Reborn Financial Overlord

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A stable and orderly social environment is one of the prerequisites for economic development.

On the same day, Zhuge City responded strongly.

In order to crack down on illegal criminal activities under its rule, Zhuge City united with various districts and counties to set up a special anti-crime campaign to severely crack down on all kinds of illegal criminal activities with a gangster background and resolutely eradicate all cancers.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Jiang feels very ashamed that this kind of thing happened in Zhuge City. On behalf of the entire leadership team of Zhuge City, I would like to express my apologies to you."

"Secretary Jiang, you made a fuss out of a molehill. This kind of thing happened just by accident. Shen felt ashamed that it alarmed you."

"Mr. Shen's words are out of the question. Jiang is fortunate to work in Zhuge to manage one party, and his duty is to keep the economy and the safety of the people. Fortunately, Mr. Shen, you and your mother are safe and sound, otherwise Jiang would not have the face to make this call."

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Seeing Shen Jiannan calmly talking to the top leaders of Zhuge City, Lu Shu felt very complicated.

Although he and Shen Jiannan had a lot of unrestrained spanking and teasing yesterday, the invisible but ubiquitous oppressive feeling in his heart never disappeared.

Lu Shu could clearly feel that it wasn't Shen Jiannan's intention to create a barrier, but that the level gap between them was getting farther and farther.

Thinking of the little thoughts that passed through his mind when he first met Shen Jiannan, Lu Shu smiled wryly. If he had shown any unruly intentions at that time, he would probably follow the three guys from Shencheng now. Same end.

Finally, Shen Jiannan hung up the phone with a smile, and Lu Shu hurriedly said:

"The county bureau just called to execute the shooting at Sangzhuang High School in the afternoon. Do you want to go and see?"

"Do you think I'm full and want to vomit? I hate blood the most."

As Shen Jiannan said, he took out a cigar from the drawer and threw it to Lu Shu. The smile on his face was clearly satisfied with Zhuge City's reaction.

Lu Shu was very tired and crooked.

In Japan, I don't know how many people have been forced to ruin; in Europe, I don't know how many people have been killed indirectly.

Lu Shu didn't even dare to think about that number. According to the statistics of the International Economic Organization and other countries, anyway, Wan is definitely unstoppable.

Such a scumbag butcher has the nerve to say he hates blood.

No matter how bloody it was, this crackdown was not the result he wanted.

Simply shameless!

bang bang-

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Shen. Mayor Qian and Director Kang are here."

Shen Jiannan straightened his clothes and stood up, seeing Kang Dingyuan and Qian Kun entering the door, he greeted them with a smile.

"Kangju. Mayor Qian, what a coincidence to come here. Try the tea I brought back from the southeast. The taste is quite good."

When they finally saw Shen Jiannan, Kang Dingyuan and Qian Kun looked at each other and felt a lot more relieved. This step of speculation was indeed the right one.

"Boss Shen's tea must be good tea. We are lucky."

"..."

Honolulu International Airport.

Zhang Changrong put down the phone and bought a bottle of drink from a nearby vending machine, bought a newspaper, and sat down to read it.

The newspapers are all in English, and all kinds of lace news and current affairs news are dazzling. The exaggerated descriptions and news make people feel unreal.

Looking at it, Zhang Changrong's eyes gradually became a little dazed.

Although I escaped, why is my heart always empty? If it was in the past, the car waiting for me should have arrived long ago, and the logistics behind the saddle and horse must be very considerate. If it is going to the airport, maybe someone will come to help Massage yourself to relieve your fatigue.

But now, I have to wait here for other people's arrangements.

"Excuse me, are you Secretary Zhang?"

Zhang Changrong, who was in a daze, suddenly heard a voice. When he raised his head, he saw a very friendly Chinese face.

"you are?"

"Someone sent me to help Secretary Zhang unload the luggage. Secretary Zhang, please."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Knowing that this person in front of him is here to arrange his follow-up settlement, how dare Zhang Changrong put on his former official airs again, in this foreign land, if he doesn't know how to behave, big trouble will happen.

