Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 238 Group**

"Those who know me are gentle and kind." Wang Sen agreed deeply. From the evasive words of the Wang family at the dinner table, Wang Sen can find out that Wang Yonghao's career is not going well at the moment. "Wang Yonghao is an official who has landed in Fengzhou from another place to airborne from another place

, not many people can use it under his command, and now the transportation system and cultural education system are in line with him. What's even more terrible is that Wang Yonghao defeated the powerful police chief Lin Feng as soon as he came to power, which made the superior very dissatisfied.

We must not let others know about this relationship with Wang Yonghao. Otherwise, it will be a heavy blow to his career."

"Then let's try to go through the procedures." Tang Wanrong nodded and said, "Wang Yonghao's son is not a good thing. He stared at me while eating, and was so annoyed. I never want to see him again."

"It's all my relatives, why do you have to do this?" Wang Sen comforted him. Tang Wanrong snorted, stepped on the accelerator and the car roared away.

Tang Ziqiang also had some understanding of the dispute between Guangsha Group and Tangfeng Group, but he did not expect that the second son of Guangsha Group would actually visit him personally for this matter. Although Guangsha Group is his strong competitor, Tang Zi

Strong thinks that you can't just think about it in front of the younger generation, as this will make people laugh at it.

"Nephew, I remember that when my father and I started our business together, we have been working hard for so many years, but fortunately, everyone has achieved success in their careers." Tang Ziqiang held a cigar in his mouth and paddled a long-handled match, waiting for the matches.

It burned, slowly put it on the head of the cigar and roasted it little by little, took a sip, closed its eyes and savored the mellow smell of the cigar.

"Good Upman cigar, do you want one?" Tang Ziqiang took out one from a mahogany cigar box and threw it to Fan Jian. Fan Jian took it and threw it up like smoking. He threw the lighter up and moved it up.

Tang Ziqiang shook his head when he saw it.

"It's so spicy, a little bitter." Fan Jian took a deep breath, choking him to cough. The smell of this thing was far worse than that of cigarettes, but for the sake of face, he had to suck in big mouthfuls, hoping to end the pain as soon as possible.

"The nouveau riche is just tasteless." Tang Ziqiang sneered in his heart. Seeing that Fan Jian was smoking in pain, he threw a box of cheap cigarettes in crude packaging to him. Only then did Fan Jian press half of the cigar into the ashes as if he had been amnesty

The jar, grabbed the cigarette and lit it, and showed a satisfied expression on his face. This is the cigarette!

"What does nephew mean?" Tang Ziqiang asked leaning on the back of the chair. Fan Jian smiled and bounced the ashes. "As long as Uncle Tang helps me to help me get the construction contract for the fifteen village-to-village project from Tangfeng Group

I'll always be grateful to you if I grab it from there."

"I am grateful, I am so sincere." Tang Ziqiang waved his hands repeatedly. Although he smiled happily on his face, he greeted the 18th generation of the fat man's ancestors one by one. What is my relationship with Tang Wanrong? My uncle and nephew.

Relationship, what are you? Let me rob my niece of my money and give it to you? This person is too thick-skinned!

"If Uncle Tang has difficulties, we can provide financial support." Seeing that Tang Ziqiang was in trouble, Fan Jian threw down another bait. Tang Ziqiang nodded slightly, put half of the cigar on a special walnut shelf, and squinted her slit.

My eyes looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, not knowing what I was thinking.

"What does uncle mean?" The room was so quiet that the cigar smell spread to every corner. Fan Jian sneezed. Seeing that Tang Ziqiang didn't say a word, he was a little anxious. "As long as uncle offers a price, small

My nephew will do it.”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say!" Tang Ziqiang laughed, but there was no further information.

The talks fell into a state of silence again, Fan Jian was thinking quickly in his heart, and he weighed his teeth, couldn't bear to bear the child or the wolf, so he just tried this!

"Uncle, if we buy your property at a high price, what do you think? The property market has been in a downturn recently, everyone has seen it. And as far as I know, your property sales have been sluggish and you can't sell a few units a month. It's better to switch stocks than to buy them.

Give it to us, this will not only revitalize the non-performing assets, but also turn losses into profits!" When Fan Jiangang said this, he saw Tang Ziqiang's face change three times. He slapped the table and shook out the ashes in the ashtray

, which scared Fan Jian.

If we don’t talk about these properties, Tang Ziqiang is in a better mood. When talking about these properties, he will not make a fuss. He was fooled by Wang Sen, the little bastard, and spent 300 million to buy these.

The market is now sluggish, and the people are very dissatisfied with housing prices, so sales are very poor. So far, the 300 million debt owed to banks has increased to 350 million. If these debts cannot be repaid by the end of the year, it will inevitably lead to Tang's family.

The group's capital chain has made it worse.

Tang Ziqiang remembered that he had been in the world for many years and had met countless experts. With his skills and courage, he had to work hard to make a path, which made him achieve today's achievements. Unexpectedly, when he was old, he was actually a fledgling hair.

The head boy waved a word, and he couldn't swallow the anger.

