Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 93
Although he had already guessed that Qi Tiansheng would take revenge, he did not expect him to come so soon.

An hour later, Fan Chengfeng received a call from his little uncle Zhong Ping, asking him to come to the artificial lake in the community.

"Nephew, what's the matter with you?"

At the first sentence of the meeting, Zhong Ping asked directly.

"what happened?"

Fan Chengfeng frowned in confusion, and Zhong Ping's tone seemed a bit unfriendly.

"What happened that you don't know yet?"

Zhong Ping's mouth was twisted in anger, "Just now Gu Xiong called me directly to the office, and the first thing he said was to ask me to pay the bill and leave. The project in Fenghuang community is gone, and I don't even think about the nursing home in the neighboring city. .”

The sudden news of the termination of the contract made Zhong Ping dumbfounded on the spot. This was done well, and the contract was terminated as soon as it was said. The project was still a trivial matter, and it was not easy to explain to the workers who followed him all the way to Shannan.

In the end, Gu Xiong told him that he was helpless in making this decision. Someone told him that if he continued to use Zhong Ping and his team, he would stop working immediately.

It is definitely impossible to stop the project with hundreds of millions of dollars.

But it is conveying a signal to Gu Xiong that someone is dissatisfied with Zhong Ping.

Then contact the security guards in the Fenghuang community who have caused a lot of noise in the city to take pictures of young master Qi's table on the spot. Gu Xiong basically understands it.

The project can no longer be entrusted to Zhong Ping. Although the Qi family only has some influence in the small town, the terrible thing is that the construction of the Fenghuang Community is only halfway through, and the local snakes don't provoke them if they can.

"So, it's all because of you?"

Zhong Ping was very annoyed. He didn't take much of the projects in Fenghuang Community, but the gross income was calculated to be hundreds of thousands of projects.Coupled with the nursing home in the neighboring city that has basically been discussed with Gu Xiong and the others, the loss can be huge all at once.

"Check out and leave, go to Guangzhou."

"Don't contract any part of the project, just take all of it, and tell me how much start-up capital you need."

"Next year at the latest, you can come back again."

Zhong Ping has been working hard in Guangzhou for more than ten years, and only now is there any hope of seeing a big improvement. To a large extent, it is because of the problem of start-up funds that he is always making small troubles.

Therefore, even if he lost the construction site in Fenghuang District, it would not be a big problem.

As long as you have enough start-up funds, why limit your vision to this small town?
"Do you know what you're talking about?"

When Zhong Ping heard Fan Chengfeng's casual words, he immediately laughed out of anger.

"You think it's fun to take all the projects?"

"Do you think you can start a project without a few million dollars?"

Originally, he was angry because of the huge loss, but now Fan Chengfeng's tone of voice, which sounded like watching the excitement, put him on the verge of rage.

"That's a few million,"

Fan Chengfeng yelled and said, "Check out now and leave, and go to the construction site by yourself. As long as you can sign the contract, I will help you fill in whatever you need."

Qi Tiansheng intervened forcefully, Zhong Ping didn't have any background, so naturally he could only be reduced to a victim.

He said that he would attack his relatives, but in fact, his influence was only in this small town, and Zhong Ping was the first to bear the brunt.

If you continue to stay here unwillingly, you will just suffer along with it.

Getting out early is the best choice.

"Nephew, do you know that you have to be responsible for saying such things?"

Zhong Ping was a little amused, he talked about millions of things so easily, did he really think it was just a joke?
"Hehe, is a few million a lot?"

Fan Chengfeng's rhetorical question left Zhong Ping speechless.

"It's useless to talk too much,"

"You are also a veteran in the poker field, it depends on whether you dare to bet this time."

The expression on the clock plane changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I will believe you just once."

"But the ugly words are up front. If you can't come up with the money at that time, don't say that I don't show any respect for relatives."

Zhong Ping didn't believe Fan Chengfeng's words at all. If millions of dollars could be taken out so easily, what would Fan Chengfeng do here as a security guard?
However, until now, he has to give himself a step down.

According to Gu Xiong, Fan Chengfeng offended the son of the richest man in the small town, and it was only a matter of saying that he wanted to punish him.

Staying here is waiting to continue to bring disaster to Chi Yu, it is impossible for him not to see clearly.

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, and went back to the dormitory with a heavy heart.

Zhang Xianqu happened to be listening to a book with his mobile phone in hand, seeing his appearance, he asked with some doubts: "What happened?"

"Qi Tiansheng's revenge is coming, and it's far more violent than I imagined."

Fan Chengfeng told Zhang Xianqu what happened to Zhong Ping, and the latter also frowned, "It seems that Qi Tiansheng is going to do everything he can."

"Unless he spends money to call the killer like the one on TV, otherwise, he can only use these shady tricks."

Fan Chengfeng shook his head.

"But it doesn't matter too much. Anyway, we are leaving here soon. We won't be leaving. He can still affect other places."

Zhang Xianqu's heart was covered with a shadow, but he still smiled and comforted Fan Chengfeng.

"I can't just leave like this,"

"Tomorrow I will take you to Yulong Snow first, and then I will come back and have fun with Qi Tiansheng."

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, but the heart is as hard as iron.

"What else can you do if you don't? Is it really going to make trouble to the point where you won't die?"

Zhang Xianqu screamed.

"If not dying can solve the problem, then not dying."

Fan Chengfeng sat back on his bed slowly, talking in a leisurely manner.

"There are some things that cannot be returned."

He shook his head slightly, as if he was talking to Zhang Xianqu, or talking to himself.

Zhang Xianqu hesitated to speak, but Fan Chengfeng said: "Okay, let's not talk about these things, what novel are you reading?"

He suddenly thought of Mo Xiuyun's inner demon problem. He was already in a hurry to go to the doctor, hoping to see if he could find a life-saving straw from the gossip world of the novel.

"A live urban novel,"

Zhang Xianqu's answer made Fan Chengfeng feel a little lost, and he let out a soft oh.

"This book is not bad. The author's brains are big enough, and the audience is all the gods in the heaven. Our mortal things are in high demand in the heaven. All the gods are like bumpkins who have never seen the world."

"A book can bring tears to their eyes, a song can resonate and directly break through."

"Honestly, it looks cool."

Zhang Xianqu smiled and introduced some interesting points in the book to Fan Chengfeng, but he didn't notice the astonished expression on Fan Chengfeng's face at all.

"If you have time, you can also go and have a look. I have tipped almost a hundred oceans on it."

Before Zhang Xianqu could finish speaking, Fan Chengfeng had already left the dormitory with ecstatic joy on his face.

(End of this chapter)