Chapter 25:

The original owner always thought that Zhao Wenyan and Su Fengxi loved deeply, and they would be together in this life, so they would be so crazy and desperate. But now, after listening to the conversation between the two, Vangallo sneered at the word "True Love".
He was tired of the scandal of Su Fengxi, so he typed the words "Xichuan Film and Television City" in the column, and the result soon came out. Xichuan Film and Television City is a large-scale tourism real estate project created by Su Mian. Hengdian Film and Television City is similar, but the total investment is twice that of Hengdian Film and Television City, which is six billion.
Su Mian and Su Fengxi went out of an orphanage together. It was considered a sweetheart. After graduating from high school, they relied on Su Fengxi's relationship to enter the entertainment circle and quickly became popular. It is one of the hottest traffic students. He and Su Fengxi had a lot of scandals, and they were once photographed by paparazzi when they stayed at each other's home in the middle of the night. At that time, things were so violent that they almost ruined Su Mian's star journey. Su Fengxi quickly stood up to clarify, and since then the two have been commensurate with their sisters.
However, Su Mian can only make money again as a small star. It is impossible to invest 6 billion yuan in one breath to invest in a project that is larger than Hengdian. Some people said that he was supported by the big brothers behind; others said that Su Fengxi invested money; others said he was engaged in illegal financing in the private sector.
However, no matter how the outside world spreads, Su Mian finally collected the three billion and one billion advance investment funds for land purchase, and officially launched the project. Earlier news said that Xichuan will be classified as a free trade zone in South Province, and it will also build an airport, a high-speed rail station, and a bridge across the sea. It has all kinds of supporting projects and is a special economic zone developed by the city. Building the film and television city here, Su Mian will definitely make a lot of money.
In fact, in order to get this land, he and Su Fengxi also really exhausted their strength, and the relationship between Neng La was pulled up, and all the money he could borrow was borrowed, as long as he spent five years, waiting for the first period After the project is put into use, you can wait for the ascent. But not long ago, the city government heard news that the free trade zone planned to be transferred to Xichuan has now been transferred to Dongchuan, and the previously promised airport, high-speed rail station, and cross-sea bridge have also moved to Dongchuan.
In other words, the so-called Xichuan Diwang, which was originally bought by Su Mian, is now worthless, and the initial investment of 1 billion yuan has been spent very little. If you ca n’t get it, you ca n’t borrow it, and no one will be so stupid as to throw investment into this quagmire.
It is speculated that all the net worth of Su Mian and Su Fengxi have been trapped in this project, and they may soon go bankrupt. If no one comes to pick up, they will definitely die.
Clear-sighted people know at a glance that the investment project of Xichuan Film and Television City has been completely rotten there. Whoever takes over is looking for a way to die. If you continue to invest money in it, you will definitely not see any benefits in the future; if you do not invest money in it, the land will not be developed after two years, and the government will recover it. All the 1 billion invested in the initial stage will be floated!
This is not a mess, but a burning fire pit! However, just now, Zhao Wenyan, who was once called the smiling tiger and turned the Zhao Group into an entertainment aircraft carrier at a young age, was prepared to jump into this fire pit without hesitation.
How can Su Fengxi open his mouth and let Zhao Wenyan help this mortal business? Why did Zhao Wenyan agree?
If an outsider is present and hears the couple's conversation, he will definitely think that Zhao Wenyan is crazy. Even the powerful Zhao family has to peel off such things. How does Zhao Wenyan explain to the board of directors? How to explain to parents and relatives? Has he loved Su Fengxi so desperately?
However, ordinary people can't see through or even think it's unthinkable, but in Van Gogh's eyes it looks like a pool of fresh water, looking to the bottom. He turned off those webpages and re-entered Su Fengxi's Weibo, looking at the few beautiful photos she just released, and smiled with interest.

The lighting project of Moon Bay Community is very beautiful. There is a ground lamp every ten meters. It shines dimly and dimly, and it looks very warm. Fangallo stepped forward on these floor lamps, suddenly stopped at the corner, felt another moment in silence, and then walked backwards a few steps, turned around and went in the opposite direction.
He made a big circle from the back of Building 10 and went back to Building 1. He was about to take out the access card, but found a person sitting under the street lamp not far away. The man's blazer had already been taken off, and was thrown casually in the green belt beside him. The tie was ripped a bit, making the collar very messy, the white shirt was covered with black or red stains, and the trouser legs and uppers were also muddy. , Looks embarrassed to the extreme.
Fangalo put the access control card that he just took out back into his backpack, and walked slowly to the man. The light came from behind him, and his extremely long figure slowly enveloped the man sitting on the edge of the green belt. The other party raised his head, and because of the backlight, he could not see Van Gogh's face for a while, and only looked at a pair of extremely deep eyes.
He raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to recognize something, but his pupils were blank without focus.
It was not until this time that Van Galo discovered that his ears had opened a big mouth, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, falling on his shoulders and chest. The plaques on his shirt were not stains at all, but his blood, only some dried up and turned dark brown, and some were sticky and bright red. His right hand was covered with a thick layer of gauze, and blood stains penetrated from inside, and the exposed fingers were red and swollen, showing signs of inflammation.
If it weren't for the peace time, Van Gogh would surely think of the battlefield from which this person retired, or helpless children who lost their parents in the war. His appearance is too miserable.
Fangallo bent over slightly, calling out: "Mr. Bai?"
This soft voice with a hint of spirituality instantly drove away the dark mist that enveloped the man. He blinked dreamily at first, and then the pupil without focus slowly gathered a lot of light, and he bet on the person in front Body.
"I seemed to have seen you when I came last time." The voice of the white curtain was like a frayed bellows, so hoarse.
"Yes, we've seen it." Van Gaal took a bottle of water from his backpack and said warmly: "Your lips are dry and bleeding, drink a little."
"Thank you." The white curtain took the water, his expression a little helpless. He is not surprised that the other party will know himself. Before Bai Lin never left, and he was not tortured by this speculative doom, he has been a regular guest on the cover of business magazines. No one does not know that he is the successor of the Bai family, and no one will deny his commercial genius.
But now, he is just an embarrassed, downcast, tired, after today, do not know if he can live tomorrow's poor worm.
Thinking of today's encounter, the heart of the white curtain could not stop chills. The good luck that day was really only temporary. When he woke up the next day, he recovered as usual, even worse than before, and he felt the fear of the end of his life.
Today, he originally came to rectify the landscape pool in front of Building 1. Although the feng shui in the Moon Bay community has broken down, he still wants to try his best to save it. In the process of removing the pool, a stone was thrown out of the ground by the excavator and hit his ear. He fell to the ground. Although wearing a hard hat, the wall of the hat was thinner than paper, and immediately cracked, sharp. The rift cut the back of his head. At the same time, a pick was placed on the ground supported by his right hand, and the sharp end pierced his palm fiercely.
He collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up. His ears, back of the head, and palms were full of blood. The tragic scene terrified the construction workers. The assistant immediately wanted to send him to the hospital, but he refused to leave. Instead, he bandaged the wound and ran to the construction area to check all the safety facilities. Hard hats are thinner than paper, which is definitely a problem!
I do n’t know if I do n’t check, and I am shocked. The safety helmets, safety ropes, safety ladders, safety nets, fire extinguishers, etc. purchased by the construction unit are all fake and inferior products. The culprit of workers' lives. No wonder there are so many safety accidents on his construction site, all of which are caused by these black-hearted engineering teams!
The white curtain dragged the body to deal with the matter quickly, and had long and arduous negotiations with the construction unit, ordering them to take full responsibility. It was already dark when he left the negotiating table, and he had not eaten, drank or rested for more than ten hours. He asked the assistant to go to the parking lot to pick up the car. When he walked to the door of Building 1, he fell down. Not only did he have a headache and tightness, but he also couldn't breathe.
He was very profoundly aware that if he were tortured by doom again, he would definitely die, and that day might not be far away. He felt like an embarrassed dog, lingering in the eyes of the young man. He tightened the bottle cap and whispered again, but his face fell to the ground to avoid the gaze of the youth.
He felt so ashamed as if he had done something wrong.
Fangallo looked at his blood-stained hair and chuckled: "It was my luck to meet Mr. Bai at this time."
"What?" White curtain looked up at him, his face full of surprise. He did not understand what the youth meant. What is a good friend for a bankrupt? Now who does not know that the Bai family is only one step away from the collapse?
Fangalo stretched out a hand, his white palms spread out under the street lamp, exuding gleaming glimmers, but these lights seemed to be not reflected, but condensed and formed in his palm, revealing holiness and hope. He admitted frankly: "Mr. Bai is willing to spend 2,000 yuan to buy some lucky from me?"
"Buy lucky?" White curtain repeated this sentence unconsciously, his expression a little dumbfounded. Immediately, he remembered the last encounter and one-touch touch, the cool skin and the unique luck, so he entangled a lot of day and night puzzles and solved it. It turned out that he was right, it was this person who brought him change and hope.
His dull eyes were lit like the night sky, and the only star in it was the reflection of Van Gogh.
"I do." He hurriedly opened his wallet and pulled out two thousand pieces of cash.