This night, Gu Dong felt that it was the darkest night since returning to Zhonghai.
The business failed and the bet was lost to Song Sanxi.
When Nightingale was beaten, she swore that she would demolish this place when she came back.
Otherwise, he is not human.
Now, he really can't dismantle it.
You slapped yourself in the mouth!
Song Sanxi jumped out and he lost all face.
He was also stabbed by Song Sanxi for 2 million!
To him, this is a small number.
But, giving it to Song Sanxi would be a shame.
Even if he returns, he has to hand it over to Su Yourong.
Gu Dong walked on the street, feeling lost, broken and dissatisfied.
When the injury is healed, Song San will be sure to watch it.
Wang Hui and Huang Changyong endured first.
I'm even a little lucky that the naughty Song Sanxi arrived just in time.
Otherwise, as long as he escapes, he has to ask Aaron and the others to go over and tear the nightingale apart, and beat him to whatever he can.
The consequences are so serious!
Thinking about it, Gu Dong is a little scared...
He left Zhonghai that night and returned to the provincial capital to recuperate.
I am temporarily embarrassed.
Aaron and his entourage, eight powerful guards, and three vehicles in total, left.
Aaron was very angry, but he didn't know why the master was fucked so badly.
Gu Dong, of course, had no face to say it.
Back to the provincial capital, the next day.
Gu Dong felt more pain all over his body and could only recover slowly.
Considering that the time for the Tianxing auction is approaching, the injuries on his body are not complete, especially on his face!
People are shameless!
Especially Gu Dong, in this era, he knew that being handsome is a lifelong matter, and image is one of the dignity of a man.
So, Gu Dong called Wang Wenhong.
He said that he was in the Hongri Southwest Region of the provincial capital and had important matters to be busy with for a while.
It will take about ten days to complete.
Please ask if the auction can be postponed for ten days.
Wang Wenhong said very politely that Mr. Gu has many things to do every day, so it’s okay not to be present. If he is not the CEO of a branch of China Shipping, can he participate in the filming?
Gu Dong said with great emotion: "Boss Wang, I am a son and daughter of China Shipping, and I have returned to China Shipping to develop and build my hometown. I also want to be present in person for the bidding and restructuring of Tianxing, to contribute and make a small contribution. Boss Wang is also invited
What a thoughtful consideration!”
Wang Wenhong said with a smile: "Okay, okay, Mr. Gu's innocent feelings are touching! I will arrange it. However, the little Wang Xia is also bidding. When the time comes, can Mr. Gu be merciful and resell some of the land results to her?"
"Oh, Sister Xia?" Gu Dong, thinking of the charming and frosty mayor's daughter, smiled on the spot, "It's easy to talk, boss Wang has arranged it! Gu Dong keeps his word, evenly divided!"
"Okay, then I'll go to the meeting first."
"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Wang."
When the call ended, Gu Dong sneered.
Song Sanxi, if you bid, you will die for me!
Wang Wenhong felt a little helpless and shook his head.
The Red Sun Group is huge and cannot be offended for the time being.
Xia, this is the only way dad can make it up to you...
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On her way home, Song Sanxi wanted to call Wang Hui or Huang Changyong.
As a result, his mind moved.
I called Qian Yonghong.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, Qian Yonghong is not with these two.
But, when talking with Wang Hui and the other two.
Song Sanxi saw Qian Yonghong's projection on the side window of a car in the parking lot.
Qian Yonghong watched the entire incident from the balcony upstairs.
Song Sanxi secretly found it interesting, this guy is quite good.
That's right, Qian Yonghong is in finance.
I will definitely pay attention to Hong Sun’s entry into Zhonghai.
This guy recognized Gu Dong.
But, stay out of it.
After the phone call was over, Qian Yonghong finished his business and went home.
I just took a shower and lay down.
When the call came, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but he still answered it.
"Haha! Brother Sanxi, what's going on?"
