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Chapter 472

When Jiang Zhichao saw that it was Fan Jianming's mobile phone number, his scalp exploded.

He wanted to stop accepting it, but he didn't dare, so he had to bite the bullet and click.

"Brother Fan...I...I'm in the provincial capital!"

"There is someone named Lu Zhaoyong, do you know him?"

"Lu Zhaoyong?" Jiang Zhichao was obviously frightened by this call and could not make a turn for a while.

"It's just driving for the leader Gao of Jiangcheng."

"Oh, know, know, I have helped him settle a few things in the past, what's wrong?"

No wonder he is so arrogant. After a long time, he really has a way to go between black and white?

Fan Jianming said coldly: "He asked me to kneel down to him just now, and he also said that he is familiar with the three giants in Jiangcheng."

"Hold the grass, is he looking for death? I'll call him immediately."

"In addition, tell me the phone number between Uncle Long and Uncle Biao."

"OK."

Seeing this, the boss asked, "Brother Fan, you are--"

Fan Jianming smiled and said, "Isn't that Lu Zhaoyong quite awesome? I think he's taking both black and white, so I'll let him get slapped in the face on both black and white. Do you think he's still arrogant?"

After a while, Lu Zhaoyong, who had already checked the bill and walked outside the door, received a call from Jiang Zhichao. Without saying a word, he quickly ran back to Haobao and knelt down to Fan Jianming with a plop.

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry! I, Lu Zhaoyong, have no idea about Mount Tai, so please don't care about villains."

The manager standing next to the lobby was really a pleasure to see this.

Fan Jianming waved his hand: "Forget it, don't be embarrassed here, hurry up and leave."

"Thanks!"

Lu Zhaoyong quickly stood up and left.

Fan Jianming called Uncle Biao again.

Uncle Biao saw that it was a strange phone call and asked casually: "Who is it?"

"Fan Jianming, Jiang Zhichao called me Brother Fan."

I'll go, this plague god?

That night, the scene of the ambush in front of the sales department of the Shengshi Mingzhu was immediately exposed to the scene.

Uncle Biao couldn't help but tremble: "Brother Fan, are you...what are you doing to me?"

"Do you know Lu Zhaoyong?"

"Lu Zhaoyong... Are you talking about driving for Leader Gao? [     www.sbiquge.me] Meet, know."

"Then no wonder he is awesome. He said he is yours and forced me to kneel down just now."

"I'll go, this donkey day, I'll call him now."

Lu Zhaoyong had just walked to the door, and the five buddies were still waiting for him, but Uncle Biao called him again.

After receiving the call, Lu Zhaoyong quickly ran back to Haobao and knelt down to Fan Jianming with a plop.

At this time, the dishes ordered by Fan Jianming and the others had already been served. They were eating. When they saw Lu Zhaoyong kneeling down without saying a word, Fan Jianming asked, "Didn't you let you go? Why are you here again?"

Lu Zhaoyong said with an awkward look: "Uncle Biao asked me to come this time. I'm really sorry, Brother Fan."

"Okay, I get it, you go."

Lu Zhaoyong had just left, and Fan Jianming called Uncle Long again.

When Uncle Long heard that it was Fan Jianming's phone call, he was also confused.

The last time his daughter got married, Fan Jianming made a fuss on the spot, he was already embarrassed enough.

He was not as impulsive as Uncle Biao, so he went to find Fan Jianming to take revenge on the spot, but was waiting for an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came but waited for Fan Jianming's call, and said that Lu Zhaoyong used his uncle Long's name to force Fan Jianming to kneel down.

Uncle Long quickly stated that there was no such thing as this, and immediately called Lu Zhaoyong.

Lu Zhaoyong had just walked to the door and received another call from Uncle Long and collapsed immediately.

Another person asked, "Brother Yong, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhaoyong shouted loudly: "It's all your fault for being paralyzed. OK, what do the Big Three want to give me face?"

After saying that, Lu Zhaoyong returned to Haobao again and kowtowed to Fan Jianming three times in a row: "Brother Fan, I am all blind, so you can spare me!"

Lu Zhaoyong was so miserable this time. He was humiliated three times in a row at noon. In addition to the first scolding of the senior leader, this is the fourth time.

The boss and the lobby manager felt very pleased. Seeing this, Li Qianqian suddenly felt that Lu Zhaoyong was very pitiful. The middle-aged man in his thirties repeatedly came in and knelt down at Fan Jianming, and his face was thrown away.

She touched Fan Jianming gently, meaning that she asked Fan Jianming to let him go.

Fan Jianming asked at this time: "Lu Zhaoyong, who else do you know in the black and white paths?"

Sweat wildly!

Lu Zhaoyong dared not say anything even if he knew anyone else.

Lu Zhaoyong really couldn't think of Fan Jianming being able to mobilize leaders Gao and the three giants in Jiangcheng. He knew anything more powerful.

If there is, and Fan Jianming still knows it, Lu Zhaoyong will only have to meet the corner of the wall.

"No, Brother Fan, just spare me!"

"Lu Zhaoyong, after all, you are driving with your leader. Worrying with these gangsters, isn't you smearing the leader's face?" The mobile phone is remembering in one second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

"What Brother Fan taught me is that I will never dare to do it again."

"I asked the senior leader to come, just to tell you something: justice may be late, but never absent."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

"I asked the three giants to call you to tell you a truth: people should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be measured. Do you think you are the only one who takes both black and white? Do you know which cloud above your head will definitely not rain?"

Lu Zhaoyong kowtowed again: "Brother Fan, I understand, I understand."

"Go back and tell you those brothers that as long as their department dares to come to Fulihua to cause trouble, my brother Fan must play them until they die. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"roll!"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Lu Zhaoyong left in shame, walked downstairs, pointed at the people with his fingers and said, "Remember, Fu Lihua and this person surnamed Fan cannot mess with him, otherwise, you will just wait to die!"

After the lobby manager came out of Haobao, he shook his head incredibly and thought to himself: This Brother Fan is so slim!

The boss looked at Fan Jianming with a respectful look and stood up from the chair with a trembling look, feeling that he was about to kneel down for Fan Jianming.

Seeing this, Fan Jianming immediately asked, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Li Qianqian quickly stood up and said to the boss: "What do you have to sit down and say, don't do this, we are here to help you, why do you seem to be scared?"

The boss seemed to have come back to his senses, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. He quickly took out a share manual from his underwear pocket and placed it in front of Fan Jianming.

Fan Jianming glanced at it and asked, "What does it mean?"

The boss swallowed nervously and explained, "That's right, our Fulihua's annual profit is about five million to seven million. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to overcome these two hurdles. I mean, from now on, you will get 10% of your dry stocks every year, even if you are our shareholders, what do you think?"

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