"Young master of the Song family, is it possible that a municipal party committee secretary has troubled you? Lang Guoqing is nothing more than a shrimp. He can only play the role of a pawn at most. The Chen Hongfeng you mentioned is a real person.
The real big fish. The Nanhai Chen family, huh, I think there is no need to exist anymore!" Zhuo Yifan said with a cold snort.
Song Yingjie looked embarrassed, then smiled bitterly and said: "I don't have the courage like you, Young Master Zhuo, to make the Chen family disappear in the South China Sea casually. But I still want to remind you, no matter what you do, you must consider
Let’s look at the consequences. After all, the Chen family has too much influence in the South China Sea. If it is not handled well, it may cause a series of chain reactions!"
"If you let me know what the bomb has to do with the Chen family, even if they are relatives of the King of Heaven, I will not let them go!" Zhuo Yifan hummed noncommittally.
At this moment, Shen Jiayi's door was suddenly opened from the inside. Angel frowned and stood at the door and asked: "I almost woke up Sister Jiayi. Do you want to take down the entire floor and send more people?"
Come in person?"
"Well, this is best. Lest some blind people come to disturb Jiayi's rest." Zhuo Yifan nodded in agreement.
"Then get busy, I'll make some arrangements!" Angel nodded, then closed the door again.
"Let's go!" Zhuo Yifan turned to look at Song Yingjie and ordered.
The two of them then came to the hotel parking lot and got into an Audi A8. This car was used by Zhuo Group's subsidiary company in Nanhai and was temporarily used by Song Yingjie and Shen Jiayi.
"Neither of us knows the road, how do we get there?" After getting in the car, Song Yingjie held the steering wheel and asked somewhat depressedly.
"Isn't the navigation working?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a frown.
"That large area is being demolished, the roads have been changed in various ways, and the navigation can't keep up with the pace!" Song Yingjie explained somewhat depressedly.
"Well, it seems that we need to find a local as a guide. After arriving in Wenchang, are you afraid that you won't be able to find someone familiar with the roads?" Zhuo Yifan nodded, and then asked disapprovingly.
Song Yingjie gave a wry smile that was speechless, then started the car and drove out of the hotel.
"Xiaofan, what are you thinking about? Don't you suspect that Lang Guoqing is related to Jiayi's injury?" Song Yingjie saw that Zhuo Yifan was silent along the way, so he simply spoke to break the dullness.
Ground atmosphere.
"What do you think?" Zhuo Yifan did not answer, but shook his head and asked.
"I think?" Song Yingjie frowned subconsciously when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "A municipal party committee secretary shouldn't do such a thing, right?"
"What do you think of Lang Guoqing?" Zhuo Yifan asked noncommittally.
"Lang Guoqing? I have read his information. He is relatively calm and capable, and his ability is undoubted. Otherwise, he would not be able to take the position of Secretary of the Sanya Municipal Party Committee. But this person is a bit petty, has a dark personality, and is easy to hold grudges. Offend this person.
There are only two consequences for a breeder, one is to kill him, the other is to be killed by him!" Song Yingjie explained concisely and clearly.
"Then do you think Lang Guoqing will use some special means to solve some things?" Zhuo Yifan asked with raised eyebrows.
Song Yingjie was stunned when he heard the words and couldn't help but think deeply. Zhuo Yifan's words moved his heart. As Lang Guoqing, he really didn't bother to do these things, but just because he didn't do them, it didn't mean that no one would do them for him.