Liu Kunlun does not need to rely on the courage of an ordinary man. He has almost inexhaustible money. With the wealth of the Wang family, it is not difficult to solve a person, no matter what his status and status are.

Matthew Miller is a very good private detective. He can use almost any resources, as long as the money is in place. He organized the traffic jams in the city that happened in Paris before. He hired no less than 30 cars to collide with each other. Vehicle compensation and personnel commissions were as high as hundreds of thousands of euros. These expenses were paid by Liu Kunlun in cash. The 100,000 pounds were commissions to old Matthew alone.

Old Matthew's work was not over. Through the French customs relations, he intercepted Chris' clear avatar from the surveillance camera of the exit channel. This picture alone cost 10,000 euros.

In order to verify whether Ye Feng was Ye Feng, Liu Kunlun made a special trip to Jinjiang. He wanted to find a person involved. The person who had met Ye Feng back then was Zhao Hongbo, who had once been quite famous on Jinjiang Road.

Since he was beaten by Liu Kunlun, Zhao Hongbo has stopped and later thought about coming out again. However, the reputation of the world is so bad that it is so bad. If you want to make a fortune, you have to pay a greater price.

Liu Kunlun now travels private jets, and even a two or three-hour flight will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. This is mainly to save time, but for others, this is the arrangement, this is the style, this is the score!

When Brother Kunlun returned home, his friends from Omi had to take time to greet him, regardless of how busy he was at work. This time was no exception. More than a dozen cars gathered at the gate outside the terminal of the business plane of Omi Yutan International Airport. All the people in the Omi scene came, including business elites like Lu Gang, Zhan Ziyu, and Zhuang Yu. Everyone was familiar with each other, handing a cigarette and chatting, starting from the recent big and small things that happened on the Omi ground, talking about the political structure of Jiangdong Province, and then to the international events, suddenly pointed sharply at the sky and said, "Look, Brother Kunlun's plane is here."

The Gulfstream had already landed at a low altitude. Liu Kunlun saw through the porthole a group of people waving to the plane, so he asked the pilot to shake the wings. The people on the ground were even more excited and were almost jumping up excitedly.

Liu Kunlun is their idol and their hero. When talking about Brother Kunlun, everyone has a lot of stories. This topic is an eternal topic of conversation on Omi Road. If you don’t know Liu Kunlun and have never drunk alcohol with him, you will be embarrassed to call yourself a social person.

From the initial blind flow of the garbage dump, to the little boy in Dunhuang, to Su Rongmao's driver and bodyguard, to the famous Dongmen Little Overlord, and finally the only heir of the super rich, Liu Kunlun has too many legends. He has never died after a few swords and axes, and destroyed five other people under high paraplegia. This is simply not a human, but a god.

Because it was a domestic flight, there was no customs in the business jet terminal. Liu Kunlun drove out with a few followers, stopped at the door, and greeted each other. Everyone rushed forward and took out cigarettes. In fact, Liu Kunlun had already changed to smoking cigars, but when he returned to his hometown, he had to follow the customs. He took a cigarette casually. The man handed the cigarette was ecstatic and said that some of them would blow when they went back.

A lighter stretched out, and the flames were like candles on the evening of the public memorial day. Liu Kunlun lit them nearby, saying that everyone is OK, just get in the car and drink. The Golden Swan Hotel is booked and I treat you.

"Kunlun, take my car and report to you if you have something to do." Lu Gang said.

"Okay, talk on the road." Liu Kunlun got on Lu Gang's BMW under the envious eyes of everyone. He invested in a lot of business in Jinjiang. There was a shortage of funds in Lu Gang's Golden Swan Hotel project in the later stage. Liu Kunlun generously donated 10 million to solve the urgent problem. Lu Gang repaid his favor and hired Liu Yimeng as the deputy general manager of Jin Swan Hotel when recruiting personnel.

On the way to the hotel, Lu Gang took out the financial statements of Jintian Swan Development Company. With the strong help of Liu Kunlun, Jintian Swan quickly became the leader of Jinjiang's real estate industry, won the original textile factory plot, and became the bidding king of that year. The first phase of Swan Garden was in very good sales and earned a lot of money.

"The land acquisition of the European Garden has been completed, and the three connections and one leveling is almost done, but the airport has not been relocated yet. Is there any change?" Lu Gang asked carefully.

"There is no change, follow the plan." Liu Kunlun said.

The Golden Swan Hotel stands on the west side of the railway station. It is a five-star hotel. The hardware and software for catering and accommodation are the best in Jinjiang. Liu Kunlun went to the room to rest first. He asked Lu Gang, didn’t he say that there would be investment in Wuhan Huatian before, and how many shares they hold.

"The incident turned out to be bad later, and I don't want to cooperate with them." Lu Gang said lightly, but Liu Kunlun understood that this was because Chu Tong broke up with him. Lu Gang could no longer cooperate with Chu Yanran. He could only take care of both ends. Of course, this was something that happened after confirming that he was Wang Huayun's illegitimate son. Lu Gang is a very wise man and will not act irritably.

Liu Kunlun felt sad when he thought of Chu Tong. He stopped asking more questions and said to Zhan Ziyu who didn't dare to interrupt, "What about Zhao Hongbo, how are you doing?"

