Chapter 1223: : Send flowers? I really want to send her a wreath! (4 more)
Chapter 1223: : Send flowers? I really want to send her a wreath! (4 more)
Chapter 1223: : Send flowers? I really want to send her a wreath! (4 more)
"Boss, Luo Yaozong is not dead!"
It was dark before the news reached Ke Yixiong's ears.
Ke Yixiong really wanted to curse waste, but Luo Yaozong couldn't clean it up:
"It's no wonder that Luo's family didn't make a fuss. Is the news confirmed to be true?"
Ke Yixiong's men nodded.
"I sent someone to the hospital to ask, and they all said that Luo Yaozong was rescued, and he is still not awake. Boss, do you want me to"
"No, if you miss a hit, it will be difficult to start. If this thing is not done cleanly, will it involve us?"
Once Luo Yaozong died, the knot between the Luo family and Xia Xiaolan couldn't be solved, and if someone instigated it, it would be a mass conflict.
But Luo Yaozong is alive, Xia Xiaolan can use money or other conditions to temporarily suppress the contradiction. At this time, if someone comes forward to stir up people's hearts, they will definitely fall into a trap.
Ke Yixiong's hands patted his chest and promised:
"Our people have arranged it a long time ago. It was not our own people who did it. They were looking for locals. They said that they used Luo Yaozong's life to blackmail the boss of Jinshachi, and they got a share of the money. I have been with them. The contact was an eye-catching mosquito. The mosquito arranged the matter and I let him go to Hong Kong. Don't worry, boss, no one can take this matter to us!"
Even if those bad guys could not bear the pressure of the police's interrogation, to be honest, the person to be identified would have already left.
Ke Yixiong's subordinates handled things properly.
Ke Yixiong added, "Mosquitoes go to Hong Kong for shelter. They may not be able to return for a few years. He has to settle in his house and help if there are difficulties. Don't let the mosquitoes worry about them outside!"
"Boss, the settlement fee for the mosquitoes has been paid early. It is the Jinshachi side. Are we going to watch the normal sale today?"
Ke Yixiong's hand knocked on the table:
"Otherwise, what do you want to do? Remember to send someone a pair of opening flower baskets to congratulate you."
The subordinates are extremely unwilling.
Give flower baskets?
Good luck too!
If Luo Yaozong died as planned, it would not be a matter of giving a flower basket at this time, but a wreath of flowers!
Early morning on December 14.
The sales department opened very early today, and the people who sent the flower baskets to congratulate earlier, like Tang Yuanyue, Du Zhaohui and others, who sent the flower baskets early.
There are also Bai Pearl, Chen Xiliang, and Kang Wei who is busy working on a furniture factory. Neither of them will forget this.
Friends and family should congratulate, and people in the business field should come to join in.
There are also those who know the background of sailing.
The flower baskets were all arranged in a long row, spreading to both sides along the sales department, neatly arranged, as if they were not full at first glance.
Yesterday, I was grateful to Director Pan, who had helped Mr. Xia's life, and asked his nephew Pan Weiliang to come over to help. He must run errands for Mr. Xia.
Director Pan also asked for his own pocket to buy two large flower baskets.
The bank did send a flower basket too, and Sheng Xuan approved the money.
"That stinky woman, the weasel pays New Year's greetings to the rooster, uneasy and kind!"
Pan Weiliang cursed.
The loan that Sheng Xuan card set sail was embarrassed to send a flower basket?
Although his uncle had been investigated, he was so scared that everyone was a few years old. Pan Weiliang was not a good young man. He really wanted to find someone to put on a sack and beat Sheng Xuan to vent his anger, but was stopped by his uncle.
Pan Yijun gave him a blank look. "You should be careful when you speak. You can call her a weasel. Doesn't this even curse President Xia?"
There are a lot of people giving flower baskets. It's 7:30 now. With the red line in front of the sales department, many people are already lining up, holding newspapers or flyers for advertisements, and want to inquire about the situation of Jinshachi.
Want to ask about the price.
I want to enter the community to see the model room.
I want to ask about the account index.
It's noisy, it's so lively.
I just didn't see Xia Xiaolan herself. It stands to reason that Xia Xiaolan, as the boss, should show up early.
Where is Xia Xiaolan?
She was so busy last night that it was after five o'clock in the morning before she went back to the hotel to take a shower, squinted for less than an hour and got up again, and she had to act as if nothing had happened in front of her mother.
Liu Fen slept in another room, and didn't know that Xia Xiaolan had gone out last night or what kind of thrilling conflict had happened on the construction site. Min Xiaoju heard the movement, Xia Xiaolan refused to say, Min Xiaoju pretended not to know.
Tang Hongen will definitely not go to the scene.
Xia Xiaolan wanted her mother and Tang Hongen to stroll around the city, but Liu Fen wanted to see how the house was selling.
The mother and daughter had breakfast. Xia Xiaolan wanted to tell Zhou Cheng what happened last night. She waited until 7:30 before calling the army. The operator said she was responsible for informing Zhou Cheng. After more than ten minutes, the call was returned. Come over and tell her that Zhou Cheng's person has not been found.
There are so many people in the college. It is not surprising that Zhou Cheng cannot be found at the moment. Xia Xiaolan didn't wait in the hotel stupidly and wanted to go out with Liu Fen.
Ge Jian is responsible for the scene. Today it was Li Dongliang who sent her and Liu Fen to Jinshachi, and Min Xiaoju followed all the way. Min Xiaoju was inseparable from Liu Fen regardless of whether it was dangerous or not.
As soon as Xia Xiaolan exited the door of the hotel, she saw a familiar figure on the other side of the road.
Zhou Cheng leaned on a car and was smoking. I don't know how long he waited.
The morning sun rose, Zhou Cheng smiled at Xia Xiaolan.
Xia Xiaolan suddenly remembered that when the two of them were still on the way, Zhou Cheng was waiting on the only way to the county seat and smoked cigarette butts in a place.
"You... why don't you say a word! You still make such a surprise!"
Of course no one can be found in the college, they are in Pengcheng!
If you can't fly over, you must have set off long ago.
"How can I not come? My wife drew a pie to me with great interest. It involves the question of how to spend tens of millions. I will definitely accompany you to witness it."
Zhou Cheng is not just talking about how much money the Sands Pool will make.
The Sands Pool must make money, but it means more than just making money for Xia Xiaolan.
His daughter-in-law has been playing small troubles to accumulate capital since she was a child, and when she arrived at the Jinshachi project, she was finally able to stand on the same platform with some people and wrestle hands.
Jinshachi has a different meaning to Xia Xiaolan.
An analogy is that after Zhou Cheng was stuck in the position of battalion commander for a few years, he was promoted again. It was a great leap forward in his career. Xia Xiaolan would definitely be there as much as possible on such occasions.
My own success and progress make people happy.
The success and progress of the lover, and joy and pride!
The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Zhou Cheng took Xia Xiaolan's hand and greeted Liu Fen.
Liu Fen was also happy, "You kid, you have asked for leave again! Recently, you always ask for leave. Do the leaders of the academy have any comments?"
"Aunt Liu, don't worry, I'll take care of something by the way this time. It's a normal task dispatch and it doesn't matter."
Li Dongliang drove Liu Fen and Min Xiaoju in the car, and Xia Xiaolan naturally got into Zhou Cheng's car.
If you can't take care of each other, the first thing is to complain.
Zhou Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and his hands holding the steering wheel vigorously:
"I really don't know how to live or die, this time I came here, and originally wanted to solve Ke Yixiong's problem by the way, and he has to hit him!"