When Han Jinpeng walked in with a few bodyguards wearing black tight-fitting short-sleeved shirts behind him, he saw Zhao Fan sitting on the sofa without getting up.

Looking at the unspeakable smile on Zhao Fan's face, Han Jinpeng instinctively felt a little weak, lowered his head to cover up the trace of hatred flashing in his eyes, and when he looked up, a smile had already been squeezed out on his face.

He smiled dryly and said, "If I had known that Mr. Zhao was here, I wouldn't have to come here in such a hurry. With you here, I wouldn't have to worry about Shiqi's safety!"

"Since you don't have to worry, I'll thank you for your kindness. You can leave!"

Zhao Fan said lightly with a chuckled corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Zhao doesn't seem to understand the current situation. You are indeed very good at it, but today's matter cannot be solved by fighting. Those mud legs outside come to ask for wages, and it is natural to get money from work. There are dozens of police officers outside watching. Are you planning to beat them all?"

"Uncle Lin is the same, why did he break the capital chain? The most important thing for a labor company is workers. Now they can't even pay their wages. How can this company be opened in the future?"

While talking, Han Jinpeng had already found confidence and walked to the sofa opposite Zhao Fan carelessly and sat down leisurely.

Although Lin Shiqi never agreed to marry him from beginning to end, in Han Jinpeng's opinion, Zhao Fan and him were also hated for taking his wife. They lost more than one million yuan in vain and snatched Lin Shiqi, the private wife. Why didn't he hate Zhao Fan to the core?

Especially after a little investigation, I found that Zhao Fan had no other ability except for being able to fight a little. Her parents were just employees of chemical factory that were about to go bankrupt, so they no longer had any scruples.

How about fighting? Our Han family is rich and has status. You can be desperate by just saying anything.

Lin Tianyu wanted to get rich too much. The Han family just used some tricks, so he got hooked. He was so happy that he was so happy that he thought his company was about to take off.

A company like this, a size like Lin Tianyu, is already very happy to receive business from two or three construction sites in a year. This guy signed seven or eight contracts in just four or five days, and he didn't realize it was a big pit, and he didn't care whether he could eat or not.

"What do you mean is to help Shiqi and his family solve the funding problem? Why are you so embarrassed? I just looked at it. There are only hundreds of workers downstairs, and those who didn't come are not counting. This wage is not a small amount, how can you make such a waste?"

Zhao Fan knew that this guy must be uneasy and did not point him out, and said "embarrassing" according to his topic.

"It doesn't matter how small money is. Mr. Zhao hasn't done our business, but he still doesn't know the biggest danger. I heard that Uncle Lin has signed a lot of contracts recently, and the deposit is more than 10 million yuan. Since he has signed the contract, it will be fulfilled."

"The workers under him are all migrant workers in the local rural areas of Xiling. Now they can't pay their wages. Then, one passes to ten or ten passes to hundreds. Where will there be workers doing things for him? If the contract cannot be fulfilled, it's fine if the deposit cannot be obtained. At that time, a large amount of deposit will be compensated, which is not the worker's salary."

Han Jinpeng leaned lazily on the sofa, raised his hand and gently waved it, and said leisurely.

"When I was on the road just now, I received a call from a friend and I also knew why Uncle Lin had not paid the project payment this time. Uncle Lin's workers couldn't even understand the drawings. A good building turned into a four-dimensional one. When I received the call, I wanted to say a few good words, but in the end I was embarrassed to speak."

"I don't know how Uncle Lin's company has survived for so many years. Fortunately, there was a problem this time. If several projects he just took over were launched and then there was a problem, compensation alone would probably be astronomical."

After saying these words, Han Jinpeng took out a pack of Jiuwu Supreme and ordered one for himself, then pulled out one and raised his hand towards Zhao Fan. Before Zhao Fan could react, he inserted the cigarette box back. The teasing meaning was very obvious. Several bodyguards standing behind him with their hands in their arms cooperated and sneered.

Zhao Fan looked calm and was not angry with Han Jinpeng's childish humiliation. He said calmly, "It's really a bit difficult to deal with. According to what you said, isn't the Lin family dead?"

"The temporary problem is just the wages of these mud legs, as well as the construction compensation issues over there. I will be a little confused in the future. I hope Uncle Lin can meet the help of a noble person!"

Han Jinpeng coughed softly, spitting smoke in his mouth, raised his head slightly, and looked at Lin Shiqi slowly.

In this room, besides him, who else is the "noble man" he said? He said this, and his meaning was already very clear, just waiting for Lin Shiqi to ask him personally.

Lin Shiqi's face looked very ugly. She knew that what Han Jinpeng said was true, and this was also a situation she had thought of long ago. If it were just a matter of workers' wages, Zhao Fan would lend her some money, and she would have the confidence to pay it back.

However, the problems Han Jinpeng mentioned are no longer solved by a little money. If the worst result really occurs, Lin Tianyu's company will not be counted, and he will still have to owe huge debts. At that time, it can be said that it will be doomed.

