At this time, the difference between a fox friend and a brother can be reflected. A fox friend will only add icing on the cake and brag about it. However, a real brother may not praise too much in his words, but will silently help him in time. If you fall into the quagmire, he will immediately run over to pick you up.

But it is obvious that Liu Jiawei does not belong to the latter.

Zhang Jun knew it well and had a lot of opinions, but he didn't dare to express it. After all, Liu Jiawei was the young master who was in charge of the insurance industry. As a businessman, there were many places to ask the other party for his work in the future.

If you offend Liu Jiawei, I am afraid that many commercial projects will be on the red light, and the losses will be detrimental to the time being.

Therefore, no matter what, we must establish a good relationship with the second generation of officials with such powerful power, the better the stronger.

Therefore, Zhang Jun squeezed a smile on his face: "Sorry, Mr. Liu, I forgot that your family is not particularly rich. You can keep the money in the card for yourself, so I ask Afeng to borrow it."

So he turned to Chen Feng: "Lend me 300,000."

Chen Feng immediately said "ah".

"What, is there any problem?"

Chen Feng looked sad and said, "Mr. Zhang, aren't you making things difficult for me? Where do I have so much money?"

Zhang Jun glared angrily: "You little kid are you pretending to be confused here. Your dad is a well-known real estate developer in Zhonghai City. Do you have no money? Who are you cheating?"

"I used to be very rich and had a lot of money, but you know that Mr. Zhang also said that over the past six months, due to the release of the purchase restriction policy, the entire real estate industry has been in a recession. My dad's company has not sold a house for two months. Some sales staff are so depressed that they are about to jump off the building and commit suicide, so they don't have much money, and I only have 70,000 or 80,000 yuan in my card. Why don't you lend it to you first, and you can find another brother to think of a solution?"

"Haha, what a joke. The son of the real estate developer can't afford 300,000 yuan. I really can't believe it. Afeng, you can do it. You usually just call me brothers and brothers. You are not righteous at critical moments. I want 300,000 yuan. You only give 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. What's the difference between giving it or not?"

"I really have no money." Chen Feng looked innocent and seemed to be wronged.

"You can do it, I don't believe I can't borrow money today."

Zhang Jun then said to the car models, "You are waiting here, I'll go out to borrow money."

"No, if you disappear and play hide and seek, who will we ask for money?" The car models were worried that the other party would run away, so they pulled his arm and kept him from leaving.

"Damn, I am a rich second generation and will choose to run away for just a few hundred thousand? Are you wrong?"

Zhang Jun was furious and wanted to beat someone.

At this time, a female model suggested: "Actually you don't have to go out to borrow. There are so many rich people on the scene, so you can just borrow it."

This was a reminder to Zhang Jun, but he looked around and found that except for Liu Jiawei, Chen Feng and Paul, everyone else was Li Fei's people.

The people around Li Fei will definitely not lend money to him, and they don’t have to think about it.

"Mr. Paul, lend me some money."

"Mr. Zhang, I haven't paid my appearance fee yet."

"I didn't invite you, so I asked Mr. Liu to go to the money." Zhang Jun responded angrily. The hope in his heart was completely shattered, and it was unrealistic to borrow money from Kuaishou King.

What should I do now? Damn, a few minutes ago, I was still a rich second generation with hundreds of millions of wealth. In a blink of an eye, he became a person who could not even borrow hundreds of thousands of dollars. The contrast is so clear and the gap is so big that it is really sad.

Before he knew it, his eyes fell on Li Fei.

"Boss Li, you won so much money from me, it's no problem to give me 300,000."

Li Fei asked back: "I made money by real skills. I didn't steal it or rob it, so it's natural that I won any more money. Why do I have to give you money?"

Zhang Juntian said shamelessly: "Because...because you won my money."

"So, if you play cards in a casino, you can ask the winner for money at any time if you lose money."

"I didn't mean that, you saw it too. Now I really can't afford a penny."

"Go and kneel down and beg your dad. Hundreds of thousands are not a trivial point."

"I just want to ask you to borrow."

"I'm not your father, otherwise it would be natural to lend you money."

"What do you want to do before you can lend me money." Zhang Jun was extremely depressed. He never expected that one day he would rudely borrow money from his enemies, "Can I kneel down for you?"

After saying this, this guy really fell to the ground, a guy with no backbone at all, and his knees moved towards Li Fei.

"Don't get close." Li Fei waved his hand, "get out immediately after taking the money, and don't show up in Zhonghai City from now on."

"Okay." Zhang Jun was immediately delighted when he heard this.

"Huo Jing, give him 300,000."

"It's really a cheap guy." Huo Jing handed Zhang Jun unhappily 300,000 yuan.

As soon as the money was reached, the car models snatched it away. The models quickly disappeared without a trace with the money.

Zhang Jun was very depressed. Before the money was heated up, he was stolen.

He was not in the mood or face to stay here, so he turned around and left silently.

Behind him, Liu Jiawei and Chen Feng hurriedly followed and comforted each other.

"The old ones don't go to the new ones, Mr. Zhang, I believe you will make more money soon."

"Yes, as the saying goes, the casino is disappointed and the love is proud."

Zhang Jun responded angrily: "I'm so proud. This time I came to Zhonghai City, I didn't even get a single girl."

Chen Feng hurriedly said, "I'll go to the club to arrange two."

Liu Jiawei said with a smile: "Afeng, you must arrange high-end ones, do you know?"

"That's for sure, we must help Zhang Shao to relieve diarrhea."

Liu Jiawei patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder: "Young Master Zhang, go, you must be happy tonight, and you won't be drunk."

"Okay." Zhang Jun's mood was extremely poor, so he had to relieve it through girls and drinks.

...

The next day, Zhang Jun appeared in a ward in the hospital to visit Zhang Zuodong.

"Dad, I'm here."

"I thought you were dead." Zhang Zuodong was not surprised at the arrival of his son. Instead, he was full of anger. If it weren't for the injury, he would have jumped off the hospital bed and kicked him angrily.

"It's almost the same as death. Dad, what's going on?"

"If I had been gunshot wounded, if I hadn't been for my life, I'm afraid you would have never seen me."

"Who dares to shoot you? Don't live? I will deal with him immediately."

"A boy named Li Fei in Zhonghai City, son, will he give it to you."
Chapter completed!