I haven't been a boss for many years

Actually,

It is also for the sale of waterwheels.

The leaders of the Hefu Group have all tasted the benefits of the waterwheel, and they will never give up the distribution market of the trading center. They thought that a small business would not touch Yihai's core interests, and would not attract He Yihai's blow. Thinking that Hefu went too far, the trading center directly cleared Hefu's car, which led to a war between the two clubs.

That's what happened.

He Fu can only gamble.

West End.

A high-end apartment.

"Grandpa."

"He Fu came to see you in the morning?"

A big bottom stepped into the room.

Bai Libo smiled and said, "Come here."

Yao Qiwen, the double-flower red stick of Hezhong, frowned: "Hefu can't beat Yihai."

"Try it."

"Let's see if Yi Hai dares to fight."

Bai Libo's tone was flat.

"It's best not to dare to fight."

"It's good to fight."

He said.

He Fu Honggun Bo Zitian returned to the house and suddenly found the iron door of the house was open. He felt panicked and ran quickly through the corridor to the door of the house.

I saw that my wife was cooking in the kitchen, and the sound of the shovel frying the pan accompanied by the aroma of the vegetables wafted out.

In the living room, the child is playing with an adult.

The grown-up, in a black suit, hunched over and looked kindly, teasing the kid with a toy racing car.

The children had a great time.

Several bodyguards stood around the room, wearing sunglasses, with bulging waists, staring at him straight.

"Eh?"

"Mr. Tian."

"you're back?"

Zhang Guobin put down the toy car in his hand, stood up and touched the child's head, and handed the toy car to the child.

Bo Zitian's face paled instantly, he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Zhang."

"Jianghu affairs have nothing to do with wives and children."

Zhang Guobin took out a business card from the inner pocket of his suit, straightened his suit collar, and walked towards him.

He handed out his business card and said with a smile, "What is Mr. Tian talking about?"

"I am Zhang Guobin, President of Yihai Group, and I would like to invite you to lead a team to participate in a project."

Bo Zitian took the business card: "What project?"

"Go to the mainland to invest in dealerships."

Zhang Guobin smiled happily: "Yihai Group has just won the agency rights of two big brands in the Mainland."

"Mercedes, BMW."

"I remember that Mr. Tian drove a BMW?"

Bo Zitian frowned.

"If Mr. Tian has any doubts, I have a research report and data analysis on the mainland auto market. You can read it carefully."

"Crack!" Zhang Guobin snapped his fingers.

A bodyguard handed over the papers.

Bo Zitian hesitated to take it.

Zhang Guobin said with a smile: "Now Mr. Tian's company is also involved in car sales."

"What I like is Mr. Tian's work experience!"

"Mr. Zhang."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Bo Zitian held the document, didn't open it, just stared at Zhang Guobin.

Zhang Guobin smiled and said, "Mr. Tian only needs to know."

"It's OK to make money in this business!"

"There is no way in the world to send money to your door." Bo Zitian sneered.

"husband."

"It's time to eat." A good-looking woman came over.

Zhang Guobin smiled and said: "Mr. Tian thinks about it, I won't disturb Mr. Tian's meal, let's go!"

He led the people away without looking back.

Holding the document, Bo Zitian turned his head and cursed at his wife, "You're courting death!"

"Let Prince Bin in!"

The wife muttered, "Mr. Zhang is a big star."

"I really like Mr. Zhang's play.

"By the way, you know Mr. Zhang, can you get me an autograph?"

Bo Zitian was so angry that his head swelled, he threw away the folder, picked up the child and put him on the table, cursing: "Damn! Next time he doesn't hold a gun to your head, don't let him in!"

Chapter 328

The Mercedes-Benz is driving on the road.

Target Boy said.

"Sit in the hall."

"Why do you want to talk to Bo Zitian?"

"Bo Zai Tian is just a little red stick, what right does he have to talk to Yi Hai? Yi Hai wants to give him money, put a knife on his neck, and force him to go with Yi Hai!"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Zhang Guobin raised his eyes to the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "This time, I also want to test the hearts of Hutchison and see if the alliance is really united."

If the Hutchison League is really united, it will indeed be a challenge for He Yihai, if not, it will be a piece of shit.

After some probing, they can be dealt with destructively.

Target Boy nodded.

Although he can't understand Bo Zaitian and others' lack of appreciation, and even feels that He Ji's gang of rotten boys are looking for death, but the decision to sit in the restaurant is definitely not something he can comment on.

Zhang Guobin believes that Bo Zitian is definitely not a kind person.

Two days later.

