A farm hotel in the suburbs of Guangdong City is very lively. The farm has a nice view and is full of strange-colored kapok flowers. The fragrance spreads in the darkness. Tonight, Fan Xuwen wrapped it up here as the address of the banquet. The door was covered with vehicles.

Fan Xuwen also drank a lot tonight, and his face turned red and his expression was excited under the influence of the indoor air conditioner. This vehicle exhibition and auction were quite successful.

Fan Xuwen started his business in the transportation business. From the 1980s to the 1990s, the economy was developing in full swing. Under the guidance of the policy of "If you want to be rich, build roads first", the transportation industry also found a way to get rich.

It turned out that Fan Xuwen, who was just an ordinary truck driver, seized this opportunity. In addition, he was willing to take the lead when encountering problems, and was very fair when distributing interests. He soon stood up in this circle and became the "Brother Fan" supported by a group of long-distance drivers.

At this time, drivers who run long distances are generally more fierce in personality. If they go to a remote place to travel to a highway, the driver will even write a will in advance. People without certain courage and courage cannot do such things.

Relying on the drivers under his command, Fan Xuwen gradually gained a foothold in Guangdong City, and his veins became deeper and deeper. He was getting older and older, and his seniority was also rising.

"Brother Fan" has become "Brother Fan" again.

However, in recent years, as many "Ministry of Transportation Relations" have gathered in the transportation industry, Fan Xuwen has no resources to compete with these people, so the profits made in long-distance transportation are getting smaller and smaller. However, he has used his interpersonal relationships and the special geographical location of Guangdong City to develop another money-making project - the para-truck truck.

Guangdong City is located at the forefront of reform and opening up. Many people have become rich by relying on this spring breeze. When they pursue external enjoyment, they suddenly find that there are too few vehicles to choose from in China.

Good cars are all abroad, but there will definitely be a market if there is demand.

Marx once said that once there is a proper profit, merchants will become bolder and take risks if they have 50% of the profit, and the profit of the "swalking truck" in the early stage will exceed 80%.

Fan Xuwen, who has been dormant in the transportation industry for many years, has rich resources and deep connections. Moreover, the country's supervision of such matters is very relaxed, and even the law has not yet been strictly defined.

But one thing is that traversing trucks need powerful buyers.

This matter is not a problem for Fan Xuwen. He knows too many rich people, just hold a few more auctions and exhibitions.

Fan Xuwen has a rich experience in the world. He will not really drive those smuggled imported cars over, but will take photos and make photo albums, and post introductions next to it, and then pay for a banquet by himself. Whoever likes which car in the photo only needs to say a word.

Fan Xuwen also made a lot of money through this path, and this is much more congested than long-distance profits. So now Fan Xuwen only controls the transportation resources of several important national and provincial highways, and other routes have slowly dispersed.

Fan Xuwen was satisfied and was about to say a few words when a maid on duty at the door hurried over and said a few words in his ear.

Fan Xuwen frowned, looked around for a few times, and found the positions of Geng Biao and Yang Rong.

At this time, Geng Biao had just hung up the phone.

"The hotel was smashed by Xiong Baizhou." Geng Biao said lightly, as if this was expected.

Yang Rong's face did not change: "I beat his little brother to death. What's the point of being smashed in a hotel? I always have to give some vent to a big man like Xiong Baizhou."

Geng Biao frowned: "You are too ruthless. I just let you teach you a lesson and thwart the enthusiasm of the couriers, and I can also regain my face."

"I've taken action, how could it be that simple to teach a lesson?" Yang Rong said disapprovingly.

"Do you want to go back to southern Myanmar first?" Geng Biao felt that things seemed to be beyond his control.

"I don't want to go back. Just live or die in Yuecheng." Yang Rong smiled, and his face was a little determined: "If you leave Yuecheng again, I will be worthless."

"Besides, Xiong Baizhou has no evidence and does not dare to start a full war with strength. What's the point of worrying about small fuss?"

Geng Biao pondered for a while, and was still hesitating whether to use Yang Rong's son as a reason to continue to persuade the general to leave.