"Han Jinpeng, just say whatever you have, don't pretend to behave. What's going on? You and I know in our hearts. Is it interesting to continue acting like this?"

Lin Shiqi looked at Han Jinpeng coldly and said in a deep voice, suppressing her anger.

"Shiqi, what do you mean? I'm here to help you, what am I pretending? Since you don't welcome me so much, I'll leave."

"Oh, I'm treated like a donkey. I originally wanted my dad to come forward to say a few good things to Uncle Lin. Since you are so unhappy, I can't do anything about it."

"Uncle Lin is really unlucky. It's okay if there is a problem with the company. He even has an ignorant daughter. It's so sad!"

Han Jinpeng's face turned dark and he stood up. While walking towards the door, he pretended to shake his head and sighed.

"You wait!"

Seeing that he was leaving, Lin Shiqi clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth and shouted at Han Jinpeng's back.

"What's wrong? What else do you want to say? I don't think it's enough to scold me?"

Han Jinpeng turned around and looked at Lin Shiqi and asked in confusion with a smug smile on his face.

"You really have a way to help my dad?"

Lin Shiqi took a deep breath and asked, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"He can help, but with my ability, I will definitely not be able to do it. My dad has to take action. You also know that my dad has been doing business for so many years, and he will not be able to do business that loses money. Whether he can ask him to take action depends on your performance."

Han Jinpeng lit another cigarette, leisurely spitting out the smoke rings, and said with a point of view.

"What do you want?"

Lin Shiqi raised her hand powerlessly and blocked Zhao Fan's hand towards her and asked coldly.

"Okay, what are you talking about with him? Just a broken construction company, can it make a big splash? Don't you know what he wants? Or you are your people, or your Lin family's money, what else can it be?"

"Sit down, I'll handle this matter!"

After listening to this for so long, Zhao Fan wanted to know what the Han family's trump card was. He had no interest in Han Jinpeng's attempt. He stood up and pressed Lin Shiqi on the sofa, took out his phone, flipped through a number and dialed it out.

"Oh, is Mr. Zhao going to take action? Did I, Han Jinpeng, take a look and didn't recognize that there was such a great god here?"

"Let me guess who can you call? Mr. Fang? When I was in Yipinxuan that day, I thought Mr. Fang seemed to like you very much. But a pity, the business done by Mr. Fang's company has nothing to do with us."

"As such a big hole, even if you save Dong Fang once, you shouldn't be so generous to you, right? No one's money is not blown by the strong wind."

When Han Jinpeng heard Zhao Fan's words, he was slightly stunned, then sneered disdainfully on his face and ridiculed him slowly.

"If you don't shut up, believe it or not, I'll throw you out?"

Zhao Fan glanced at him coldly and said lightly.

Several bodyguards behind Han Jinpeng saw Zhao Fan's cold gaze, and their bodies suddenly tense up, subconsciously blocking him. Han Jinpeng shivered even more and took a few steps back without realizing it.

"Is it great if you can fight? A poor man like you who have developed limbs and simple minds will definitely not understand it. Only with money can he push the grind. If you dare to touch a finger, I have a way to make you sit in the bottom of the prison. Give you some face, and you really treat yourself as a scallion!"

Han Jinpeng was a little angry at his reaction, his face turned into a pig's liver, and he snorted coldly with gritted teeth.

"It's me, can you help me?"

Hearing a slightly cold voice coming from the other end of the phone, Zhao Fan was silent for a second and said.

...

"Haha, just keep pretending and destroying our Han family's construction company? You really dare to say that. Shiqi, I'm really worth it for you. I actually found such a little bastard who can only cheat."

"Okay, I'll wait. I want to see which great god you have invited to touch, and dare to say that you will destroy our Han family. Do you really think that everyone is just as idiot as you? There are not people who can destroy our Han family in Xiling City, but it is definitely not something you can invite to touch!"

When Han Jinpeng heard the content of Zhao Fan's call, he was a little surprised and soon laughed out loud with the bodyguards behind him. His eyes looked at Zhao Fan as if he was looking at an idiot.

Zhao Fan was a little confused at this time.

After briefly talking about the situation, Mu Qingya's answer to him was very straightforward, with only two words "Wait!"

Hold on?

What he said was to destroy a company. Mu Qingya actually asked him to wait?

Is Mu's company so powerful?

How much does it mean to wait? Wait for a minute? Wait for an hour?

...

"Old Han, Lin Tianyu will never have any other way except to bow his head to admit his mistake this time. You guy is really scheming and took him under your jurisdiction. In the future, the construction industry in Xiling City will be the dominant one. Don't forget me, the old man."

At the Datang Palace Hotel next to Xiling Square, Han Jinpeng's father Han Yunchao was talking to a bald man with a fat head and ears. Although there were only two of them in the huge private room, the big round table was full of dishes.

"Lin Tianyu is still a little capable. I originally wanted to make a relative with him, but since he is so ignorant, he has to suffer a little." Han Yunchao sneered, while casually picking up the phone on the table and pressing the answer button.
Chapter completed!