Han Ling's face turned blue and white, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Huang Yu, you'd better explain it to me clearly."
He asked Zhang Dabiao to come over for negotiation because he wanted to develop peacefully, because the current business model is like this. If you can't beat it, then join in.
Judging from the current situation of Hanjia Lingtong Group, if it cannot produce a competitive product, it will not be the opponent of Zhifu Company after all.
But Lvtong is rich. As long as it can establish a deep cooperative relationship with Zhang Dabiao's wealth company, in the face of huge financial resources, it can gradually encroach on it, and it may not be impossible to turn wealth into the Han family's wealth.
That's good. Before the business was even discussed, a shit basin was put on one's head. Which coin is so insidious?
Isn’t it too damaging?
"Han Ling, you are just a bastard. You are trying to show off in front of me. If I hadn't listened to your nonsense, I would be sick. Go and provoke this bastard...Zhang Dabiao..."
Lvtong Group is very powerful, but the old Huang family is not bad either. They are all second generation, so everyone knows who is doing what.
Now Huang Yu has been dug and buried by Han Ling. What's abominable is that the grandson still refuses to admit it. This is intolerable, but what is intolerable is, "Uncle, break his leg for me. If something happens, I will be responsible!"
Han Ling's expression changed, and he hurriedly moved towards Zhang Dabiao, glaring at Zhang Tianfang warily, and threatened: "Zhang Tianfang, please don't mess around. Huang Yu's matter has nothing to do with me."
But just after saying this, before Zhang Tianfang could touch him, Zhang Dabiao put his hand on his shoulder.
Han Ling's expression suddenly changed, but he saw that Zhang Dabiao had already looked at Huang Yu at this time, "Go on, I will make the decision for you."
Huang Yu's head suddenly turned white.
Listen, listen, he beat me and actually threatened to let me make the decision?
There is nothing funnier than this in the world. He pointed at the sofa angrily, "My cell phone is over there. The password is six zeros. There is a text message on it that Han Ling, my grandson, sent me. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself."
Zhang Dabiao picked a color towards Liu Yuting. Liu Yuting immediately ran to the sofa and found Huang Yu's mobile phone. She quickly entered the password, her face immediately dropped, and she took it in front of Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao looked at the text message. Just as Huang Yu said, someone did send him a text message. The content was exactly the same as what he said. The person who made the note was Han Ling.
Zhang Dabiao casually replied, and Han Ling's cell phone rang in his pocket.
Thinking of this, Han Ling was so startled that sweat broke out on his forehead and he hurriedly touched it.
Zhang Dabiao said in a deep voice: "Take it out!"
Han Ling narrowed his eyes and grabbed his pocket with force, obviously not wanting to hand over his cell phone.
Although he came to see Zhang Dabiao, he was very polite, but deep down he looked down on people like Zhang Dabiao, and his future successor of Lvtong Group also wanted to save face.
"Boss Zhang, is it not necessary?"
"Take it out!" Zhang Dabiao had lost his patience, grabbed Han Ling's collar, and rudely snatched his cell phone away.
Han Ling, with his small arms and legs, is really no match for Zhang Dabiao.
Seeing that the phone had fallen into Zhang Dabiao's hands, at this moment, he knew it was no longer the time to save face, so he unlocked it for him and asked him to look at his phone.
Sure enough, the text message was empty, except for the one sent by Zhang Dabiao just now.
"Boss Zhang, I have never sent such a text message." Han Ling said solemnly.
At this point, the cooperation can only be put aside for the time being, and the misunderstanding must be resolved. Only in this way can we slowly figure it out and let Lvtong's hands go deep into the company.
Once he wins the Fortune Company, he, Han Ling, will definitely be the brightest kid in front of his father, Han Chaoqun. Even if he likes his eldest brother, there is no reason to give him a chance to make a comeback.
Because he, Han Ling, is more capable.
Because of this, he came and put aside his dignity belonging to the Han family to negotiate with Zhang Dabiao.
"You fart, this text message was obviously sent by you, God knows if it was deleted by you." Huang Yu spoke with certainty, and tears of grievance kept falling down.
After all, his innocence was proven, but he was also seriously injured. His whole body ached, and he didn't know if he could be cured.
Zhang Dabiao looked at Han Ling and then at Huang Yu.
In fact, at this moment he believed Huang Yu. If it turned out to be true as he said, Han Ling deleted the text message after sending it.
But again, if Han Ling really wanted to give him a Hongmen Banquet, why would he still show up here? Especially at the moment when he was afraid, he instinctively moved towards him, which shows that in
In Han Ling's heart, Zhang Dabiao is still very trustworthy.
If he planned this Hongmen Banquet, how could he trust Zhang Dabiao?
When people are afraid, their subconscious reactions will not be false.
If it was really him, he would definitely not move closer to Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao felt like his head was numb. What the hell is going on?
Would you rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go?