"Nephew, don't blame me for saying ugly things in the front. Although those properties have good geographical locations and have a lot of room for appreciation in the future, the market is now sluggish. If you can't stand it, don't take action." Tang Ziqiang's words are indeed

It was from the sincerity that he began to feel a little sympathetic to the fat junior in front of him who looked like a ball.

"It doesn't matter, the country will not watch the real estate market fall." Fan Jian said with his chest patted, full of confidence, "The sluggishness is temporary, and growth is long-term."

"Okay, the total construction area of ​​those properties is 800,000 square meters. Let's do it, it's worth 500 million yuan. If you think it's OK, we will sign the contract immediately." Tang Ziqiang finally realized that "a pitiful person must have something hateful."

The truth of this sentence is that this kid is not optimistic, but purely lack of intention. He should slap such lack of intention.

"It's too expensive, 200 million!" Fan Jian was really ruthless in price cuts. Tang Ziqiang snorted, "Whatever you want. As long as you can beat Wang Sen." The implication is that there is nothing to talk about.

Fan Jian remembered Wang Sen's face that was smiling evilly, and involuntarily touched his butt. Since the assassination of Wang Sen failed, he was worried that Wang Sen would come to him to take revenge every day, and had nightmares all night long, and now he finally

How can you not seize the opportunity to turn the tables?

"Okay, we've agreed, 500 million yuan, I'll buy your property, and help me get the fifteen roads in villages." Fan Jian stood up and said to Tang Ziqiang in a very rude tone. Tang Ziqiang

I didn't care too much about his rude behavior. I just smiled at him, picked up the half cigar and lit it, and took a sip, "You are ready to pay! Assistant Luo, notify the financial company to complete the handover procedures and give it to you

guest!"

"Poor ghost! Old bastard! Bastard!" On the way back, Fan Jian scolded Tang Ziqiang for being a bloody spit. The old guy must be poor to the end and couldn't even throw away his cigarette butt. No wonder he spoke to his lion.

The news almost immediately reached Wang Sen's computer. Wang Sen held his chin and studied it for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud, which scared Tang Wanrong, "Why are you giggling?"

"It's really an insult to my IQ when we meet an opponent like Fan Jian." Wang Sen read this message to Tang Wanrong, and Tang Wanrong also smiled and poked Wang Sen's forehead, "Hate it, just

You are smart!"

"Of course." Wang Sen blinked at her and touched her face while Tang Wanrong was not paying attention. Tang Wanrong's face turned red with shame, "So many people are watching..."

"There are many ordinary people blocking the door and saying that they want to repay the land acquisition compensation." Qin Qiaohui hurried in and said, "General Manager, what do you think you should do?"

"It must be from Gaomiao Village!" Wang Sen's fire rushed up. I hadn't looked for them yet. They just came to the door. Wang Sen grabbed the mop in the corner of the wall and folded it, picking up the mop.

The pole rushed into the corridor, "The employees on the 21st floor, you can search the guy and go out with me!"

"This fool is sick again." Tang Wanrong's mind was a little confused, but she knew Wang Sen's temper. If she didn't stop him, something big would definitely happen. She hurriedly led Qin Qiaohui to the elevator entrance. She just arrived at the elevator entrance.

It was discovered that Wang Sen was already rushing down with more than a dozen men with glasses.

"Wang Sen has something to say! Don't make trouble!" Tang Wanrong shouted anxiously at the phone, but Wang Sen is in the elevator now, how can he answer her phone?

Many people had already gathered at the door. These ordinary people were driving small vans in tractors. Two strong men held up banners and wrote "Repay my hard-earned money". They pulled open in the wind and made a loud noise. More people

He was holding a stick in his hand and looked fierce. It seemed that he had to swallow Wang Sen alive.

"It's so good, there are quite a few people!" Wang Sen was angry and didn't bully people like this. What hard-earned money? Did you sweat a drop when you were building the road? You were so shameless.

There were many reporters carrying cameras in the crowd, and they were interviewing the people. Many passers-by also stopped to watch, holding their mobile phones and DVDs to shoot continuously.

"No filming is allowed!" Wu Jun shouted loudly, but was stopped by Wang Sen. "Let them take pictures and don't get caught by them."

With the media's boost, the people's emotions became more and more excited, and the whole scene was almost out of control. Many people waved wooden sticks and smashed at the employees of Tangfeng Group, beating these weak otaku complained.

"Manager, fight back!" Wu Jun's eyes were on fire, and he said, holding the bucket in his hand tightly. Wang Sen had already passed the impulse just now, and his mood calmed down a little bit, "Don't fight back! Retreat!"

"Hand in hand, forming a human formation!" Wang Sen ordered again, more than 100 male and female employees were blocking hands in front, enduring the beatings of the people, but none of them retreated.

The reporters and citizens present were stunned. Why did the ordinary people who were still victims just now become thugs in the blink of an eye? How can we report this?

"Why haven't the police come yet!" Tang Wanrong pressed 110 anxiously again, but she heard a series of busy voices. She angrily threw the phone to the ground, walked to Wang Sen, and grabbed his hand.
Chapter completed!