"Old Qian, you are quite good! Were you not involved in what happened tonight?"
"Uh..." Qian Yonghong was shocked, "I said, Brother Sanxi, what's going on? What am I involved in?"
"Stop pretending. Wang Hui, Huang Changyong hit Gu Dong, don't say you don't know. I saw you upstairs on the car glass."
"Well……"
Qian Yonghong was completely shocked.
Unexpectedly, Song San was a thief and caught another small detail.
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "It's fine if you don't participate. At least, the two million I earned belong to Mr. Hui and Brother Yong, right?"
Qian Yonghong smiled awkwardly and could only say: "Um, have you settled Gu Dong?"
"The money has been taken from Gu Dong, how can I not settle it? What do you mean? Just tell them that everything is fine and we have cleared it up. From now on, we will pretend that it never happened and that we have never met."
I can no longer look at him the same way I used to.
Even this kind of thing has been settled, it’s incredible!
He remembered what Tang Hua had said when he came back that Song Sanxi had taken Zhou Yudong away.
At that time, Wang Hui also said with a smile: "Brother Yong, didn't Zhou Yudong force you to eat, and then let Xi Gouzi eat the leftovers? Hehe, I remember at that time, Zhou Yudong was in Xi Gouzi, wailing like he was about to die.
Already."
Huang Changyong cursed with envy, that bastard was drunk and drunk. He was really not a human being. From 12 to 2 o'clock, he was a donkey, right? I remember that Zhou Yudong fainted and almost went into shock later.
Qian Yonghong was also secretly envious, saying that it couldn't be the case now. This guy misses Zhou Yudong again, right? By the way, what, Zhou Yudong is still working as a waiter and doesn't dance anymore?
Tang Hua said next to her: She said three months ago that she had a serious injury on her waist. It was probably a chronic illness caused by Song Sanxi.
Then, several people cursed again.
Wang Hui also came up with a bad idea, asking the brothers, "Why don't we find Zhou Yudong another day and have fun together? Let Xi Gouzi eat the leftovers?"
Huang Changyong sneered and said that if Xi Gouzi gets into my hands again, I have to do this.
Qian Yonghong interrupted and said, forget it, you guys don't mind. After all, it's just leftovers, is it fun to eat?
Huang Changyong said, "How much do you know about fighting with Xigouzi? Do you care about this? Hui Shao, turn around and eat quietly. Zhou Yudong is weak and timid and dare not say anything anyway. At that time, she would dance obediently without you saying a word."
Already?
Now, after Qian Yonghong ended the call, he sent messages to Wang Hui and Huang Changyong, telling Song Sanxi what he wanted.
Then, lying on the bed, it was a little hard to sleep.
Song Sanxi is indeed powerful.
But what Wang Hui said tonight was to ask people to go to the provincial capital to collect HIV and deal with Song Sanxi.
Huang Changyong had no objection and agreed with both hands.
Qian Yonghong had some opinions in his heart, but he smiled and said nothing.
In fact, he felt that this was a bit cruel and underhanded.
But he also hated Song Sanxi.
She lost all her money, car, and villa to Song Sanxi, and even borrowed 600 million yuan without interest.
Even Gu Yunmeng, whom he wanted to eat, was taken away by Song Sanxi.
However, Qian Yonghong is also a sophisticated person, and he feels that Wang Hui is seeking death.
It’s hard to say it clearly and object to it.
Now, he was a little confused, should he reveal it to Song Sanxi?
To be honest, he, Wang Hui and Huang Changyong share a common destiny, which is very contradictory.
Unexpectedly, I couldn't sleep this night...
But Song Sanxi would not suffer from insomnia.
When I got home, it was eleven o'clock at night.
After parking the car and looking at the third floor, Su Yourong's figure appeared by the window on the third floor.
The pretty face in the night light is extremely charming.
The night wind blew her long hair, which was a little turbulent under her pink pajamas.
For a moment, Song Sanxi's condition was a little out of control.