Ding Hongyao snorted coldly.

"Ding Fengcheng takes you in? Why? A shell company that uses accounts has a big future."

Zhao Shanhe sneered: "Fengcheng was not very good before, but now it's different. He just won the project in the Great Wilderness of the North City, and there are two giants to invest. It is not a problem to support a few of us elderly people. I believe that sooner or later, Fengcheng will snatch the seat of the head of the family from you!"

"Snatch back the seat of the head of the family? Ding Fengcheng? Hahahaha!"

Ding Hongyao seemed to have heard the best joke, and he laughed back and forth.

After coughing a few times, he waved his hand, "Okay, Uncle Zhao, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. There is something I want to ask you."

Zhao Shanhe said coldly: "You have something to do, please let me?"

"That must be." Ding Hongyao took out a bill from behind and placed it on the coffee table. "You are now a VP made by Ding He, who is in charge of the financial key. I want you to help me and put this account book into the desk in the finance office created by Ding He."

"Hmm?" Zhao Shanhe felt something was wrong keenly. He glanced at the bill and understood immediately, "Ding Hongyao, do you want to frame Fengcheng with this fake account book? You still want me to help? You are delusional!"

Ding Hongyao blew the coffee, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Your father is not at home - do your mother's fart!" Zhao Shanhe cursed: "What do you think of me, Zhao Shanhe? Tell you, even if I die, I will not help you do such unethical things. Want to use me to get rid of Ding Fengcheng? Go and be your dream of spring and autumn!"

Zhao Shanhe took off the account book on the coffee table, turned around and left.

Before the person reached the door, Ding Hongyao said, "Uncle Zhao, at this time, your wife should come to pick you up from get off work, right?"

Zhao Shanhe stopped and looked back at him, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just think it's too dark. A woman is not safe on the road, right?"

As he said that, he deliberately turned on his phone, called out the album, and threw the phone on the coffee table.

Zhao Shanhe walked over in confusion and picked up his phone. When he saw that he almost fell to his death.

I saw that the photo showed my wife and son, who were kidnapped by several strong men holding weapons.

Judging from the road conditions, it is a relatively remote path.

It's so late, it's a small road again, so those people do whatever they want? The lives of his wife and children...

The more I think about it, the more I become scared.

Zhao Shanhe was afraid and angry, and said tremblingly: "Ding Hongyao, you are such a beast, you are not as good as you, pigs and dogs!"

Ding Hongyao shrugged.

“Two options.”

"One, receive 1 million yuan to help me do my business, and your wife and children will be able to go home safely tonight."
Chapter completed!