"Can you take a look at that text message?" Han Ling suddenly asked.
Zhang Dabiao nodded and handed the phone to Han Ling directly.
"Yu'er, I found a great one today. If you want to have sex, come and make friends. I will make an appointment with a little boss named Zhang Dabiao to make friends later. The little secretary next to her is very exciting. If you like it, just play openly. That
Zhang Dabiao can't even kick him. I can guarantee that even if you play in front of him, he won't dare to say no! Rain or shine, friends are waiting for you!"
The more he looked, the faster Han Ling's eyelids jumped. He still replied to a text message, but his phone rang again.
At this moment, Han Ling was dumbfounded because he had never sent such a text message.
And this text message cannot be sent by a fake base station. Is this really a ghost?
"Who has ever touched your phone?" Zhang Dabiao glanced at the door and asked coldly.
When Han Ling heard this, he felt as if two tendons suddenly came together in his head, creating a ball of sparks.
That's right, just because he didn't send it, it doesn't mean that others haven't used his phone to send this text message.
He looked sharply at the door, but the person he wanted to see disappeared.
Zhang Dabiao had just focused all his attention on Han Ling, and he could feel that Han Ling was not lying, because a person's aura cannot lie.
However, Han Ling didn't have any sudden intentions. On the contrary, the person who came with him turned ugly and left quietly just now. It was for this reason that Zhang Dabiao had the question just now.
"Damn bitch, stop here!" Han Ling chased her out without even thinking.
In the corridor, the sound of high-heeled shoes stepped on became more and more urgent, followed closely by the crisp sound of a slap on the face, and the choked scream of a woman.
After a while, Han Ling grabbed the woman who came with him back to the private room and came directly in front of Zhang Dabiao, "Boss Zhang, this damn bitch must have sent it."
The woman is 1.7 meters tall, with a slender waist comparable to an A4 paper. She has long wavy hair and a fair complexion. She looks very eye-catching.
"Han Ling, let go, let go of me, are you sick...what are you talking about?" The woman choked and struggled, especially the tears of grievance that fell down, which made it even more complicated.
A tenderness that makes people pity.
Although the woman's pear blossoms and tearful eyes made it hard to bear to do anything again, at this moment, Han Ling's lungs were about to explode.
Because she almost ruined her plan.
"You still don't admit it? It's not you, why are you running? Tell me, who asked you to do this?"
After he called Zhang Dabiao, he went to take a shower and change clothes, and the text message was sent at exactly this juncture. The only person who had access to his phone at this time was the woman in front of him.
And just now, she had a guilty conscience and wanted to run away. If not her, who else could it be?
At this point, the woman seemed to know that there was no point in quibbling. Her slightly charming face gradually turned ferocious, and she laughed miserably, "Han Ling, don't you think you are hypocritical? I did it because I did all this.
The purpose is to see you disgraced or even dead."
When Han Ling heard this, he was completely stunned.
The others were also stunned.
Zhang Dabiao took a deep breath and thought to himself, what on earth did Han Ling do to this person?
How much hatred and resentment is there?
"Han Ling, don't think that I don't know anything. Five years ago, my boyfriend's death was not an accident at all. It was you. It was you, a bastard who coveted my beauty and hired someone to do something in my boyfriend's car.
He couldn't stop the car because he lost his hands and feet, and the car crashed and everyone died!"
Wow, this melon is quite big.
The melon-eaters on the side all widened their eyes.
Han Ling felt his head buzzing, and his face turned purple. He pointed at the woman in front of him with trembling hands, "That's nonsense, it's all nonsense, Lin Han, yes, I love you so much that I can't help myself, but I, Han,
Ling Yisheng acted openly and aboveboard, how could he do such a despicable thing?"
As he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged the woman's shoulders, "Lin Han, tell me, which bastard told you?"
"After all these years, don't you still know what kind of person I, Han Ling, am?"
"Haha..." the woman screamed, then raised her hand and shook Han Ling away, "Han Ling, it's me who is too stupid, and it's because you acted too real. I tell you, from now on I will not believe a word of nonsense from you.
, Han Li is right, it would be a pity if you don’t become an actor.”
"Han Li! That little bitch gave birth to a bitch!" At this moment, Han Ling finally understood what he was talking about, clenching his fists tightly and making a rattling sound.
Zhang Dabiao was dumbfounded when he saw it. Is this a big turn of events?
Not to mention him, the others were also dumbfounded, but for a behemoth like the Han family, it is normal for such things to happen in the family.
As a big family, in order to fight for power and position, what kind of dirty tricks can't be used?
But who is real and who is fake has to be judged by the wise. After all, these old actors are much better than the actors on TV.
"That's enough. Han Ling doesn't want to act anymore. Han Li lied to me. Could it be that your father, Han Chaoqun, would also lie to me?"
Boom! Lin Han threw the melon again, and everyone on the field looked at Han Ling.