Kwun Tong, apartment.

night.

Bo Zitian returned to the door of the house, and saw a line of bodyguards in suits inside the house, with bitter expressions on their faces: "Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Guobin was dressed in a black suit, his back was waxed, his hair was clean and handsome, and he was sitting on the sofa smoking with his legs up.

He saw Bo Zitian coming back to flick the ashes and said with a smile: "Mr. Tian."

Bo Zitian turned his gaze to the kitchen.

Wrapped in a scarf, the wife is cooking again in high spirits.

Child doing homework in the room.

Bo Zitian took off his shoes, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhang often comes to my house, isn't he afraid of being discovered by people from Hefu?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Tian." Zhang Guobin put one hand on the front of the suit's belly, and said with a smile: "Every time I go out, I let my brothers find out the situation, and Hefu's people can't find me."

What is Mr. Zhang doing again? "Bo Zitian tentatively said.

"Yes." Zhang Guobin nodded, and said bluntly: "Yihai Group needs Mr. Tian's joining very much, and I hope Mr. Tian can make a choice as soon as possible.

Bo Zitian moved a chair and sat in the living room with a bitter expression on his face: "Mr. Zhang, I have read the business documents you brought, and I must admit that your company has a good business vision. Big money, Hefu’s waterwheel ride in Xiangjiang is just a small matter, but I, Bo Zitian, have been in Hefu for more than 20 years, respecting the world and ancestors, it is absolutely impossible to bring my brothers to Yihai.”

"More attention to Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Guobin chuckled and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​you misunderstood.

"I'm not trying to pull your brothers over the line."

Bo Zitian showed surprise on his face: "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

What I mean is that I hope that Mr. Tian will be self-reliant and start a company on his own. "Zhang Guobin spoke very easily.

But Bo Zitian immediately smelled the conspiracy inside, and said in horror: "Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Tian, ​​think carefully about it. It's better to make a fortune by yourself than to make a small fortune for others every day, right?" Zhang Guobin said with a smile: "Shi Bixian chose to sit in the restaurant back then, but it was just to take advantage of Mr. Tian's stay in Chizhou. Zhu, with Mr. Tian's name, achievements and prestige, if it was Shi Bixian who was arrested that night, Mr. Tian must be Hefu's host!"

Bo Zaitian is the only red-stick outsole in the Hefu Club who has the power, strength, and prestige to rebel.

People, cronies, territory, and seniority are all qualified!

This kind of outsole often has one, two, or even three or four in each font size. It is not an isolated case of Jianghu, but the norm in Jianghu.

Because not every font size can keep making the cake bigger.

One heart is easier said than done. There are many hills, and keeping a group warm is the law of survival. Even He Yihai is gradually divided into the rivers and lakes department, and the business department has two hills, but both hills are under the control of Zuoguan.

Bo Zitian's thoughts surged, and many thoughts came out of his head. He felt frightened, and felt that the way ahead suddenly became clear, but he forcibly restrained his thoughts, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhang!"

"The Hefu brand name has been around for more than 50 years, and it is one of the earliest thirteen brand names of Hutchison. He Fu will always be He Fu, please!"

"I won't keep you for dinner."

He stood up and raised his hand to see off the guest.

Zhang Guobin put down Erlang's legs with a smile, stood up and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​please think about it carefully."

He didn't forcefully win over Bo Zitian, but got up and took his brother away. When he turned to the corridor, he looked back at Bo Zitian. Bo Zitian's eyes full of crow's feet were sunken, and he was staring straight at him.

"Mr. Zhang put a gun to your head today?"

Bo Zitian turned his head and said to his wife.

The woman gave him a white look: "Mr. Zhang knocked on the door."

"He knocked on the door and you let him in?"

Bo Zitian's tone was displeased.

The woman put down the dish, glared at him and said, "Mr. Zhang is here to make you rich. Don't think that I can't see it. Hmph, you don't want to get rich, so you still have to think about me and the child?"

Bo Zitian was so angry that he pulled out his waist belt, pressed his wife by the dining table, swung the whip and threw it at the woman: "I told you to let him in!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!

"Tell you to let him in!"

That night.

A gambling stall in Lantian.

"What do you guys think about what I told you two nights ago?" Bo Zitian sat behind the boss's desk, looking at the four confidants in the room, and a business report was being thrown on the table:

"Uncle Tian, ​​is there a big boss who pulls the brothers to pass the file?" A pony boy with bristly legs and green slippers between his toes squatted on a chair and said, "There is a big boss who pulls the brothers to pass the file?" Of course!"