The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Little New Year’s Eve.

That night, Zhao Guilan prepared a banquet at home and invited her daughter-in-law Su Zhirou's aunt Su Ping and her family to have a meal at home. According to the custom of the older generation, this is called farewell.

Su Ping's character is a bit snobbish, but this woman has high emotional intelligence and is quite smart. As Jiang Hua's wealth and status increase, she becomes more and more low-key and never shows off to the outside world.

Even many colleagues in the same company as her didn't know that she had such a wealthy relative in her family.

Her daughter Gan Tiantian has been working under Jiang Hua. The little girl has a good personality and has never used relatives to seek personal gain in the company.

My uncle, Gan Dongping, is also a good old man with a non-competitive and non-competitive personality. He is the kind of intellectual who concentrates on studying knowledge.

The two families live in the same city and often interact with each other. The atmosphere at the dinner table is very harmonious.

After exchanging pleasantries, it was natural that they couldn't help but talk about how Su Ping's house was almost demolished yesterday.

"Speaking of this, I have to thank Lao Du. If he hadn't happened to come to Lao Gan to play chess, how could we have stopped those vicious Sangmenxings."

Su Ping still looked frightened, and her tone was angry.

Her daughter Gantiantian now has a good income and is fully capable of buying a new, better house in the city center.

The reason why I have always lived in the old town without moving is because I am used to living there, I know all my neighbors, and I don’t want to leave the familiar environment.

"Lao Du is indeed a good person and worth getting to know deeply."

Jiang Hua echoed.

"Speaking of this, He Zhicheng is really nothing. Since he took over the renovation of the old city, he has ruined many families. Such a wicked person will go to hell after death."

Su Ping scolded angrily.

Her home was in the old city, and everything she saw and heard were tragic events caused by demolition.

"You are so arrogant and domineering, but no one has ever cared about you?"

Jiang Hua is away from the provincial capital all year round and does not know much about the situation in the city.

However, through the experience of the Huarui family, he could also see how heartless and crazy He Zhicheng was.

Now he and the other party not only have a personal vendetta, but also a righteous relationship, and he wants to seek justice for Hua Bin who died in front of him.

"Someone is in charge. Old Xu in the city has a good official reputation and a just person, but he is too upright and fell into He Zhicheng's trap. He was transferred away before his term was completed. He didn't know that the new Zhao

Feng, can you suppress He Zhicheng?"

Gan Dongping said dullly.

In the past six months, He Zhicheng has made the provincial capital such a mess that even an honest man like Gan Dongping has been holding back his resentment.

"Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by death. He Zhicheng can't be arrogant for a few more days."

Jiang Hua said calmly.

Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and he promised He Zhicheng to go to the banquet. Tomorrow there should be an explanation for all the grudges.

That night, not only Jiang Hua was having a farewell banquet with his family.

The home of Lao Sun, who is far away in the capital, is also lively, with relatives and friends gathering together.

However, an encrypted phone call from abroad interrupted Lao Sun's family dinner.

Perhaps due to the influence of Jianghua's butterfly wings, there is a slight deviation in history here.

Just the day before the Spring Festival, Sam took action against the Eagle Kingdom.

When Lao Sun received the call, he was shocked because Jiang Hua accurately predicted this war a month ago.

After such a big thing happened, Lao Sun definitely couldn't continue to eat at home. That night, many people stayed up all night.

Qiao Bin received the notice in the middle of the night, got up from bed and ran to the work unit for a meeting.

The conference room was filled with smoke.

"Let's talk about it. The latest information has been sent to everyone. Let everyone share their opinions."

The ashtray in front of Lao Sun was full of cigarette butts.

Before presiding over the meeting, he first held a meeting with a few old guys. Everyone's first reaction to the high technology displayed by Sam during the war was shock, followed by numbness in the scalp.

Because this is a brand new way of fighting, this is an area that everyone has never been exposed to before.

In the conference room, the sound of paper was heard.

After reading the information in hand, everyone's eyes were shocked, and a chill ran down their backs.

"Are you shocked? You never thought that a war could be fought like this?"

Lao Sun looked around at everyone in the conference room, his eyes bright.

"I'm really shocked, but this information is still not perfect enough, and it always gives people the feeling of seeing things in the fog."

Qiao Bin frowned.

How to put it, it's just like ordinary people watching martial arts masters compete, they feel very powerful, but they can't tell what is so powerful.

"Indeed, this is a way of fighting that we don't understand at all and have never thought of. It subverts my view of traditional warfare."

Lao Sun finished smoking a cigarette and lit another one for himself.

He felt the same as Qiao Bin, because it was the first time he came into contact with these things. Of course, his heart was shocked, but if he was forced to say one, two, three, he couldn't say it for a while.

"Leader, we don't understand these things, but maybe someone can. After all, that monster predicted this war a month ago."

Qiao Bin took a deep breath and said.

"Contact the military division over there and prepare a special plane. I want to see Jiang Hua as quickly as possible."

Lao Sun put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

It was already four o'clock in the morning. He had not slept all night last night. Many people in the conference room were shouting from under the covers.

Everyone is very sleepy, but no one is in the mood to sleep now and can't sleep either.

"Today is the Spring Festival. If we drag that guy here, I don't know if he will have any resentment in his heart."

Qiao Bin rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly.

"Go there in person and be polite. Although this guy is slippery, he always has a correct view of the overall situation. I believe he can understand."

Lao Sun stood up and walked over to open the window. The smell of smoke in the conference room was so strong that it choked people and made it difficult to open their eyes.

Nine o'clock in the morning, provincial capital, Haiyatt Hotel.

Luxury cars were parked in front of the hotel. The bosses who came to the banquet, with their hair slicked and sleek, wearing suits and leather shoes, walked into the banquet restaurant with invitations in their hands and their heads held high.

"Mr. He is really generous this time. I heard that he spent a lot of money to invite top domestic song and dance troupes to perform."

"What's this? Look at the decoration of this hotel. It doesn't look like the Crystal Palace. The returnees are different. They even gave the New Year's Eve banquet a theme, called the Dragon Palace Crystal Banquet."

"I have a friend who watched the rehearsal of the song and dance troupe a few days ago. He said that there was a dance program in which the Clam Girl presented her gifts. It was very exciting. It was such a winter. The beauties were really cool in what they wore. We were all in for a treat.

"

The bosses who walked into the banquet hall gathered together in twos and threes, talking animatedly.

Zhicheng Real Estate has taken over the reconstruction project of the old city, and the big plate with more than 10 billion yuan, if there is any leakage between the fingers, is enough for these small bosses to have their mouths full of oil.
Chapter completed!