The lavishly decorated office features a glass curtain reflecting the white clouds in the sky, and floor-to-ceiling windows reveal ant-like crowds of people and matchbox-sized traffic on the street.

Manager Wang stood in front of the generous desk, lowered his head, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, every time in this room, he had an illusion, as if he was facing a terrible devil, and even the bones would be devoured if he was not careful.

"Whew," a black shadow flew over and smashed on his forehead, the huge force made Manager Wang stumble, almost fall, and quickly stood up straight, and then, red blood suddenly came out.

"Waste, this little thing can't be done, what's the use of me raising you rice buckets," a hysterical, even a somewhat angry voice, but listening to Manager Wang's ears, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if Mr. Chen on the other side talked to himself with a smile, it would make people honestly afraid of all day, and you would never have imagined what kind of vicious thoughts were hidden behind that smiling face.

"Bang bang," there were two knocks on the door, and the pretty and sexy secretary walked in, and saw Manager Wang's face covered with blood, obviously startled, and patted his chest with palpitations, walked up to Mr. Chen and whispered: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Zheng of Tianma is looking for you,"

"What is he doing here," Chen Ziang, who was furious, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Please let him in,"

The female secretary hurriedly withdrew, not wanting to stay here for a moment.

"You get out too, don't let me see you again today," Chen Ziang looked at Manager Wang again and waved his hand and scolded.

Hearing Chen Ziang's words, if he was amnesty, Manager Chen was so busy retiring that he didn't even dare to pay attention to the injury on his head.

"Why, who made us Mr. Chen angry again, making such a big fuss," Zheng Qingyu walked in, watched Manager Wang, whose face was covered in blood, walk out of the office as if he had run away, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"It's not good to do a little thing, it's really better to raise them than to raise a dog," Chen Ziang scolded angrily, and said suspiciously: "What about you, how can you think of sitting here with me today?"

Zheng Qingyu naturally sat on the sofa, and the female secretary poured him a cup of tea.

Picking up the teacup and sniffing it under his nose, Zheng Qingyu said, "Hehe, I'm just a little thirsty," After speaking, he took a bite and tasted it carefully.

"You don't just want to come to me for tea, the battery factory is not enough for you to have a headache," Seeing his leisurely and complacent look, Chen Ziang was angry, and during this time, he was anxious about those few pieces of land.

Knowing that the management committee of the high-tech zone wants to recover the land, the bank has rejected his loan application and asked him to re-provide collateral, even his uncle can not help, and the management committee of the high-tech zone also sent someone to forcibly demolish the wall he built up when he was enclosing the land, it seems that it is going to move the real thing, at the same time, he also heard that the management committee of the high-tech zone has decided to auction these pieces of land at the same time at the planned land auction to be held next month, and even many people called him to inquire about the matter, and there is no lack of ridicule and schadenfreude between the words. Among them, his old rival Du Baoyu of Zhixin Real Estate was even more ridiculous, sneering, and so angry that he dropped his mobile phone at that time.

During this time, he was moving around, and he also asked his manager Wang to go to the management committee of the high-tech zone to see if he could think of a way, who knew that this wreck, even Lin Chendu's face was not seen, do you say it can make him happy.

"Hehe, let them toss about the battery factory, there will always be a time when they can't move," Zheng Qingyu said indifferently, it seems that he didn't take the battery factory to heart at all.

This made Chen Ziang a little suspicious, he and Zheng Qingyu knew each other before, but the two of them are in different industries, and they don't have much contact with each other, so they can't be intimate, but because of Lin Chendui, the two people who have the same hatred seem to have found a common language, and they have more contacts, Chen Ziang remembers that the last time he mentioned the battery factory, Zheng Qingyu was the same as himself, and he was not angry, why did he seem to be a different person today.

"I said Mr. Zheng, do you have any tricks, tell me quickly," Chen Ziang hurriedly asked, at this time, the most important thing is not to fight with Lin Chendu, but to solve the problem of these few plots of land, if Zheng Qingyu really has a way to deal with this Lin Chendu, who is not in the oil and salt, he might as well listen to it.

