C243 Take-out?
C243 Take-out?
"Then Manager Zhang can call Manager Song." Wang Dahai was still calm. That idiot Zhang Hong, even now, he still did not know what kind of existence he had offended, not to mention expelling him, at most half an hour later, Zhang Hong himself would roll out the Mount Yuquan.
"Alright, I'll call him right away."
Saying that, Zhang Hong took out his phone and dialed Song Fei's number.
"Song Fei, is Wang Dahai a member of your security department?" Zhang Hong went straight to the point.
On the other end, Song Fei was silent for a moment before replying, "Yes."
"I want him to roll up the bed now. Can he do it?" Zhang Hong said arrogantly.
"No way!"
"Huh?"
Zhang Hong's face stiffened, why … The script isn't right? Normally, Song Fei would always agree to all his requests. How could he reject him so easily today?
"No, Song Fei, what do you mean..."
Zhang Hong wanted to question Song Fei a bit, but he was mercilessly cut off by Song Fei, "Zhang Hong, I did not open the Security Department."
"Also, don't contact me in the future."
Du du.
After saying that, Song Fei hung up the phone, making it clear that he wanted to keep in touch with Zhang Hong.
This time, Zhang Hong stopped talking.
No matter how stupid he was, he should have realized that something was wrong.
Song Fei and him had been friends for more than ten years, but now, it was so easily cut...
"What the hell do you do?"
Zhang Hong's gaze suddenly shifted to Chen Feng.
"It's for takeout." Chen Feng said lazily.
"Impossible!" Zhang Hong insisted. At this moment, if he still treated Chen Feng as a take-out, then his brain would really be flooded with water.
"You really know us, President Shen?" Wu Tie swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.
Although he was unwilling to believe it, but as matters stood, all the indications were that Chen Feng was not acting tough. It was possible that he really did know Shen Hongchang.
Furthermore, Wang Dahai and Chen Feng were definitely not old friends.
Wang Dahai was afraid of Chen Feng!
Chen Feng smiled: "I seem to have told you before."
Boom!
Zhang Hong's brain exploded as if it was struck by lightning and his face instantly turned pale.
Chen Feng was really calling Shen Hongchang just now.
It's over!
It's all over!
"Mr. Chen, listen to me. This is a misunderstanding." Zhang Hong's voice carried a hint of sobbing. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was afraid.
His change in attitude surprised Lin Lan, Xia Weiguo, and Sister Faang.
"Zhang Hong, what are you saying here? What misunderstanding? "
Sister Faang scolded with a cold face. It looked like Lin Lan would pay for it, but Zhang Hong said it was a misunderstanding.
"Mom, Mr. Chen, he knows President Shen." To all the employees of Mount Yuquan, Shen Hongchang's status was no different than the King of Hell.
A single word could end life and death!
Shen Hongchang already knew that he sold off the house to someone who had died before, so Shen Hongchang definitely wouldn't let him off.
Zhang Hong could only pray that the relationship between Chen Feng and Shen Hongchang was deep enough. Chen Feng's reputation was big enough that Shen Hongchang could spare him.
"Nonsense!" He's just a delivery boy, how could he possibly know President Shen? " Sister Faang asked coldly. Would Chen Feng know Shen Hongchang?
If she really had to know Shen Hongchang, Lin Lan would buy the house through her and directly go to Shen Hongchang. Not to mention a 20% discount, it would be fine even if it was a 50% discount.
"Manager Zhang, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? This trash, he … … It's impossible for him to know you guys, President Shen. " Lin Lan couldn't believe it either. She felt that Zhang Hong must have made a mistake. If Chen Feng knew Shen Hongchang, then she would know Bill Gates.
Zhang Hong shook his head with a bitter smile. He hoped that he got it wrong, but the signal that Song Fei gave him was very clear. After ten years of friendship, it was impossible for him to break it so easily.
The only person who could finish him up was Shen Hongchang.
"Mr. Chen, I … "I was blinded by the lard and looked down on people. I should not have sold my dead house to you, please give me a chance to make up for it." As Zhang Hong spoke, he fell to his knees and pleaded in pain.
"Zhang Hong!" What nonsense are you talking about, what kind of house where people have died before! "
Sister Faang's face turned ashen as she bellowed angrily. This trash had actually handed over his trump card!
"Has anyone really died in this house before?!" Xia Weiguo's expression sank.
Lin Lan's face also turned pale instantly. Since Zhang Hong had said so himself, the matter of the dead person in the house must be true.
"No!" "Lin Lan, don't listen to his nonsense. The house is still fine. It's impossible for a dead person to be here." Sister Faang was furious beyond belief. She wanted to explain herself, but the way everyone was looking at her changed.
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Sister Faang subconsciously turned her head, and the face that entered her line of sight caused her pupils to constrict.
"Shen … "President Shen …" Sister Faang's tongue was tied in a knot, her words incomplete.
Shen Hongchang's face turned gloomy: "Who told you that the house was still alive?"
"President Shen... "I …" Sister Faang panicked and completely lost her composure. She didn't know how to explain to Shen Hongchang.
"Scram!"
As Shen Hongchang said this, he viciously slapped Sister Faang's face, knocking her to the ground.
As he walked in front of Chen Feng, a smile finally appeared on Shen Hongchang's face, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, it was my negligence in this matter."
Swish!
Zhang Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, turned pale again and revealed a bitter smile. Indeed, Chen Feng knew Shen Hongchang, and judging from Shen Hongchang's attitude, the relationship between him and Chen Feng was not as simple as just knowing each other.
"Zhou Tie's words are too harsh. The ignorant are not guilty." Chen Feng smiled faintly. With Shen Hongchang's personality, of course, there wouldn't be the matter of him being called Young Master Chen in front of Lin Lan, Xia Weiguo, and the others.
"Zhang Hong!" Shen Hongchang shifted his gaze to Zhang Hong.
bang bang bang *
Without any hesitation, Zhang Hong kowtowed as tears flowed down from his eyes.
"President Shen, I was wrong, I was wrong. Please forgive me."
"Spare you?!" Shen Hongchang shouted: "You dare to sell a house that has already died, and you want me to spare you?!"
"President Shen, I was wrong, I was blinded by the lard, I opened my eyes wide when I saw money …"
Zhang Hong was crying and begging for mercy. His intestines were about to turn green from regret. Actually, he did not even think of doing that back then, because of Shen Hongchang's power and influence.
Even if he was to lend him 100,000 guts, he wouldn't dare to touch Shen Hongchang's bad luck.
Sister Faang, his mother-in-law, couldn't stand it any longer.
Sister Faang said that to know a certain head of the Housing Authority, you can unbeknownst to anyone, the property certificate down.
And the matter of the 508 dead people, in the entire Cangzhou, was something that very few people knew about.