At home, when Chen Tianze was coaxing his child to play with the living room, a knock suddenly came from outside the door.

"Who?" Fang Mulan asked, shouting.

"Open the door, I'm a fat guy."

After hearing the sound, Fang Mulan walked to the door, pulled open the security door and asked with a smile: "Come here again?"

"Can you really lose people? Is it still lacking food every day at this level?" Erpang pointed to Ozawa in the room in a joking manner and said, "I'm asking the leader to report on the work."

"Come on, brother, come in and sit down." Chen Tianze waved his hand with a smile.

Erpang took off his shoes when he heard the sound, entered the room and kicked Xiaoze on the butt: "Give your second brother a face."

"What's wrong? You dare to show off at my house? Do you believe it or not, I will train you together with my son?"

"I'll let you two go together."

"Haha." Fang Mulan smiled as they heard the conversation between them and shook her head helplessly: "Can you two be a little bit positive? You are so old that you still have a bickering, just like a cerebral corpse."

"Men, don't interrupt me, go and give us some tea." Chen Tianze said in a very stylish manner.

"Speak softly, don't leave later, you can kneel down to someone else." Erpang sat on the sofa and picked up Chen Ao, lowered his head and said to Ozawa, "Tell you something serious."

"Ah, you said."

"The son of Secretary Yin in the city holds a one-year-old banquet. Can you go with me tomorrow?" Erpang asked softly.

"It won't work tomorrow, I have to go to North J." Chen Tianze shook his head and responded: "I have made an appointment with Wu Xianghao, so I can't let other pigeons go."

"Then there is nothing I can do." Erpang nodded.

"Do you still need to protect Secretary Yin's relationship with you? You can just go by yourself?" Chen Tianze frowned and asked.

"No, he called me before holding the first year banquet. He told me on the phone that some policies in the city may need to be adjusted, and they were vague, so I was not very supportive." Erpang replied softly: "You said that except for the changes in the policies in the real estate industry, the rest of the city has little to do with us. He told me inexplicably why this is done? So I want you to go over and let's ask him together."

After pondering for a while, Chen Tianze asked helplessly: "Why do he have any relatives at home who need to invest in this?"

"If this is the case, that's a simple matter, but I'm afraid it's not, so I have to ask in person."

"Oh, if I don't go to Beijing J, I can go to see him together, but I have already made an appointment with Wu Xianghao." Chen Tianze smoked and paused for a while before adding: "Let's do this. If you think it's hard to do this, I'll take Lu Tao together tomorrow and you two will talk to him."

"It's OK." Erpang nodded.

...

Downstairs of Shen Y's community.

Zhao Chen sat in the car and slept for a while, and his eyes were red and asked at Wang Yuan: "What time is it?"

"It's almost 11 o'clock." Wang Yuan lowered his head and glanced at his watch, cursing speechlessly: "This Zhou Dafa is still addicted to playing, and he hasn't come out yet."

"Fuck, what time will I have to wait?" Zhao Chen said a little annoyed: "I have to go to the construction site tomorrow morning. What's the matter with this?!"

Li Changliang was sitting in the driving position. Listening to the conversation between the two, he immediately persuaded him: "You two are sleepy, so go back first. It's 12 o'clock, so I guess there's nothing wrong with it. There's no need for the three of us to accompany him here."

"That's not necessary. We both have come. If we want to leave, we must leave together." Zhao Chen asked righteously: "Are you two hungry?"

"Why aren't you hungry? I didn't eat anything tonight."

"Then I'll buy some skewers?" Zhao Chen looked at Li Changliang and said, "There is nothing to eat except barbecue."

"I'll go."

"No, no, I'll go." Zhao Chen reached out and picked up his coat and replied: "I feel a little uncomfortable sleeping, so I just went out for some breath."

"Okay, then you can go quickly."

"You two have nothing to do with food, right?"

"No, eat whatever you buy." Wang Yuan responded carelessly: "It's better to make two more cold beer bottles."

"It's OK."

After saying that, Zhao Chen pushed the door and got out of the car, walked and rushed outside the community.

...

On the other end, Chen Wenhao, who also drank a lot tonight, sat in the company office, pulled his neck and shouted at the person below: "Where is Bi Ziwen's phone number?"

"Brother, you've drunk too much, why don't you beat him tomorrow." A young man next to him persuaded him with kindness.

"I didn't drink too much, do you still need to tell me?" Chen Wenhao has been extremely frustrated recently. After experiencing several mistakes from himself or the above, he has been at a disadvantage in the fight with Ozawa. But if he only suffered some physical losses, Chen Wenhao may not be so excited, but since the incident of Fatty Huang, he has been suffering major economic losses, which is something he can't accept.

Not only did he lose money, but he also asked Xiaoze to hold a gun on his head. This kind of fame and fortune has already caused Chen Wenhao to be filled with anger. Today, even Bi Ziwen, who was later, dared to secretly talk about him, so he ignited Chen Wenhao and couldn't control himself and wanted to rock.

"Give me the phone number of Bi Ziwen!" Chen Wenhao smoked, slapped the table and shouted again.

After thinking about it over and over again, the young man finally pushed the phone in front of Chen Wenhao and said, "Brother, even if you call Bi Ziwen now, he will be in trouble to answer your questions."

"Don't worry about it."

Chen Wenhao waved his hand, lowered his head and picked up his cell phone, compared the number on the young man's phone, and dialed it directly to Bi Ziwen.

About ten seconds later, Bi Ziwen answered the phone lazily: "Hey, hello, who?"

"I am Chen Wenhao."

"Oh, Wenhao, why did you think of calling me?" Bi Ziwen replied politely: "Is there something wrong?"

"I want to fuck your mother!" Chen Wenhao cursed simply and roughly.

"…..." Bi Ziwen was silent when he heard the sound.

"Are you stupid? Ah, Bi Ziwen, tell me if you stupid?" Chen Wenhao continued to scold: "Although we didn't know each other before, we are still people in the circle that plays in the same place. What the hell do you think? Can you sell the land to Shen Tianze? A few days ago, I let Qiu Er say something. Whoever wants to help Zhou Dafa contact the land sale is that it's impossible to get along with me, but you don't take me seriously? Do you think you are feasible? Bi Ziwen!"

After Bi Ziwen was silent for a while, he replied with a smile: "Did you drink too much, Wenhao?"

"I'll drink your mother's B!" Chen Wenhao continued to curse, "I'll ask you, do you think you're OK!"

...

In a community on the street.
Chapter completed!