"Hehe, what trick can I have," Zheng Qingyu drank the tea and said meaningfully: "But today, Secretary Lin is engaged in an over-standard bus auction,"

"Oh,"

Chen Zi raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, he had also heard of this matter, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that it was just a political show held by Lin Chendu, but he couldn't finish worrying about his own affairs, how could he be in the mood to take care of these idle things, but listening to Zheng Qingyu seemed to have something to say, he forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said: "You mean, if we want to go to the cheers and please him, he may let us go,"

Some officials are profitable, some are lustful, and some have a good reputation, as long as they do what they like, there is nothing they can't do.

Although this is a bit of a price drop, but now, he can't care so much, as long as he can solve the problem, he might as well lower his figure, it's really not good, even if he takes a car and then gives it back to their management committee, anyway, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and there will be a chance to deal with Lin Chenwan in the future.

Of course, if it had been placed in the past, he would not have been afraid of Lin Chenwan at all, but now he is forced to have no choice.

"Hehe, do you think he'll buy it if we put a hot face on his cold ass," Zheng Qingyu pouted.

Chen Ziang put down the teacup in his hand, pondered the taste a little, and said, "Mr. Zheng, what do you mean, stir it up,"

"Hehe, I didn't say that, what's more, so many provincial and municipal leaders are going, how can I have so much courage, but ......" Zheng Qingyu said meaningfully: "If others don't want to go, we can go and join in the fun, Mr. Chen, what do you say?"

"Join in the fun," Chen Zi frowned, then stretched out again, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's time to join in the fun, Mr. Zheng, your trick is really high, and without knowing it, you have wrapped this invincible Lin Chendui into it,"

Zheng Qingyu smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "Actually, this has nothing to do with me, doesn't he Lin Chenwan like to toss, I will do what he likes to help him toss, toss bigger, isn't it also kind, but, when people come to the end, they can't blame me, hehe," When he spoke, his big hand was on his belly, gently rubbing it twice, and his expression was not without satisfaction.

"Haha, then what are you waiting for, let's go quickly," Chen Ziang couldn't hold back his eagerness, got up and said, "If it's late, it won't be lively,"

For a while, all the anger and depression were swept away, didn't he Lin Chenwan feel that he was favored by Yang Weiguo, and this ugliness was left to see how he was favored.

"Secretary Lin, what should I do now," after Zhang Yongli went out, Xiao Yan asked anxiously, seeing that the leader was about to arrive, but the people who participated in the auction did not come, isn't this embarrassing to the leader.

Lin Chenwan smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, you can't come to participate in the auction, this is originally people's freedom, others don't want to come, we can't tie them up,"

"But, but they all signed up voluntarily," Xiao Yan said indignantly: "I think there must be something greasy in this, maybe it's that Chen Ziang's ghost,"

In fact, she doesn't need to say this, Lin Chenwan can guess that in order to avoid this situation, when she signed up for the auction, she also paid a deposit of 5,000 yuan per person as required, but even so, there are still so many people who choose to be absent, so it can't be intriguing.

Of course, for the management committee, this deposit alone has earned a lot, at least there is nothing to lose, but this has poured a lot of effort into it, and it is also related to a series of reforms, and the auction of over-standard buses ended in failure, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face of Lin Chendu, and his prestige has been greatly damaged, and it will be even more difficult to do anything in the future.

When Xiao Yan sighed and walked out of Lin Chendui's office, she was still wondering whether Lin Chendui really had a solution, otherwise why wouldn't he be in a hurry at all when it came to the matter, that kind of indifferent look, it was not the first time she had seen it in Lin Chendui, but every time, the tricky matter was easily solved in his hands.

However, Xiao Yan was still a little uneasy, and after thinking for a while, she walked to a corner and dialed a number, and as soon as the number was connected, she said coldly: "Hey, my dad, it's another meeting, you ask him to answer the phone, I have something important to find him,"

After waiting for a while, I heard a rather happy voice on the phone: "Xiaoyan, you are looking for me," perhaps because of the excitement, his voice trembled slightly.

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, bit her lip again, and said softly: "Our management committee is going to hold an over-standard bus auction today, you know,"

"I heard, what,"

"I want you to come to the auction and buy a car or two," Xiao Yan said.

"What's the matter, do you want to change cars, those government buses are not suitable for you to drive, and they are second-hand, so I'll buy you a new sports car,"

"No, it's not that I want to change cars, it's ......" Xiao Yan hesitated for a long time before she said a little annoyed: "Oh, don't you buy it?"