Suddenly, the hotel door was slowly pushed open by someone. The cold night wind mixed with the strong fragrance of flowers came in, which woke many people up.

However, some people were in a hurry and inexplicably blew a cold wind. When they turned around and were about to curse, they suddenly stopped again.

"Big Boss, it's rare that you can support me."

If possible, Fan Xuwen really didn't want to face Xiong Baizhou at this time, but he had to stand up and greet him.

"To be honest, I always feel that something is missing if you don't come, hahahaha." Fan Xuwen laughed and walked to Xiong Baizhou.

There are very few people who echo.

On the one hand, although Xiong Baizhou is powerful, he rarely pays attention to the news;

On the other hand, this big boss, Bear, is full of murderous intentions tonight!

"Big Boss Xiong, today's game is very important to me. Can you let go of any grudges? I, Lao Fan, owe you another favor." Fan Xuwen pretended to shake hands with Xiong Baizhou and whispered.

Fan Xuwen naturally could see that Xiong Baizhou was here to seek revenge, but he had to stop him.

Today, this bureau was smashed by Xiong Baizhou, and this kind of smuggling car exhibition banquet will definitely not be held in the future.

Xiong Baizhou looked at Fan Xuwen who was standing in front of him calmly and suddenly said, "Don't you want to sell a car?"

Fan Xuwen was stunned: "Are you here to buy a car?"

Xiong Baizhou nodded: "I heard that you have several transportation trucks that are idle now, I want a few."

Fan Xuwen was completely confused: What's going on? Did Xiong Baizhou mobilize his troops to come here just for a few old trucks?

But Xiong Baizhou said this successfully resolved the hostility in Fan Xuwen's heart - this should be considered a guest.

While Fan Xuwen was stunned, Xiong Baizhou had already passed him and came to Geng Biao.

At this time, Xiong Baizhou's murderous intent could no longer be dissolved.

This is the first time that Yang Rong has seen this big boss who is famous in the underground world of Guangdong City and has made the top and bottom nine into one.

"The momentum is unparalleled, it's just that I'm too young." Yang Rong actually had a little thought of underestimating it.

The next moment, Yang Rong knew that he was wrong.

A young man with a cold expression came out from behind Xiong Baizhou. He came straight behind Yang Rong, and Yang Rong subconsciously turned his head to resist.

With a "bang", Yang Rong's head was pressed on the wine table, and cups, plates and chopsticks fell all over the floor.

Yang Rong's face was flushed with anger, and he used all his strength to struggle, but even though his face was flushed with blue veins bulging, his head was always pressed tightly on the table, and he didn't even lift an inch.

At this moment, Yang Rong, who thought he was invincible, felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if the reliance on survival suddenly no longer worked.

"Yang Rong, did you beat me?" Xiong Baizhou squatted down and stared at Yang Rong, his voice without any emotion.

Yang Rong's face turned red and snorted coldly without answering.

Geng Biao did not expect that Xiong Baizhou would take action without saying a word after he arrived, and he would control Yang Rong as soon as he took action.

"You are strong, you said I did it, what do I have to say?" Seeing this situation, Geng Biao decided to act according to the plan and refused to admit it.

At this time, Fan Xuwen also turned around and shouted loudly: "Xiong Baizhou, you will hurt people in my place tonight, don't blame Lao Fan for disregarding his mercy."

Fan Xuwen must protect Geng Biao forever, and he has no choice.

Geng Biao has also been in the world for many years. No matter how worried he is, he is not panicked at all: "Big Boss, I can tell you clearly that I did not do your brother's business, if you have made too many enemies."

Xiong Baizhou stood up and stared at Geng Biao calmly. He continued, "Tonight you smashed my hotel first, ran to Lao Fan's place to provoke, and injured my brother."

"Although you are powerful, you are young and energetic. I don't want to argue with you. Why not let this end."

"never mind?"

Xiong Baizhou's calm face suddenly became violent: "You are telling a fucking myth, Yang Rong can eat dumplings from the first day of the Lunar New Year, my Xiong Baizhou rolled a roll and left Guangdong City!!!"
Chapter completed!