Chapter 780: How to eat in, how to vomit out (two more)

"What do you mean by Mr. Yan? It's hardly possible that you are playing with us during this period of time." Lao Qiu narrowed his eyes, his eyes inevitably stained with blood.
The reconstruction project is huge and the oil and water are rich. This kind of opportunity is rare in a lifetime. To put it ugly, can such a big earthquake happen frequently? This piece of fat wants everyone to let go, it is more uncomfortable than killing them.
What's more, Yan Baiqing has been doing his best in Xinglang County these days. I heard that Wuqiang was even abolished by him last night. A brother can be said to have swallowed his voice. Bad luck also stopped Ji Xianghui from winning the bid.
Now telling them to give up bidding?
Xiang Jiuman's face twitched lightly for a few times, and finally he got up abruptly and pulled out the gun from his back in order to intimidate him, but the action was not completed yet. Ning Dahai who was behind Wei Sheng held out his hand and grabbed his head. He was pressed on the table top, and he could not move with one hand tied behind him.
Ning Dahai handed in his gun and loaded it, pointed the muzzle at Jiu's head, and the action was so fast that everyone on the desk had no time to react.
When everyone reacted, Xiang Jiu had already been taken down.
Suddenly the situation changed, and all the chief subordinates pointed their guns at Ning Dahai and Yan Baiqing.
Wei Sheng pinpointed the opponent and didn't dare to shoot. He also had the intention of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger. He suddenly squinted his eyes and slowly stood up, took the gun in Ning Dahai's hand, and looked at the crowd, the muzzle of Xiang Jiu's gun On the temple, "In this world, there has always been an unchanging truth that if you lose, you must gain. I ask you to place bids today, and tomorrow I will ask you to take bids. It will only radiate hundreds of reconstruction projects in surrounding cities and towns in Xinglang County. One billion yuan of capital injection, I promise, how Ji Xianghui eats the mark today, he will vomit it out to me in the future."
The atmosphere was tense, and everyone couldn't help but stare at the girl with the gun. Xiang Jiuheng had sweat on his face, but he didn't dare to move. "You, how did you make him spit out the mark?"
Yan Baiqing was also leaning back, squinting at Wei Sheng. He was also very curious about what she wanted to do.
"The method is simple, but it won't work if you say it." Wei Sheng grabbed the corner of his mouth and grinned.
How could this word convince everyone present, and someone suddenly looked fierce.
But she heard her slowly say, "At that time, if any of you in this room dare to hand over the tender..."
She slammed the muzzle against Jiu's face and pulled the trigger at the ground.
With a bang, Xiang Jiu's body lying on the table shook suddenly, and she said that she had really shot herself.
After reacting, he almost didn't slide down from the table to sit on the ground, but was still seated tremblingly by his subordinates, his expression tight and his eyes staring at Wei Sheng.
However, at this moment, the door of the restaurant was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and a young man in a black shirt rushed into the room, "Brother Qiang! Something has happened!"
The night was deep and cold, and a heavy jeep just turned around and left outside the hotel, leaving only a long string of car exhaust and scarlet taillights.
On the ground, Guo Shoujie of Yiwei Real Estate was half dead, and two of his employees lay beside him. One of them was the young man named Xiao Liang who had been sent to take care of Liu Jianren earlier.
"They went out this afternoon and asked the brothers at the door where the reporters who specialize in reporting on the disaster were stationed, and then left. The person who sent them back just now said that they asked Wei Sheng and Mr. Yan to take good care of themselves and stop doing it. Useless work." A man in a black shirt whispered beside him.
The leader called Lao Qiu immediately smiled when he heard the words, "The reporters are not only Ji Xianghui people, but our people are all there. We have to pay attention to what should be reported and what should not be reported, Mr. Yan, your people. Isn't it because you don't understand the rules and went to a reporter to redress the grievances?"
Everyone suddenly chuckled.
Guo Shoujie claimed that he wanted to seek help from reporters and intended to expose Ji Xianghui’s crimes, but he did not want the local water depth to far exceed his imagination. Whether it was the county government or the reporters who came to report on the disaster, they had to abide by the so-called rules. Ji Xianghui's people found out, so they were beaten to death and sent back to Wuqiang's hotel.
Wu Qiang asked people to send Guo Shoujie's three people into the house, and went to invite the doctor.
And this meeting tonight was interrupted.
But when Wei Sheng bid farewell to Yan Baiqing and returned to the room, Wu Qiang led others to follow her until he stood in front of the room. Wei Sheng raised his eyebrows and turned around, "Is there something wrong with Brother Qiang?"
Wu Qiang stared at her and pondered for a long while, then grinned with a grin, rubbed his hands and said, "Miss Wei, let's take a step to talk, I have a tea room..."
Ning Dahai and Fang Liang couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes faintly wary.
There is indeed a tea room in Wuqiang’s hotel. The white tiles and white walls are the dense lattice tiles that Wei Sheng dislikes the most. There is a low tea table in the center of the tea room with futons on both sides. Fang Wuqiang took a seat on the futon first, and Wei Sheng sat cross-legged across from him, "Brother Qiang is so late, maybe he really came to me for tea."
Although the two of them had said that they were drinking tea, they were indeed seated, but a dozen or so people stood there behind each other, cramming the room full.
Professor Diego Gambetta from the Department of Sociology at the University of Oxford has studied the Mafia for decades and found that it has its own set of rules for survival, and the unchanging rule for gang members’ survival is mutual distrust. Distrust allows them to survive tenaciously in various environments.
Wu Qiang rolled his eyes when he heard the words and laughed. He now understands the origin of Wei Sheng. Today he reported to his brother who went to the hospital. Mr. Yan personally admitted that Wei Sheng had a higher title than him in Hongmen, and earlier Yan Baiqing went to pick her up in person, and killed one of his brothers for her. Today, she was brave enough to hold Ji Xianghui in the hospital. This is obvious to all.
I saw her again tonight with an extremely arrogant attitude. Unlike the others, Wu Qiang's thoughts have turned into other ideas.
What is Hongmen? A worldwide gang organization, this Wei Sheng dare to be arrogant is definitely not aimless. People have arrogant capital. After all, it is her subordinates who accidentally stumbled here. At the same time, they heard that their fleeing deputy gang Cao Zuojin tried to use Ji Xianghui. After winning the reconstruction, it has no clear connection with their small local forces.
Otherwise, I am afraid that my own people are not farts in the eyes of others.
Moreover, Wu Qiang is not stupid. She already knows that she is the real boss behind Rebirth International. Earlier, Rebirth International came to H Province to participate in the bid for reconstruction and he had investigated the background of this company.