Showing a three-point flattering, three-point grateful, and four-point modest smile, Zhang Changrong bowed his body slightly to thank him, and then followed the visitor out of the airport.

Outside the airport, a black van was parked beside the road.

After getting into the car, Zhang Changrong couldn't help covering his nose and frowning. The space in the car wasn't too big, and there were a few boxes of salted fish in the back, and the rotten fish smell rushed straight to his forehead. If you don't eat, you can choke out the food in your stomach.

I'm a secretary after all, so picking me up in this kind of broken car is really bullying by dogs!

Wait for me.

Zhang Changrong cursed his mother secretly, but he didn't dare to say anything more. At this moment, the van slammed and rushed out.

Because Zhang Changrong was not mentally prepared, he was thrown into the salted fish box by a pendulum brought by inertia. The stiff salted fish jumped up, and the spines and tailbone pierced his ass with faint pain.

"Can you drive? Who is your leader?"

Frustrated, Zhang Changrong couldn't help yelling at Lin Yaodong who was driving.

It's a pity that Lin Yaodong didn't like Zhang Changrong at all, he glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and he didn't hide the sarcasm on his face.

"Do you really think you are still a secretary now? Tell you, I have seen a lot of people like you. If you can't get along in the country and escape here, don't you have any clues? Let me tell you, this is the United States. . If you go down now, believe it or not, you won't survive the end of this month."

Zhang Changrong was going to explode with anger.

He is a majestic secretary of the Huangjiang District. Wherever he is, he is not the owner of the front and the back. Now, someone dares to talk to him in this tone, which is unbearable.

"Who is your leader? After a while, I saw Boss Sun and asked him to kill you, believe it or not?"

"Sabi."

"Who are you scolding? Tell me again?"

"Secretary Zhang? Secretary Zhang, open your eyes and see what is here outside? This is Honolulu, not Huaxia, let alone Shencheng."

"Did you see the Chinese here? Do you know why they came to Honolulu?"

"It is because of exploitation by corrupt officials like you that they leave their homes and have to travel across the sea to find a meal."

"That cripple who shines shoes, did you see that?"

"His family couldn't survive being oppressed and exploited by corrupt officials like you, so he had to come here."

"I advise you to put away your official authority. If people find out, think about the consequences for yourself?"

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Zhang Changrong was paralyzed in the car like a salted fish in the car.

"What are you still doing in a daze, here we are. Get out of the car."

The car stopped in a shabby-looking alleyway. Before Zhang Changrong realized where it was, Lin Yaodong, who was driving, yelled at him.

There was a stench of rancid water all around. Flies and mosquitoes flew everywhere. From time to time, people in aprons went outside to throw garbage. The dirty blood foam and people's probing eyes made Zhang Changrong dumbfounded.

Is this where I want to stay?

"What are you looking at? Move all these goods in for me."

porter?

Zhang Changrong was so irritated by this sentence that he, the dignified secretary of Huang Jiang, actually asked him to do such chores.

It's smelly and heavy. Is this what humans do?

But then, Zhang Changrong felt a kind of hopelessness in his heart.

In the past, he was surrounded by people before and after, and that was because he was the secretary of Huangjiang District, but after leaving Huangjiang, Shencheng, and Huaxia, he was no longer a fart.

No.

I still have $50. When I find Guizhi and Kelly, I can buy a luxury apartment to live in.

Dog's eyes see low things, I don't think you can make half a million dollars in your life.

Resentment glanced at Lin Yaodong who was driving, showing no humility, not even a little respect, the indifferent eyes and sarcastic expression made one wish to smash that face to pieces.Zhang Changrong swore in his heart that when he found his wife and children, he would definitely get back the humiliation he suffered today.

Fortunately, Lin Yaodong didn't just let Zhang Changrong work alone, the two of them worked together for a while, and the salted fish in the car was finally moved.

Taking advantage of his working time, Zhang Changrong probably figured out where he was. It seemed that he was the back chef of a restaurant, and they were all Chinese, so it should be a Chinese restaurant.

