East China wind!

The first echelon of powerful people in Hangzhou City.

He has been operating in the local area for forty years, and his personal influence is so great that every time someone is transferred to this city, before they take office, they will visit his residence in advance in order to build a good relationship between the two parties.

Some people once said that if the Jiang Group were the dominant local power in Hangzhou.

Then, Hua Dongfeng is a veritable earth emperor.

In Hangzhou City, big and small, all the people on the stage who see the East China style will take the initiative to give in and lose their status.

There is a saying that a powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. I dare not say it after leaving Hangzhou, but in this native land, Huadongfeng's words do have unquestionable dominance.

Over the years, Hua Dongfeng has lived in seclusion behind the scenes and rarely appeared in public, but his influence is still growing day by day.

As his disciple, if Jiang Wanchao encounters trouble today, Hua Dongfeng will definitely help him.

According to the previous procedures, he would only give an oral message and order the other party to settle the matter. How could he use a folding fan as a token and write his name to prove his identity?

To put it bluntly, the fact that Hua Dongfeng could do this was enough to give Yang Zong face.

Why, the disciple in front of him, holding the folding fan named by himself in both hands, said tremblingly, "I don't dare to give it away?"

"Listen to what you mean, Yang Zong won't give me Hua Dongfeng's face?" Hua Dongfeng frowned. Although his expression still looked calm, he was filled with boundless anger in his heart.

After forty years of ups and downs in the Vanity Fair, he finally reached the top of Hangzhou City, overlooking this prosperous metropolis. Who dares not to give him face in his Huadongfeng territory?

"Master, it's none of Mr. Yang's business!" Jiang Wanchao was really about to collapse now. Why didn't his master let him finish what he said?

"It's none of his business, but whose business. Don't you know who is in charge of Hangzhou now?"

this moment.

Perhaps Yang Zong felt that Jiang Wanchao was too ink-stained.

Or maybe Yang Zong saw that Lin Fan's face didn't look good.

He came straight to Jiang Wanchao, grabbed the phone from his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Huadongfeng, Hushuai is looking for you!"

"It's useless for anyone to look for me. Yang Zong, let me tell you, I, Hua Dongfeng, will definitely take possession of that piece of land in Dongcheng District!!!"

When Yang Zong heard this, he sighed in his heart, "Huadongfeng, Huadongfeng, you are really looking for death!"

at the same time.

The old housekeeper standing next to Hua Dongfeng suddenly trembled and reminded him quickly: "Master, Lin Wushuang recently received the title of Tiger Commander!"

"Lin Wushuang?"

"Who did you just say? Lin Wushuang?!!"

When Hua Dongfeng silently recited these three words, he didn't remember what the name represented at first, but the next second he recalled who Lin Wushuang was, a huge wave suddenly rose in his heart!

Later, Lin Wushuang's life and story swept through his mind along with this huge wave.

Lin Wushuang.

The master of Wushuang Pavilion.

A man who stands at the pinnacle of the martial arts world has the aloofness of someone who dares to stand alone in the world without peer.

If at another time, another person said the same thing.

People from East China would think that they have the same name and surname.

But now it was Yang Zong who said it, which means that this Lin Wushuang is the deity!

"Master, master..."

Seeing Hua Dongfeng lying limply on the ground, the housekeeper held the phone and quickly went to help him.

At the same time, Lin Fan, standing by the window in the executive meeting room, spoke, "I'll give him five minutes!!!"

Hearing this, the housekeeper couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what should I do?"

"Prepare, prepare a car, hurry, send me to the Jiang Group!!!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zong held the phone and was filled with emotions.

Over the years, wherever he has the East China style, his status as the number one person in Hangzhou has always existed in name only.

Now, Lin Wushuang has arrived.

Did this local emperor lurking in Hangzhou finally realize what he was afraid of?

…

Almost at the same time!

Outside the executive meeting room, Zhao Kai's voice came, "Mr. Yang, Wang Liang is here!"

Compared with Hua Dongfeng, Wang Liang did not dare to hesitate at all after hearing that Yang Zong was looking for him.

However, when he saw the situation inside the house, his face instantly turned pale.

Because he discovered that the person he usually looked up to, Yang Zong, was delivering the brewed tea to a young man!

Obviously, the young man is in charge today!

"People are here!"

After Yang Zong put the tea cup down, he whispered a reminder.

After hearing this, Lin Fan slowly raised his head to look at Wang Liang at the door, waved to him, and when he approached, picked up the newspaper on the table and asked with a smile, "Your article?"

Wang Liangzhan glanced at it nervously and found that the content in the newspaper was exactly the article he published today. The content was nothing special. He just expressed his views on Bai Yan's welfare home from his own point of view.

"Yes, it was written by Wang." Wang Liang lowered his head and replied.

Lin Fan nodded, "Do you own any real estate in your country?"

"Yes, yes."

Wang Liang was confused. He didn't know who Lin Fan was, let alone what happened. But seeing so many important people present, he didn't dare to hide it!

Just when he was wondering about Lin Fan's identity, Lin Fan suddenly suggested, "Hangcheng is vigorously developing, how about we put it up for sale and donate the proceeds?"

Hearing this, Wang Liang suddenly became anxious, "Why? That's the house I bought with so much hard work and a lot of money. Why should I sell it and then donate the money to support the development of the city?"

However, when he finished saying these heartfelt words, he suddenly realized something. He looked up again and found Lin Fan staring at him with a half-smile.

"You know how much you care about your own house? Are you not willing to donate money to support urban development?"

"In this case, where did you get the courage to show your understanding of justice and repeatedly ask others to donate your yard for free?"

"I, I..." Wang Liang was speechless.

boom!

The next second.

Lin Fan pressed down with five fingers, and with a bang, Wang Liang's head and the tabletop exploded at the same time. Because the force was too great, the pot-bellied editor-in-chief immediately knelt down with blood dripping from his body.

"Accusing me, Yan'er's mother, of not having enough capacity? Not even willing to donate a yard? Then where is your capacity?!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Fan saw the frightened Hua Dongfeng at the door and asked with a sneer, "Come on, Mr. Hua, tell me why moral gentlemen dare to be so shameless these days?!"

Facing questioning.

Hua Dongfeng, who had just arrived, couldn't help but feel frightened.

He did not dare to answer for fear of being implicated.

After all, he never thought that the famous Lin Wushuang actually came out of the Dongcheng Orphanage!

Nor did he expect that Lin Fan would pull out a list to such an extent that even a reporter who was very literal-minded would be included.

Seeing Hua Dongfeng pretending to be dead, Lin Fan suddenly grinned, "Since you don't say anything, you shouldn't have any problem with me beating him, right?"
Chapter completed!