"My dear daughter, what did Mr. Jiang say? Is that little beast dead?"

The moment the phone was hung up, Wen Hongjuan asked excitedly.

However.

As soon as she said these words.

Lin Mengyu's cell phone suddenly fell to the ground, and what followed was Lin Mengyu's extremely frightened voice, "Mom, Jiang... something may have happened to Young Master Jiang. The person who just answered the phone was that little beast Lin Fan."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Wen Hongjuan's expression suddenly changed, "Why does that little beast have Mr. Jiang's cell phone?"

"Mom, we may have underestimated that little beast. What should we do now?"

"How about returning the patent to him? He is no longer something we can deal with!"

“Can’t pay it back!!”

Wen Hongjuan refused without thinking, "Now the patent is our last trump card. If we return it to that little beast, won't he take revenge on us however he wants?"

"Then, what do you think we should do?"

Lin Mengyu naturally understands this truth, but now that something has happened to her backers, she really doesn't know what to do.

"How about, my daughter, you go get in touch with our distant relatives of the Lin family and give the patent to them so that they can protect us?"

At the right time, Lin Boyuan, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"Distant relative?"

Hearing this, the mother and daughter looked up at Lin Boyuan, not understanding what he meant.

"It's like this. I only recently learned that Lin Dahai, the chairman of Lin Hai Group in Shanghai, is a relative of our family. He called me a few days ago and told me that he was very interested in our family's patents. At that time, we were backed by

Jiang family, so I refused without thinking, but now I have been cornered by that little beast, how about giving the patent to Linhai Group?"

"Furthermore, I also heard that Lin Dahai's biological son Lin Can will come to Hangzhou tomorrow to attend an engagement banquet of the Chen family. I think we might as well take advantage of this opportunity to climb up the ranks of the Lin family.

?”

As Lin Boyuan told what happened, Wen Hongjuan and Lin Mengyu's eyes completely lit up.

Linhai Group.

That is a real giant in the business world. How can the Jiang family compare?

If a family of three could climb such a high branch, would they still be afraid of that little beast Lin Fan?

Think of this.

Wen Hongjuan smiled and patted Lin Mengyu's shoulder and said, "My dear daughter, are you going to do some repair surgery? Try to get rid of Lin Can and let our family take off completely."

Hearing this, Lin Mengyu said proudly, "Don't worry, I'm professional in handling men!"

…

The second day.

In the courtyard of Washington DC.

A burly man knelt in front of an old man wearing a moon-white robe with a sad face, and cried bitterly, "Master, my son was killed."

The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Hai's biological father, Jiang Wanchao.

Last night, after he received news that his son had been killed, he took his son's body directly to Washington to seek help.

However, after waiting all night, his master allowed him to come in.

"Well, the person who was nailed to death by Lost Soul should have been done by people from the Southeast Region. Have you offended them recently?"

"There is no master." Jiang Wanchao said sadly.

"That's strange, ordinary people, who dares to take action against you?!"

No wonder Hua Dongfeng said this.

After all, in this three-acre area of ​​Hangzhou, everyone who can touch Jiang Wanchao basically knows that Jiang Wanchao is his dog raised by Huadongfeng.

And, those who don’t know, don’t have the ability to touch Jiang Wanchao.

Now, Jiang Hai died for no reason, which made Hua Dongfeng curious.

Just when he was about to speak and continue asking, Jiang Wanchao's cell phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Wanchao took a look at the caller number and found that it was from the company, so he hung up.

However, Hua Dongfeng said, "Take it, maybe something happened again."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanchao nodded and immediately answered the phone, "Hey, Vice President Han, what's the matter?"

now.

On the other end of the phone, Vice President Han, who was holding up his mobile phone, said with his legs shaking uncontrollably, "Jiang...Director Jiang, Mr. Yang is here. He, he specified that he wants to talk to you about the Dongcheng District issue."

"Huh? Mr. Yang? Are you talking about Yang Zong?" Jiang Wanchao asked with a frown.

"Yes, it is……"

Vice President Han glanced at Yang Zong, who was making tea for Lin Fan, and felt bitter in his heart.

Today is Monday.

The day when their group holds a general meeting.

Originally, they gathered together as a group of senior executives to wait for the chairman to arrange work.

However, these senior officials never expected that the chairman did not wait for him, but instead Yang Zong, the number one man in Hangzhou, and Hu Shuai, who was now extremely popular, waited for him.

Moreover, looking at the posture of the two of them today, it is obvious that they are coming with bad intentions!

Therefore, under Yang Zong's instruction, he immediately called Jiang Wanchao, hoping that he would handle it.

Here, after Jiang Wanchao confirmed that it was Yang Zong, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, I get it!"

Toot toot…

After hanging up the phone, a hint of realization suddenly appeared on Jiang Wanchao's face, "Master, Yang Zong is in my company and asked me to come over and talk about the issues in Dongcheng District."

Hearing this, the expression on Hua Dongfeng's face suddenly turned cold, "I'm still curious, who dares to touch you, it's Yang Zong!"

"It seems that the old boy also wants to eat that fat piece of meat in Dongcheng District. Is killing your son just to test my attitude?"

"Master, what should I do?" There was no hatred on Jiang Wanchao's face at this moment, but only fear.

After all, in the final analysis he is just a businessman.

Facing such a giant as Yang Zong, if you say you don't panic, that would be a lie.

"It's okay, it's just Yang Zong!"

With that said, Hua Dongfeng took a folding fan from the butler's hand with four characters written on it, and signed his name on it without saying anything, Hua Dongfeng!

"Take it over and tell Yang Zong that I will give these four words to him and ask him to keep a low profile for me in Hangzhou!"
Chapter completed!