At this moment, a fat man wearing a white skirt and smoking a cigarette walked over from the inside. Seeing that Zhang Changrong was idle, he immediately showed an impatient expression.

"You will be lazy. The toilet in front is blocked, so hurry up and get it out."

toilet?

Let me pass the toilet?

He was so tired and out of breath that he couldn't even catch his breath, yet someone asked him to go to the toilet again.

Zhang Changrong's suppressed anger exploded in an instant.

"You ask me to do this kind of work? How dare you ask me to do this kind of work? Do you know who I am? Call your leaders and bring me Boss Sun."

After all, it was someone who had been a high-ranking official who started to get angry. Zhang Changrong was full of official authority, and Lin Yaodong was suppressed by his aura. The fat man's face trembled, and he gave Zhang Changrong a big slap in the face.

"Do you want to do it? If you don't do it, get out of here immediately."

The loud slap and the burning heat on his face stimulated Zhang Changrong's dignity. The humiliation he had never suffered made his eyes turn blood red, and a terrifying ferocious look appeared on his old face.

"You dare to hit me? You fucking dare to hit me! Do you know who I am?"

Touching a stainless steel fruit knife from the kitchen utensils in the back kitchen, Zhang Changrong was like an angry lion, looking at the big fat chef angrily, with the look of madness that he drew the knife and stabbed him if there was any disagreement.

He is a dignified secretary of Huang Jiang, and he will never be humiliated like this.

Looking at Zhang Changrong's crazy dark color and the fruit knife in his hand, the fat chef showed no fear at all. Following his wave, someone took out two black pistols from his pocket.

"Come on. Come stab me, find this stab. Let me see if your knife is faster or my gun is faster."

Like a basin of cold water, Zhang Changrong's hard-won courage was extinguished. He threw the knife in his hand on the ground, and burst into tears.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me? Boss Sun, you call Boss Sun here. "

"......"

Zhang Changrong was devastated and sat on the ground crying, his whole body was on the verge of collapse, while Boss Sun yelled the words very clearly, full of the last hope in his heart.

However, the boss Sun Zhang Changrong was looking for did not come, and a middle-aged man in a white Tang suit walked in from the front hall.

"Secretary Zhang, hello. I'm Song Jun. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality just now!"

Chapter 52 Monopoly

Song Jun?

Zhang Changrong was confused by the unfamiliar name. The person who picked him up should be surnamed Sun, not Song.

Seeing Zhang Changrong's puzzled expression, Song Jun straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang may not know merely, but my wife and Mrs. Zhang are very familiar. Not long ago, I was talking about my family Dandan. Mr. Song’s small shop in Shencheng is often taken care of by Secretary Zhang, and Mr. Song has always wanted to thank Mr. Zhang in person, but unfortunately there has never been a suitable opportunity.”

People rely on clothes, Buddhas rely on gold.

Wearing a Tang suit, Song Jun seems to have a book-like demeanor of a Confucian businessman, and the flowing movement of rolling his sleeves also has a more beautiful line, making him look very elegant and gentlemanly.

But for Zhang Changrong, the words that Song Jun said with a calm tone and a smile on his face were no less than echoes from hell, which made him sit on the ground and scream crazily.

"What do you want to do? Don't come here. I'm also the secretary of Huangjiang District. How dare you..."

flutter--

Song Jun was caught off guard and shot, making Zhang Changrong swallow all the words that followed.

"Secretary Zhang, what did you just say, say it again. I didn't hear clearly."

His stomach was so sore as if he had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and his lower abdomen was also in severe pain, which made Zhang Changrong seriously doubt whether his intestines were broken by the kick just now.

But the pain also made him fully realize that in this unknown place in a foreign country, he was no longer the secretary of Huang Jiang who once called the wind and rain, but an unknown salted fish at the mercy of others.

thump--

Zhang Changrong's knees went limp, and he knelt down to the ground with snot and tears and howled.