"Brother Yi, you already have the means to deal with them, right?"

Shi Fu sat in the car, with a lewd smile on his fat face.

"That's right, didn't the Yan family invite a group of reporters to squat here? We won't chase him, but it doesn't mean that God can tolerate them, let's see. Qin Yi smiled indifferently and sold a pass.

As soon as Qin Yi and the two of them left, Ma Xiaojun raised his hand and gave the little brother who was staring at him a chestnut: "Mara is a bastar, glasses, what do you mean by saying that this grandson is inexplicable?" ”

"If he talks with money and makes trouble with us, I still have a little bottom in my heart, this is not a fight, it really makes Lao Tzu unable to see through."

Ma Xiaojun thought he had a bit of a brain, but this time he was really confused.

The younger brother lifted the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, rolled his eyelids, and said, "Big brother, you are wise and martial, you don't know, how can we know?" ”

"That's right, Brother Jun is our living Zhuge , whether he fights or kills, you give me words, and the brothers will charge into battle."

The other younger brothers also chimed in.

"you guys, don't be a sycophant here, a bunch of brainless things."

"Lao Tzu went to see Yan Ye, you all stared me to death here, whoever dares to take half a step, I want his head."

Although Ma Xiaojun is beautiful in his heart, he is scolding on his lips.

"Big brother, I'll discuss something with you." Glasses, as a henchman, came over, licked his face and grinned.

"What's the matter, let's say, Lao Tzu has to leave quickly, maybe he can go to Yan Ye's for supper." Ma Xiaojun looked at his watch and said impatiently.

"That's right, the temperature has dropped in the past few days, and when those damn local people left, they left a few tattered blankets, not even thicker quilts, not to mention air conditioning and heating. You go and say hello to Yan Ye, equip the house where our brother lives with an air conditioner, and bring a few thicker quilts. ”

Glasses said cautiously.

"Look at your little bit of interest, usually they all say where they have practiced, blowing to the sky, it's all March, one doesn't snow, the other doesn't wind, what quilt do you want, find a way to go by yourself, and look for Lao Tzu for this bit of."

Ma Xiaojun didn't have a good breath, jumped into the car after speaking, and left on his own.

"Damn, dare to love that you have air conditioning in that house, and the lady is with you, we have to be frozen, what the hell,!"

The glasses spitted, scolded secretly, and shouted at the younger brothers around him: "What are you still doing in a daze, there's no play, everyone go back to their own house and get it, if you don't have it, just buy it yourself, don't stick it here, it's a horse." ”

Ma Xiaojun drove to the eastern suburbs of the city, where the Yan family was wealthy and lived in a general's mansion in the eastern suburbs, which was originally the office of the former Shanxi warlords, but was confiscated after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After Yan Shixiong came to power, he put back the old mansion built by his ancestors, repaired and expanded, and the whole mansion was as magnificent as the Jia Mansion in the Red Mansion.

At this moment, there is a car with the word 001 parked in the backyard of Yan's mansion, which is the special car of Zhang Zongxun, the number one leader in western Jinxi.

"Yan Ye, this year's coal industry has signs of rising, I heard from the Ministry of Commerce that the recent Northern Han Kingdom, and Vietnam is in short supply, Mr. Sun intends to relax the control of this piece, you are our coal king in Jinxi, this piece can be tightened, the tighter the cover, the more you collect, as soon as you turn around, who in Jinxi is not allowed to look at your face and act?"

Zhang Zongxun held the tea bowl used by the Tang Dynasty court, drank the new tea before the rain, and laughed loudly.

"Well, thanks to Mr. Zhang's well-informed, a few people have come to the capital recently, talking about the coal business everywhere, I was quite puzzled at the time, fortunately I knew the inside story, otherwise this trend will be opened, and Lao Tzu's business will not be able to do."

Yan Shixiong, who was sitting at the top, said.

Yan Shixiong is forty and forty years old, with an obese figure, a shiny Buddha head, a three-grade jade Buddha bead hanging from his neck, and a high-grade jade bead hanging on his hands, and the whole child is full of red light, like the rebirth of Maitreya Buddha.

It's just that this Buddha is not the lord of benevolence, and the small eyes that were squeezed into a slit by the fat on his face narrowed, but they cost people's lives.

"Ahem, Huzi, are you ready for your filial piety to Uncle Zhang this year?" Yan Shixiong gave his son who was sitting next to him a look.

Yan Hu is burly, with a sideways face, and a fierce look, but this guy only has his Lao Tzu's body, but his brain is not very good, a typical rough man, so he can only be a leader underground, fighting and killing, but he doesn't know anything about business.

As soon as he heard about filial piety, Yan Hu's original smile couldn't help but be a little cold, and he took out a black card from his pocket and handed it over reluctantly, "Uncle Zhang, this is this year's filial piety, and it is only 300 million, and it is the account of the Swiss bank, and the account is all clean, even if it is checked from above, it has nothing to do with you at all, and you can use it boldly and with confidence." ”

"Why is there only 300 million? Wasn't it all 500 million in previous years? Zhang Zongxun pressed down the card, did not rush to accept it, slid the lid of the tea bowl, and asked unhurriedly.

"The company's losses this year are relatively large, so Uncle Zhang, please be considerate." Yan Hu said with a smile.

"Let's call me an official, you are a big boss with deep pockets, the first young man in Jinxi, I can't afford to be your uncle." Zhang Zongxun tore his face without smiling.

Yan Hu was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

He still has the characteristics of a miser in Jinxi in his bones, and when he thinks that Zhang Zongxun usually uses his mouth, he has to spend hundreds of millions of dollars every year to raise it, and he thinks it is not worth it in his heart, so he privately withholds 200 million.

How did he know that without Zhang Zongxun's mouth, there were some things in their Yan family that were really difficult to handle.

"Bastard, Mr. Zhang's money, you dare to be less, no matter how much you lose, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you can't miss Mr. Zhang's share, the embarrassing thing, don't hurry up and find me money."

"Get out, get out!"

Yan Shixiong slapped the table abruptly and roared angrily at his unsuccessful son.

Who is Zhang Zongxun? The number one in Jinxi, that is the God of Wealth of the Yan family, just like the coal mine, with his mouth, the entire coal business in Jinxi is in his hands, and it is worth it if it is 500 million, that is, 1 billion.

"Yes, yes!" Yan Hu was taken aback, quickly stood up, and awkwardly prepared money inside.

"Mr. Zhang, my second son is a useless waste, don't take it to heart."

"I've thought about it, if the shantytown is taken down, I will give you a dividend of 100 million yuan in advance, and after the rest is developed, I will give you 30% of the dry goods, what do you think?"

Yan Shixiong sent his stupid son away, and hurriedly served tea and said good things.

(End of chapter)