Chapter 129 I Sympathize with Your Son's Experience

"Chen Pingan?"

Huo Shiyun was chatting with her half-heartedly, but after hearing this sentence, he suddenly became more serious.

"Wanwan, are you serious?"

Dong Wanwan picked up another bag of snacks and tore it open without any care.

"No, I just have nothing to do and just gossip.

If I really want to take the initiative to pursue a boy, then how good he must be!

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of this girl? "

The two 'ah's immediately made Huo Shiyun even more speechless.

"Let me tell you, the way you spoke just now, I thought you were serious."

Huo Shiyun also made a joke, "Would you like me to help you create an opportunity to be alone with him during the weekend activities?"

Dong Wanwan still said nonchalantly: "I don't care, as long as you don't mind."

Huo Shiyun spat and said, "What do I mind? I'm not familiar with him at all, okay?

But his sister is really cute. "

Dong Wanwan also became a little excited.

"Yeah, you don't know, I pinched her cheek that day.

That feel, oh my god, it's so good. "

"Just tell me whether you want to go on the weekend or not, and I'll help you create opportunities."

Huo Shiyun asked calmly.

Dong Wanwan nodded, "I have always been with you. Of course I will go if you go."

…

Cloud City.

A private club.

tea room.

Fang Junhong looked at the expression on the face of the thin middle-aged man in front of him, with suppressed anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

Xuezhuang.

One of the local gangsters in Yuncheng, he started from working in a small casino and has been making money in the gray area. After making a fortune, he started doing earthwork and some infrastructure and greening projects.

Now it can be regarded as a big family and a big business, with many younger brothers.

It can be said that he is the only one who can basically do all the earthwork projects within Yuncheng. Others cannot do it even if they win the bid.

Everyone understands what's going on here.

Because of Xue Wenyao's disappearance, no one was alive or dead for so long.

After countless trials, Xuezhuang was basically certain that his son was gone.

Although he has many sons, they are his own sons after all.

Therefore, during this period, he has been causing trouble for Fang Junhong overtly and covertly, causing trouble for the Fang Group's projects.

As long as Fang Junhong is unhappy, he will be happy.

There are always problems with the Fang Group's container yards, and that's what he asks his subordinates to do.

Hidden contraband and then reported it.

The method is very crude, but extremely effective.

Fang Junhong could bear it once or twice.

He knew that Xue San was probably implicated because of his son's affairs.

He didn't even leak the news of Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun's death to anyone.

He alone endured the bone-gnawing pain at night.

He was also not sure whether the deaths of Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun were related to that evil son.

If it is related, then there is no doubt that it was someone who came forward for Fang Pingan.

Just because of a car accident, everyone on this line was eradicated.

This is how Xue San died.

But Xuezhuang didn't know about this.

He just analyzed the general situation of his son during that period and came to a very direct conclusion.

The death of his son Xue Wenyao was related to the Fang family.

It doesn't matter whether it really matters or not.

Revenge is a must.

But apart from revenge, he would naturally not refuse to take a piece of fat from the Fang Group.

The first target is the operating rights of a terminal of Fang Group.

The second goal is to find out how Wen Yao died, but until now, Fang Junhong has refused to admit it.

He was running out of patience.

He actually didn't have much illusions about whether he could really avenge his son.

But this gesture of revenge must be there.

Otherwise, he, Xuezhuang, would not even dare to take revenge for the death of his own son, so how could he survive in the future?

With so many jobs under his control every day, so many subordinates, and so many tributes, he spent a lot of money, was very busy, and was also very hard at the same time.

He will not miss any opportunity to make money.

The two of them have been sitting here for a while.

Outside were Fang Junhong's driver and secretary, as well as his own staff.

"Boss Fang, what are you thinking about?"

Xuezhuang is not tall and not strong.

But when he was young, he used force to suppress two streets to save his casino, and then he slowly got up.

If the two big bosses really came to fight, Fang Junhong knew that even though he was several years younger than the other, he would definitely not be able to defeat them.

Besides, there is absolutely no way they would fight it themselves.

"Xue Zhuang, I know what you mean very well.

But I’ve told you more than once, I really don’t know. "

Fang Junhong was a little tired, but he didn't want to give in just yet.

Xuezhuang picked up the justice cup and added tea to him, then put down the cup.

"Boss Fang said this from the beginning, is he still saying this now?"

Fang Junhong was silent and speechless.

Xuezhuang picked up the cigar he had put aside, took a puff and then put it down.

He has found some information, but it has no substantive effect.

This time, it's still about pressure, not rebellion.

Yes, I am a civilized person and an upper class person.

Use force?

That was the old almanac decades ago.

"Where are the young ladies of the Fang family now?

I heard that Mrs. Fang has also left Yuncheng, and it has been about three months.

Boss Fang has done a good job of keeping secrets!"

Seeing Fang Junhong didn't say anything, he laughed.

"Hehe, Boss Fang, don't be like this!

What can't you tell me?

I lost a son!

Wen Yao is the only child in my Xue family who went to college, and I think highly of him.

I think Boss Fang also knows how I started my career.

For people like us who got into the underworld, it is actually very difficult to clean up.

But if Wen Yao gets up on his own, then I can save trouble, right?

Now my son is gone, Boss Fang, you just said you didn't know and let me lose a son for no reason..."

He put away the smile on his face, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his expression revealed a trace of cruelty and violence.

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Boss Fang, you probably don't know me very well.

The reason I've survived until now is that I must avenge my grudges and I will definitely avenge them.

Otherwise, I would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish thirty years ago. Don't you think so, Boss Fang?"

Fang Junhong's face was extremely ugly.

Although he didn't feel scared at this time, he had clearly felt Xue Zhuang's determination this time.

He was really exhausted during this period.

The docks had accidents one after another, and he had gone to the police station several times.

He was detained for a few days in Beijing before, and he lost all his face in the Fang family.

What made him even more unacceptable was that Zhao Wei refused to pick him up!

Without Fang Qingyan's help, after three months, he had slowly adapted to the high-frequency and fast-paced work.

But after losing his most promising son, he felt that he seemed to have lost the excitement of work.

Moreover, he was dragged to do things by work.

The impact of Fang Qingyan's resignation was slowly recovering, and the stock price was gradually rising.

But he just couldn't get interested.

"I'm tired."

He said indifferently.

"I really don't know about Xue Wenyao.

Even if you ask me a hundred times, I still don't know.

Because I really don't know.

Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Xue?"

He raised his eyelids and looked at Xue Zhuang opposite, and said word by word:

"I don't know.

Like you, I only know that he is missing and his life or death is unknown.

I sympathize with your son's experience.

But I can't help you."