I feel happy when I send it out like I send New Year’s money.

At this moment, there were nearly 400 people downstairs of China National Petroleum Branch.

Police dispatched to maintain order.

However, the people are legally demanding, and the police are not easy to interfere.

He directly forced Hua Jie into a turtle with a head-reducing turtle.

"Sister Feifei, this trick is so detrimental!" An office employee was amazed.

Shen Feifei glanced at him: "What? Isn't convinced? If you were to let you get bad, you won't even get a place!"

"Sister Feifei, look!" Another employee put his phone in front of everyone.

A screenplay of the parking lot of China National Petroleum Corporation is being played in the short video software.

The photographer obviously focused his attention on luxury cars.

It is always necessary to describe the grand occasion of luxury cars competing in the parking lot of China National Oil Corporation.

But when I clicked on the comments, I was almost cursed.

It is said that the leader of China National Petroleum Corporation is fat enough, but instead he did not even allow land in front of the development of the local company.

That's right, after Wang Hui arranged this matter, it began to ferment on the Internet in just one day.

Although Huajie has been the general manager for the past few years and has no big trouble, he still dares not stand up in the face of the surging people's words.

I had sent a security guard before and wanted to clean up the square in front of the office building.

But soon, hundreds of people sat down and the security guards retreated.

Who dares to go up in this posture?

In the afternoon... the filming team of the Provincial TV station came with relevant personnel from China National Petroleum Corporation.

It is probably to recover some influence.

Chen Feifei called Wang Hui to report.

Wang Hui didn't care at all.

He had expected this long ago.

I had already been venting my energy with Guan Min and made arrangements.

When interviewing Hua Jie in a column of the provincial TV station, another interview was also being conducted on Guan Min.

You are a state-owned master of China National Petroleum Corporation, and I, Dingxin, are not an unknown junior in the province!

Isn’t it just to use news to fight?

Who is afraid of whom?

After one round, the news advantages of both sides offset each other.

The key decisive battle point has returned to the gas station.

Move, or not?

It's a problem.

The two brick walls are erected to separate the gas station from the construction site.

The road is still driving normally.

This is what Wang Hui means.

In the command center of the construction site, Wang Hui and Zhao Hongliang sat face to face to drink tea.

They already knew everything about the round of struggle between the two sides.

Only then did Zhao Hongliang realize that Wang Hui also prepared some post-tricks at the group level.

"Brother, I'll count on you for the glory and wealth of my brother in the second half of his life!" Zhao Hongliang was convinced by Wang Hui.

One by one, it made Baiqin Gas Station and Huajie help each other.

Wang Hui laughed: "Brother, this battle has not been finished yet, don't be happy first!"

"When will the game be finished?" Zhao Hongliang asked.

"It's almost!" Wang Hui said calmly, "Actually, we have used so many resources to demolish the gas station, which itself shows that we are at a disadvantage."

"If it weren't for the CNPC company's concerns about face, if it wasn't for the gas station without qualifications, if it wasn't for the CNPC's losses, as long as one or two projects were withdrawn, the city would definitely not be able to withstand it, and we would have to give in!" Wang Hui looked helpless.

This is reality.

Dingxin Group spent a lot of effort to force the other party to dismantle a gas station.

"Deputy Director Wang!" A construction site manager rushed in, "The gas station manager is back in a tank truck!"
Chapter completed!