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Chapter 22 I quit gambling(1/2)

Everyone was in chaos, and the people blocked by the security guard rushed in.

Chen Yi looked at Xing Dongfeng's eyes without his eyes closed, and he took two steps back. Who was behind the scenes to destroy the Shenfeng Transportation Group?

Is it Ye Fantian?

With Ye Fantian's ability, a mere Shenfeng Transportation Group is not even as good as his branch of Tianyu Transportation Group. Is it worth his ruthless move?

Xing Dongfeng's death alarmed everyone, and Zhang Jing also walked out of the building of Shenfeng Transportation Company.

"This person died in a bad time!"

She snorted.

"Manager Zhang, do we still have to be here? There will be trouble!" Chen Yi reminded.

Zhang Jing nodded.

After all, it was a dead person, so it was really troublesome to stay here, so the two of them left quickly.

Sitting in Zhang Jing's car, Chen Yi looked at the people coming and going outside.

"Did you return empty-handed?"

Zhang Jing suddenly asked.

Chen Yi nodded.

"I just talked with the vice president of the First Machinery Factory, and Xing Dongfeng died..." He said with some regret.

Zhang Jing smiled indifferently.

"It's okay. With the first step of contact, the rest will be much easier, but you don't need to contact this first machine factory." She glanced at Chen Yi.

"Why?"

Chen Yi asked strangely.

This No. 1 Machinery Factory is a major enterprise that uses logistics transportation. If you cooperate with Tianyu Transportation Group, the transportation fee alone will be no less than 10 million yuan per year.

"You don't need to ask, there is someone in charge of the First Machinery Factory." Zhang Jing replied.

Liao Xueqing has already explained that Yan Zihuang will not be allowed to contact customers with tens of millions of business with Tianyu Transportation Company. Although Zhang Jing doesn't agree with it, Liao Xueqing's instructions will still be listened to.

Chen Yi didn't say anything more.

"Okay, I have another customer to see. You can get off here!"

Zhang Jing parked the car on the side of the road.

"Be careful on the road!"

Chen Yi Shun's words of concern.

Zhang Jing glanced at Chen Yi, smiled and left.

Chen Yi had nothing to do, so he took out his pocket, and there was less than 200 yuan left in his pocket. He bought vegetables and cooked every day, but the 500 yuan that Su Zixuan gave was already left.

He was a little regretful to invest all the 100,000 yuan.

There was an Internet cafe in front of him. Chen Yi walked straight in and drove a machine. He watched some global economic news.

"Oh, brother... This is the first time I have encountered you watching news online!"

A young man playing games next to him greeted Chen Yi.

Chen Yi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Brother, are there any smoke?" The young man ignored Chen Yi and asked again.

“I don’t smoke!”

Chen Yi answered.

The young man seemed a little bored, so he sat down again.

"What kind of cigarettes do you like to smoke? Go and buy them yourself!" Chen Yi took out twenty yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of the young man.

He estimated that the cigarettes such a young man would not be more than ten yuan.

The young man went happily.

He came back soon, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Thank you!"

He handed the remaining smoke to Chen Yi.

"I've given it to you!" Chen Yi said.

He continued to look at the news on his computer. The world seemed to be a little turbulent recently?

This is a good opportunity to invest in currency!

Chen Yi looked at the investment and financial products he bought again, and the returns were pretty good.

A group of people suddenly rushed to Chen Yi, and one of them reached out and picked up Chen Yi's clothes collar.

"The surname is Yan... I heard that you have paid back Zheng Tiancheng's money? When will you pay back the money you owe me?"

Chen Yi looked at the fierce guy in front of him in surprise.

"How much do I owe you?" he asked.

"Twenty thousand yuan in profits!" The man snorted.

Chen Yi thought about it and found that the financial product he bought was a bit slow to make money. If it really didn't work, he had to take it out and pay off the debt first.

"Hey! Let go of my brother..."

Before Chen Yi could speak, the young man beside him stood up for him first.

"Fuck, who are you? Get out of here!"

Several people who were asking for debt here cursed.

Unexpectedly, this young man actually started to take action first, and the people on both sides immediately fought together.

Chen Yi saw that this fight was not his strength. Although he had a martial arts instructor forcing him to practice for a few days before, Chen Yi was really not interested in this.

So he couldn't get those two moves out at all.

"Walk!"

The young man suddenly grabbed Chen Yi's hand, and the two rushed out of the Internet cafe and disappeared into an alley.

"Damn, where did this kid come out of the bastard!"

The few people who asked for debt did not keep up, and there was no trace of two people, so they could only curse.

Chen Yi ran away and was not as angry as he was.

"Brother, just run away, why are you pulling me?" he asked panting.

"Aren't you afraid of being chopped off by them?"

The young man looked back and found that no one was catching up with him. He breathed a sigh of relief and stopped.

My eyes were punched and it was still hurting.

"I didn't say I didn't have any money to pay it back!" Chen Yi said speechlessly.

"You have money? Damn... Then you didn't say it earlier, it made me fight for a long time, but fortunately I didn't suffer any loss!"

The young man hummed, and he actually took out several cell phones from his arms.

Chen Yi was shocked. Is this guy actually a thief?

"What's your name?" he asked.

"paw!"

The young man answered.

Chen Yi didn't ask, and the name was nothing more than a code name.

"Guazi, how can I contact you in the future?" He pointed to his cell phone.

"I'll leave you a number, but I don't have a fixed place to live. Even if you have something to do, I may not be able to help..."

said paws.

The two exchanged contact information and Guazi quickly left.

Chen Yi could only shake his head helplessly at this episode. In the past, Yan Zihuang was often forced to pay debts, but he did not hide from debts. Chen Yi inherited Yan Zihuang's memory and was not unfamiliar with this.

He went straight to the bank and exchanged his 100,000 yuan. Since the investment time was only a few days, his income was pitifully small.

Thirty thousand yuan was left behind, and Chen Yi exchanged all the remaining money for euros.

This does not belong to investment, it should fall within the scope of speculation.

If the speculation is successful, the 70,000 may turn a few times in a very short time. If the speculation fails, it may also shrink several times.

As soon as he walked out of the bank gate, Chen Yi met those debt collectors again.
To be continued...
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