?"

Su Liang lowered his head to eat the food and said vaguely.

"Tonight you and the dog sleep under the same bed."

Feng Lun looked at the people at the table.

"Woof!"

You want to say that Feng Lun is invincible. He really has no opponent. You want to say that Su Liang is not great. He can really deal with Feng Lun. The two of them have been together in prison for so long. What is Feng Lun afraid of? What is he afraid of? Su Liang felt it clearly.

Su Liang pointed to the people on the table.

"They were disobedient."

Feng Lun sat next to Guo Zhouhai and smiled at the white-haired old man.

"Just do whatever they ask you to do? If you cause trouble for yourself, you will cause trouble for me too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lun picked up the plate on the table and smashed it into Guo Zhouhai's face. Then he picked up the pieces of the plate and stabbed it into Guo Zhouhai's chest. The blood instantly soaked Guo Zhouhai's suit. Feng Lun just clapped his hands to greet everyone.

"Eating? What are you doing standing around?"

No one dared to move, Feng Lun curled his lips.

"Why don't you call the police? If you don't call the police... well... I'll call someone to come over and have a meal together!"

Feng Lun called, and soon a very important person walked into the box at the door of Shahai Yamen. He looked at Feng Lun who was eating a big meal, and then glanced at the unconscious Guo Zhouhai. This person closed the door and stepped forward to stretch his arms. He held Feng Lun's head down and hit it on the table. Feng Lun slowly raised his head and wiped his face, saying calmly.

"Hit me as you like, but you will be in trouble if I die soon. If I am arrested, you will be arrested. Clean up the mess and work hard."

The man grabbed Feng Lun's head again and smashed it on the table, then looked at Su Liang.

"Say hello to Brother Qian'er for me?"

Su Liang lowered his head and gnawed on the bones in his hand and muttered vaguely.

"Looking at your performance, the prodigal son may not necessarily be a young man. Shahai has declined too fast in the past few years. You can't just cut everything off or strangle it to death just because you are lazy. If there are not enough people, just recruit people. If there are obstacles, just find them. Sun Zhengmin, he doesn't care, come to me again! As for meeting Han Qian, your level is still a bit low. If you work harder, you will at least be at the same level as Binhai's Li Jinhai, right? The contract is here. Let them sign it in a while. Finished Then send Feng Lun back to me. If he runs away, you can't run away either."