Ren Wenbin's body was even stiff, and then subconsciously slapped himself in the face to make sure that he was not dreaming.
Then, he took out his cell phone and started making a phone call.
When he first made a phone call, he was able to remain calm to a certain extent.
But the more the call ended, his face became more gloomy and pale, and his whole body was trembling.
Because he found that everything the secretary said was not bad.
The company's situation is even several times worse than that in the secretary's report!
In the past, he offended, suppressed, and extorted people.
Those who seemed to him to be able to die at any time and could easily make them fall into the abyss, unknown when they actually united.
Moreover, these people seem to have found a huge backer, but they dare not get along with the honest intermediary?
This is simply a big deal!
But the problem is that quantitative change causes qualitative change.
If there are only one or two opponents, Ren Wenbin doesn't care at all, and he will kill him as he wants.
But when these enemies and all of them gathered together, even Ren Wenbin's iron-blooded skills did not know what to do at this moment.
Companies that seem powerful and even go public in time can fall apart at any time now.
And all this is because of a call from the little guy in front of him...
The secretaries, assistants, followers and others who followed Ren Wenbin all looked ugly at this moment.
The female secretary in stockings said in a slight voice: "Ren...Mr. Ren..."
"What should we do now!"
"What are you afraid of? To put it bluntly, someone just started some waste and couldn't get along with me!"
Ren Wenbin gritted his teeth.
"Can I be afraid of them?"
"If this method can kill me, I don't have to stay in Yanjing!"
Speaking of this, Ren Wenbin looked at Ye Hao and Zheng Man'er with a sneer and said sarcastically: "Do you know why our honest intermediary is so awesome in Yanjing?"
"Because my backstage is the Tang Sect of Yanjing, the leader of the five major clans of Daxia!"
"My godfather is the head of the Tang Sect in Yanjing!"
"I have a phone call, and all of these people who are incompatible with me will have to get out!"
"After all, if you offend the Tang Sect of Yanjing, who can still trade in Yanjing?"
Speaking of this, Ren Wenbin proudly picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.
Moreover, in order to show his awesomeness, he deliberately pressed the speaker key.
Soon, the phone was connected opposite, and a slightly older voice came: "Wenbin, what happened?"
Ye Hao felt that this sound was a bit familiar, so he should be Manager Tang.
Ren Wenbin nodded and bowed even though he was passing through the phone: "Godfather, that's right. There is a bastard named Ye Hao. He dared not to get along with me and mobilized a group of waste to hit our honest agent in the face!"
"This is not giving you face, nor is it giving face to the Tang Sect in Yanjing!"
"You must help me with this anger!"
Manager Tang, opposite the phone, seemed to be slightly stunned, as if he was considering something, and did not speak for a while.
Ye Hao smiled faintly and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Mr. Tang, are you sure you want to get along with me?"
Manager Tang, opposite the phone, seemed to be hesitating.
Ye Hao continued: "Three days, but it hasn't arrived yet."
Hearing this sentence, General Manager Tang shivered. He knew very well what Ye Hao meant...