Zhan Ziyu said: "Does Brother Kunlun want to deal with him? I will find a reason to detain him immediately after you say something."

Liu Kunlun said I wouldn't do him, and I had something to do with him.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Zhan Ziyu said, and immediately went to the side to make a phone call, and then Qi Qingyu came over to report other matters.

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In the evening, Zhao Hongbo was drinking with his friends in the mutton restaurant. He has been doing very poorly in recent years and has been on the decline. He was originally a formal worker hosted by the provincial government, with many friends in the world, and has become soldiers. He has also handled a good relationship with the sons of the provincial and municipal leaders. Now that the economy is developing greatly, even former textile factory workers like Lu Gang have turned into developers, with hundreds of millions of dollars in funds, but Zhao Hongbo lost all his work.

The receptionist handled a corruption case, the leader was investigated, and Zhao Hongbo was also arrested as an accomplice. Fortunately, he counterattacked and provided key evidence. He completely sentenced the old leader to ten years in prison, but he did not fall well and was double-dismissed by the unit. From then on, his friends in the officialdom ignored him.

The yamen that Zhao Hongbo had known before were not doing well. He finally cursed a central-level third-generation red generation and died. After the former secretary of the municipal party committee, Li Xingwen, became the vice chairman of the Provincial CPPCC, it can only be said that he had been safely implemented. His son Li Xiaojun lost his former prestige and moved to other places. Zhao Hongbo's backstage was gone, his reputation was also bad. He was caught in a sudden night and had a serious illness and spent all his savings. It was a dead end.

He planned to make a comeback and found two old ladies to open a hair wash room. He usually did business seriously, but when he met a fat sheep, he would make a fairy dance. Zhao Hongbo hid a police uniform and specialized in doing this.

I just met an acquaintance who had a meal in a mutton restaurant. It was still a bill bought by an acquaintance. Zhao Hongbo was wearing a cigarette in his mouth and wearing an Adidas sportswear. He rubbed the big bald man who was scratching green and went to the hair washing room to rest. The two old ladies chatted with him while eating melon seeds. There was a young young man outside who seemed to want to come in and spend money, but when he saw a bald gangster sitting inside, he refused to dare to come in.

Zhao Hongbo was afraid of delaying his business, so he got up and went out, but the young man came to him: "Is it Zhao Hongbo?"

"Who are you?" Zhao Hongbo was very alert, afraid that he would encounter revenge. He offended many people in his early years.

"It's Brother Ziyu who called you something wrong, but I can't find your phone number. I heard that you have a store here, so I'll call you." The young man said.

"Oh, is that right? He should have my number. Maybe he has changed his phone. I'll call him one." Zhao Hongbo vaguely felt that something good happened, so he took out his phone and said, "What's the number of Zhan Ziyu?"

After calling, Zhan Ziyu said, Brother Zhao, come here quickly, there is someone waiting for you downstairs of the Golden Swan Hotel, don’t ask, good things, chance!

Zhao Hongbo immediately took a taxi and went straight to the Golden Swan Hotel. When he came to the nearby area, he remembered that there was no good cigarette on his body, so he bought a pack of hard China and pinned it on his body. Then he went up. There was Zhan Ziyu's younger brother downstairs in the hotel, and took him to the elevator and pressed the highest floor button. It is said that there is the presidential suite of the Golden Swan Hotel on this floor.

"Who is here?" Zhao Hongbo asked.

"Brother Kunlun." The younger brother answered proudly.

The elevator door was opened, and this floor was covered. There were two bodyguards at the entrance of the elevator to be responsible for security checks. They used metal detectors to sweep Zhao Hongbo, which was so terrifying.

Liu Kunlun was talking to Zang Hai in the suite. The boy was lucky in disguise. He got Wang Haicong's huge compensation because he cut off his hand and opened a big hotel for him. However, Zang Hai's foundation was too poor. He only worked in a barbecue stall and had no ability to manage a large hotel. He called all his relatives and friends to work, and the management was a mess. His cash payment was as messy as the old society. His monthly income was not enough. His friends just had to eat for 100,000 yuan.

"Zang Hai, you can't do this, or you can take it to others, or you can find a general manager and be a hand-off manager. Look at me, there are so many assets under my name, and I never interfere randomly. If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand, do you understand?"

Zang Hai nodded like pounding garlic and said he knew.

Liu Kunlun sighed. He thought that Li Ming had taught himself not to give these old friends too much money. They were poor and could not afford it. Instead, they lost their ability to work and enterprising spirit because of getting a lot of money. They were addicted to gambling and drug use, and they lost their lives early. There is no such thing as promoting mien to fight against migrants, which is not completely unreasonable.

Zhan Ziyu knocked on the door: "Brother Kunlun, Zhao Hongbo has arrived."

Liu Kunlun said he would let him in, and then he saw an old man with a vicissitudes walking in. He was wearing an outdated sportswear, exuding the decadence of an old hooligan. Looking back at the time, Zhao Hongbo was in his prime. After the battle at the bridgehead of the North Bank, there were hundreds of cars whistling past the second bridge of Huaijiang River. How majestic and so cool, he is now like an old dog.
Chapter completed!