After Zhao Changan got the call from the person watching the scene in Pengzhou, he was furious.

It seems that these three scoundrels, Dao Dao, Datou, and Mule, have committed serious crimes, otherwise they would not act so resolutely.

It is conceivable that these three guys will not be able to get out within seventy or eighty years.

"I guess someone in Pengzhou will set off firecrackers tonight to send off the plague god."

Zhao Changan laughed happily.

"What happened to each of them may not be very serious. They are nothing more than forced buying and selling, monopoly, bullying of men and women, and plundering."

"It's not serious, I feel like it's squeaking!"

"But if you think of the three of them as a gang, they're doomed."

"So you mean they're finished?"

"Absolutely finished!"

"Haha~"

Zhao Changan laughed proudly: "Fight with me? You really don't want to live or die!"

"You're obsessed."

Wen Ye criticized.

"Nothing, do I still need to hide in front of you?"

"So you are still far away from Cao Cao."

Wen Ye lay comfortably on the recliner and spoke plausibly: "I am afraid that people will secretly plot to kill me, so I often tell people around me: "I like to kill people in my dreams; when I am asleep, you should not come near me." One day, he was taking a siesta.

In the tent, the quilt fell to the ground, and a nearby attendant hurriedly grabbed it. Cao jumped up, drew his sword and killed him, then went back to bed. After a while, he got up, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Who killed my closest attendant?" Everyone answered the truth. Cao cried bitterly and ordered his life.

Give him a rich burial."

"Cao Cao presented the seven-star sword in front of Dong Zhuo's bed, then fled all the way to the home of his sworn brother Lu Boshe, and killed his family. This is the root cause of his illness."

Zhao Changan smiled and judged: "Don't look at his arrogance, but he is actually a garbage man."

"I'm not beautifying Cao Cao. The real situation of this matter is hard to say. However, Cao Cao's traitorous physique is undoubtedly revealed here."

Wen Ye did not argue with Zhao Changan, but changed the topic: "This way the road is smoothed. When will you let Jin Shibo take over?"

"Wait for two more months, wait until Xu San's matter is almost clear, otherwise it will appear that I am coveting his property. But before that, we can let Jin Shibo be an errand coordinator, and we can get familiar with him first."

In fact, when the crowds of gluttons in the mountain city were staring closely at the property in Xia Wenyang's hands, Zhao Changan, who had been displaying personal hatred, seemed to be willing to get involved in anything as long as he could defeat Xia Wenyang.

In the eyes of all the gluttons, he is simply a gifted and foolish boy who gives money.

However, how is it possible?

"Many of these people who have made a fortune are hard-working people who have become rich through shrewdness and sweat, such as Chen Fanping, Ai Dongshan, and Niu Meng'en; but there are also some who have made a fortune through deception, deception, and plunder.

Those who got up, such as Xia Wenyang, Xu San, Tao Longrong."

"Don't say it."

Wen Ye interrupted Zhao Changan and said with a smile: "You know the matter, just keep it in your heart. There is no need to be a literate scholar full of complaints."

"Okay, let's get down to business. Have you got the powder that Chen Jing wants? If not, I'll ask Liu Cui to mail the jar over."

"That jar doesn't belong to you, it belongs to all employees in need."

Wen Ye refused directly: "I took a small pill from these two jars. Do you know how valuable it is? Especially since we sit for long periods of time, joints and cervical vertebrae are most prone to problems. As long as it is not serious,

I will mix some herbs and make some dog skin plaster, and it will be effective after just a few patches."

Wen Ye casually handed a small tea box next to him to Zhao Changan: "No, it's enough for one year."

"Holy shit!"

"You don't need to scream. Just say it's what I said. I'll give it once a year as appropriate. If she's not convinced, just don't take it next year."

"I feel like she might have a fight with me."

"Oh, smack, smack!"

"Isn't this gentleman who hides weapons in his body a waste of women?"

Zhao Changan couldn't help but think of the life he passed through, where Wen Ye's name was "Thousand People Killed", and he seemed to have some enlightenment.

Wen Ye did not answer Zhao Changan. He glanced at the pendulum clock hanging on the wall in the main room, which was wound up and started working again: "It's already four o'clock, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Have a bowl of rice wine, that's it."

Thinking about the meeting in the evening, Zhao Changan didn't want to eat at this time.

As for Pei Pingjiang, he had never met him in real life. He had only seen it in newspapers and on TV. He didn't know much about this person's character.

But you can tell by looking at Pei Xuezhe that he is not someone like Xia Wenyang.

For such a person, Zhao Changan actually didn't have much confidence in his heart. He could only tell his guess about Xia Wenyang without fanfare or exaggeration.

So as not to be self-defeating.

——

At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhao Changan called Duan Fengqing and obtained the mobile phone number.

The phone rang three times and was connected.

"It's Zhao Chang'an, I'm Zhang Yuan, Boss Pei's secretary."

The voice of a young man was friendly and gentle.

"Hello, Brother Zhang, I am Zhao Changan."

"The boss is still attending an event. It ends at 7:30. How about you arrive at 8:00?"

"Can."

"Okay, you can go directly to the boss's house at eight o'clock. See you then."

"Brother Zhang, goodbye."

Zhao Changan hung up the phone. Since he still had an hour, he didn't intend to waste it.

According to the plan, he and Wen Ye will go to Wenjia Village tomorrow, bring Wen Ye's grandma back and stay for two nights the day after tomorrow, and give a speech to the students of the first grade together with Shan Cai the day after tomorrow.

In the meantime, I have to have a few meals with my parents. Fu Qingwei and his friends are coming back in the next two days and they also need to have a meal.

Zhang Xiaoxue, Li Yanqiu, and Fan Chao also called, and teacher Chang Youli also had to have a meal there.

Jin Shibo still had to talk to him and take him around a few more places.

Chen Fanping, Ai Dongshan, Director Wang of the scenic spot, Director Sun who is in charge of education and logistics, and Li Yongzhang, who had shit thrown at Zhao Changan's house, he had to meet all these people.

Calculated this way, Zhao Changan's time is not as tight as usual.

So he called Ji Lianyun directly.

Ji Lianyun didn't let Zhao Changan wait, and quickly got through.

"Zhao Changan, it's rare. Give me this call."

Ji Lianyun was smiling on the other side of the phone, looking proud of himself.

"Butt determines phone number, that's why."

Zhao Changan didn't have the time or mood to accompany Ji Lianyun in circles. After all, he had to at least meet Qu Duxing when he arrived in Zheng City.

Ji Lianyun is just a little rabbit he accidentally saw while raking the grass on New Year's Eve. He can be caught or not, so there is no need to go to great lengths with him.

"What you say is interesting, that means you are sitting here with me now?"

Ji Lianyun asked with a smile.

"Can you get 70% of Anju's shares if you don't do this?"

"Well--"

"I'm going to find you now. It will only take ten minutes. Wherever you are, I will go there. But if it's more than fifteen minutes' drive, forget it. I'll go to Zheng City in a few days."

"Going to Zheng City?"

Ji Lianyun on the other side of the phone looked wary.

It is normal for Zhao Changan to go to Zheng City, but it would be very abnormal if he told himself seriously that he was going to Zheng City.

"Yes; Mr. Ji, do you have time now?"

Zhao Changan's voice was filled with laughter.
Chapter completed!