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Chapter 118: The Folk Style is Sturdy

Zhao Dong was completely shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would talk such nonsense.

Seeing that the villagers in Wanglu Village were all looking at this side with hatred, Zhao Dong hurriedly said: "Fellow folks, don't get excited. This person is just talking nonsense. We are really our Linjiang Shifeng Group. If we want to

Go to Nanyang to discuss business."

Pointing to Ouyang Qing beside him, Zhao Dong continued: "This is the president of our Shifeng Group. We originally planned to take the highway, but there was a car accident at the highway intersection and we changed to the national highway. The national highway was also closed due to the accident.

I had no choice but to pass through our village."

"You can't believe what you said. How could there be such a coincidence that there were car accidents on the expressway and the national highway? I think you just want to steal the child!" A villager said angrily.

Zhao Dong hurriedly explained: "Auntie, listen to me, why are there car accidents on highways and national highways? Then you have to ask this person!"

Zhao Dong pointed at the young man: "Actually, he is our competitor and can't compete with us in business, so he adopts such despicable methods. The car accidents on highways and national highways are all caused by them. As long as he blocks us until tomorrow

At twelve o'clock at noon, the business will belong to them!"

"You fart, don't believe his lies. There are so many of them here just to steal children. Let's call the police and arrest them."

"Have you ever seen so many people steal children in such a big way? Even if they did, how did you know we were coming today?" Zhao Dong asked back.

"I think you have ulterior motives to deceive the villagers!"

The young man was so suffocated that he couldn't speak, so he had to focus on the village chief: "Old man, what are you doing standing still? Call the police and arrest them! They are bad people!"

The village chief touched Huazi in his pocket, looked at the twenty thousand yuan in his hand, and suddenly slapped the young man on the face.

The young man was stunned and stared: "Old man Deng, if you dare to hit me, do you think your life is too long?!"

The village chief smiled coldly: "You bitch, you actually cheated me. We in Wanglu Village never bully others, but others don't want to take advantage of us. You want to use our hands to stop you."

Our competitors are using us as their spearheads. Let me tell you, there is no door. Who ordered you to come!?"

"Old man, don't make a toast without being fined. I'll scare you to death if I tell you. Mr. Du Chong from Zhicheng Real Estate is my boss, and I'm a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. You fucking..."

"Ouch..."

Before the young man finished speaking, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, blood trickling out from between his fingers.

With the village chief taking the lead, a dozen villagers holding farm tools swarmed the young man and beat him up!

The young man was still yelling and cursing at first, but his voice gradually disappeared.

Only then did the villagers stop.

Looking at the young man again, he was covered in blood.

Zhao Dong and others were shocked, what a strong folk custom!

"You are pretending to be dead, right? Tell me who sent you here. If you don't tell me, I will send you to the police station!" the village chief asked.

The young man was covered in blood and his face was ferocious. The pain in his body made his whole body tremble. He pointed at the child beside Ouyang Qing and said, "It's her. She is a spy of the Shifeng Group. She asked me to come."

Hearing this, Ouyang Qing and Zhao Dong frowned.

Tong Yan lowered her head, not knowing what to think.

Others in the Shifeng Group also looked at Tong Yan in disbelief.

She is Ouyang Qing's secretary, how could she be a spy?

However, there are also some female employees who are jealous of the beauty of children and start to take pleasure in others' misfortunes.

Zhao Dong walked up to the young man with narrowed eyes and slapped him twice.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will skin you!"

The young man glanced at Zhao Dong. After thinking of something, his pupils quickly dilated and he even stuttered when he spoke: "You, you are Zhao Dong?!"

"I advise you to leave quickly and don't risk your life for a little money."

In full view of everyone, the young man stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Zhao Dong: "I'm sorry, Brother Dong, I didn't know it was you. Please forgive me."

After saying that, the young man ran away as fast as he could.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't understand why this young man's attitude changed 180 degrees after he recognized Zhao Dong.

The young man ran out of the village in one breath as if he had eaten Xuanmai, unable to stop at all.

When he reached a deserted place, the young man looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was chasing him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Dong actually came. If you ask who is the real big boss on Linjiang Road now, an insider will definitely name Zhao Dong.

Although he is not a gangster, although he has no place and no subordinates, Gangzi has to call him Dongge when he sees him. Even Zhao Si, the old stickman, is beaten to submission. To fight against such a person, he must be too embarrassed to die.

Soon.

After hesitating for a moment, the young man called Du Chong: "Du, Brother Du, I quit, I want to go home."

"What do you mean?" Du Chong, who didn't know the situation, was confused.

"Ouyang Qing came here with Zhao Dong. I was almost beaten to death by the villagers in Wanglu Village. I quit my job and I don't want this month's wages either. Survival is the most important thing, that's all!"

After saying that, the young man quickly hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping blind tone coming from the handset of the mobile phone, Du Chong frowned, is this Zhao Dong very powerful? I have never heard of this person before.

"Give you ten minutes and find someone named Zhao Dong!!"

"Zhao Dong? Are you talking about Zhao Dong who was cuckolded by Wang Shifeng?"

Du Chong smiled when he heard this: "I've heard about Wang Shifeng's affair. It turns out that he was playing with Zhao Dong's wife. So why is Zhao Dong getting involved with Ouyang Qing now?"

"It's complementary, Brother Du, think about it. I heard that Zhao Dong's wife was very beautiful, and Wang Shifeng slept with his wife. In the end, they divorced. Then Zhao Dong must have felt uncomfortable, so he seduced Ouyang Qing. Although Ouyang Qing

She is old, but her skin is well maintained. The more this kind of woman is, the more attractive she is, so get rid of the heat!" Next door, a young man touched his bald head and laughed.

Du Chong was a little angry. Capturing Ouyang Qing was the most important part of his Nanyang plan. Now that his bald man said that Zhao Dong and Ouyang Qing were having an affair, Du Chong felt very uncomfortable.

"Get the fuck over here!"

Thirty seconds later, Baldy arrived at Du Chong's room.

"Brother Du, what do you want from me?" the bald man asked.

"Don't talk nonsense about Ouyang Qing in the future, or I will sew your bad mouth with a needle!" Du Chong said: "Tell me about this Zhao Dong."

The bald man murmured in his heart, what happened to Brother Du today? He heard with his own ears that Brother Du called Ouyang Qing a slut of his age.

Is Brother Du interested in Ouyang Qing?

"Zhao Dong used to work in building materials, but then the business was sluggish and he rode a three-wheeler all day long to deliver express delivery. Her wife may not be able to withstand the temptation and fell in love with Wang Shifeng.

Later, Zhao Dong divorced her. By the way, Song Lao Lao Qiu Zhi took money from Wang Shifeng and wanted to kill Zhao Dong, but all three of them failed.

A few days ago at Erxian Bridge, Zhao Si and Gangzi had a fight, it was because of this Zhao Dong, and Zhao Si was later treated submissively," Bald Man said.


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