Park Ki-kong hung up the phone and scolded Lee Se-hwa for being hypocritical and immortal.

"Damn it, I'm not dead!"

"Superficial guy!"

"I agreed happily the previous second, but I turned against me the next second!"

"I'm shameless and say that I'm my father's best friend!"

"Get out!"

"Father doesn't have friends like you!"

Park Ki-kung yelled like an explosive.

After about a minute, he found Han Xuanning's number of Lotte Group and called.

Beep a few times and the phone is connected.

"Haha, Uncle Han, it's me, Qi Qiang."

Park Ki-kong said respectfully.

"Oh, Qiqiang."

"Hello, hello!"

Han Xuanyu's kind voice sounded from the other end of the phone. He and Li Shihua are both older and long-term partners of Junxian Group.

"Uncle Han, hello, are you in good health?"

"Haha, no, I'm old, and now I live in a wheelchair, how can I be better?"

Han Xuanyu was walking in his yard, talking lies while walking with his eyes open.

He knew that Park Ki-kong must have asked him for help, so he said he was in poor health so that Park Ki-kong would give up the idea of ​​helping.

Like Li Shihua, he also received a mysterious call just now, "Who can't help Junxian Group, otherwise he will be against the supreme leader."

Therefore, the above meaning is very obvious.

To help Junxian Group is to oppose national leaders.

He didn't dare to borrow a hundred courages from him.

"Uncle Han, you have always been in a healthy body, how could you sit in a wheelchair?"

Park Ki-kong spoke in a skeptical tone.

"That was before. I slipped and broke my tailbone in the yard a month ago. I could only spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair."

"But it's okay, the group's affairs have been handed over to the younger generation. I don't have to worry about the group's affairs, I'm happy."

Han Xuanyu pretended to be optimistic and asked him the next sentence, "By the way, are you asking me for something?"

"That...is...is nothing!"

Park Qiqiang has been struggling in the mall for decades, but how could he not hear the meaning of Han Xuanyu's words?

He knew that Han Xuanyu deliberately played Tai Chi with him, and it was obvious that he didn't want to help him.

If you don’t talk about it, you will have more than half a sentence.

Since he refused to help him, he didn't have to talk nonsense to him.

It's useless to say more.

"Okay, I wish you a speedy recovery!"

Park Ki-kong said indifferently and hung up the phone.

As soon as I hung up the phone, my inner anger could not be suppressed and broke out on the spot.

"Go to your Han Xuanyu, put it and pretend to be a cripple for me."

"A month ago, half a month ago, I saw you swimming in the pool."

"It sounds nice, I asked you for help but I was so reluctant to refuse."

"I, Park Ki-kong, swear that after passing this level, neither of you will cooperate with Junxian Group."

"My father misread you!"

"Two old people are immortal!"

"Everyone pretends to be sick for me. One day I will find an opportunity to make you live worse than death."

Park Ki-kong pulled his fist and smashed it hard on the sofa, venting his anger.

"Son of a bitch!"

"I remember you!"

"I'm still calling you uncle!"

"Fengshui turns around!"

"There will always be times when you beg me!"

Park Ki-kung held his cell phone and returned to the living room.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Brother, what did Uncle Li and Uncle Han say? Do you agree?" Park Qigong asked anxiously.

"shit!"

Park Ki-kong cursed the words "two" and confused the two brothers beside him.

"this?"

"Brother, what's wrong? They are unwilling to help?"

Park Ki-sung guessed the result and asked softly.

"Yes, the two old guys are unwilling to help!"

"Li Shihua said he was busy with me the next second, but he regretted that he didn't care about his business and wanted to recuperate."

"And Han Xuanyu, he is even more disgusting. He pretends to be life and says he is lying in a wheelchair, and the group is handed over to the younger generation."

"It's clear that I don't want to help us."

Park Ki-kun's anger was not gone, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"hateful!"

"They are not my father's best friends, they are so cruel."

Park Ki-gong sighed, "Did my father leave and his affection with Junxian Group be cut off?"

"The tea is cold when people leave!"

"Profit-oriented!"

Park Ki-sung said eight words and looked at Park Ki-kong, "Brother, if they are not kind, we cannot blame us for being unrighteous. We will cancel our cooperation with the two families."

"That's right!"

"Brother, they are not even willing to help us in the world. If there is anything else to do in the future, they are willing to help us."

"Let's cut off all cooperation between the two companies."

Park Ki-gung also agreed with Park Ki-sung's statement.

"OK."

"I'll inform you now, and you will also inform you of the projects on your side."

"good!"

"We brothers are united, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."
Chapter completed!