Zhao Changan couldn't sit still in the Red Mansion and called Wen Ye. He was not in the new headquarters now, but was organizing his health center with Mo Tongtong.

After asking the location clearly, Zhao Changan went to the host room to hold the Ghost Fire motorcycle key from Zhong Lianwei and went to Wen Ye.

That place was a large Mingzhu Steel Factory community. The old communities inside were lined up like mazes. It took Zhao Chang'an a lot of effort to ask the road several times and call Wen Ye to find it.

"If you don't know, you think we are underground workers who are connecting. Can someone come in your store?"

Looking at the house where the balcony was broken down on the dilapidated first floor, the surrounding walls were covered with small advertisements, and the tomatoes, loofahs, cucumbers, water spinaches and winter melons planted everywhere in the community, Zhao Changan grinned.

He looked at Mo Tongtong, who was cleaning the kitchen over the other side and preparing to cook, wearing a dress that was over the knees and exposing his arms and legs: "If Sister Tong wears this again, I think there must be two bodyguards following him every day to and from get off work."

"This place is only open from 10 am to 4 pm, and this time is very safe. This community is a steel factory community. The community is old and every household lives. Many old retired workers have a sense of justice. They shout to catch hooligans and dozens of elderly people can run out in less than a minute. It is far safer than you think. I dare not say that the road is not picked up and the door is not closed at night. In fact, it is almost the same. Of course, if there is a place for the Red Building and the new headquarters, I don't mind being more peaceful."

"If you talk too much, you will feel relieved. I have to wait a little longer. Xia Wenyang will probably be able to survive this winter at most. When he falls, it will be Xia Wuyue and Qiao San's turn, or this time it is likely that Xia Wuyue and Qiao San will become the fuses and blow them to ashes."

Zhao Changan couldn't help but say sadly: "Otherwise, I always feel a little suffocated when I breathe, especially since my parents are still in the mountain city."

The moment before the beast was on the verge of death, it was also the most fierce and dangerous. Zhao Changan did not want to provoke Xia Wenyang and his son and Qiao San's nerves because of Mo Tongtong.

Because as long as you know that Mo Tongtong is one nanometer, Xia Wenyang doesn't need any evidence to prove that Xia Wuyue's car accident was done by himself.

The suspicion of the strong is just as Xia Wenzhuo said, even if it is just suspicion, as long as the strong is not idle and trouble, he will step on the suspicious weak chicken without hesitation.

However, if the suspect is not a weak chicken, but a hard stone; let alone just doubt, even if it is confirmed, the strong can only pinch his nose and endure it temporarily.

But if a strong man is about to fall from the clouds and fall into death, he will try his best to step on the person suspected of being a hard stone or a sharp steel knife.

"Don't be careless."

Wen Ye’s confidence in Zhao Changan was obviously not as optimistic as him: “You don’t understand Xia Wenyang’s cunning. His connections are not only Pei Pingjiang, but also Xiao Xuecheng; and if he is really anxious, he can sell cement factories, breweries, battlefields, and so many industries, and it’s not a problem to raise 100 million.”

"Let's go, go around the community, take me to visit."

Wen Ye seemed to be the reason for this, but he forgot an old saying, "The wall is falling and everyone pushes it."

If there were no such jealous enterprises as "cement factories, breweries, battlefields,——" Xia Wenyang could survive Xing Dali and choose to give up the attack, then those Taotie would not share the Wenyang Group with groups.

Maybe Wenyang Group can survive.

However, these fatty industries will become their deadly destiny at some point.

After all, everything is still two words: "benefit", and wealth is moving.

Wenyang Group has indeed a lot of industries, but it still owes a lot of money, which is its fatal shortcoming.

At a critical moment, if funds are not injected from the outside in time, stabilize their capital chain, and looking at the huge Wenyang Group, it will definitely fall and collapse.

"OK."

Wen Ye knew that Zhao Changan had something to say.

Immediately, the two of them wandered aimlessly in the community.

"Don't look at this community, but the living people are all old steel workers for decades. They were the most powerful people in the past. Our workers are powerful, and they are talking about them. Most of their children are doing well now, and of course they are not short of money. They also have a lot of labor when they were young and have many minor physical problems. They can't kill their lives and torture."

"Are you really going to do something big? Actually, I expect that your dividend should not be less than 300,000 by the end of the year; this is a conservative estimate, because most of the profits will be poured into the company. For this reason, if it delays, it will not be worth it."

"I didn't plan to work too hard, I just came once or twice a week from 10 am to 4 pm. Mo Tongtong is usually responsible for reception registration and appointment time."

Wen Ye shook his head and said, "It's not for money, I want to verify some pharmacology and acupuncture."

"Truth? Damn, Prince, when did you become so tall?"

Zhao Changan was amazed.

"It's the silver needle. My grandfather's silver needle is superb. It's even more powerful with this medicine and moxibustion. I want to explore the source of the book's intention."

"You are going to use him as a test subject, this is no joke."

Zhao Changan couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

Wen Ye also said earlier that the children of these old workers are basically doing well, and the phenomenon of grouping here must be very powerful. If you really think of a person being bad, you may offend the siege of dozens or hundreds of people.

Wen Ye shook his head: "It won't be a problem. Just like a diabetic patient, you give him mung bean pills. It may not be good, but it will definitely not be bad, and it will be of some benefit; I have a sense of my heart and hands."

The two of them came to a small river. The water quality was not very good. Although it was not fishy, ​​it was not very smelly.

No one around, quiet.

"Remember what I told you deeply~ This stock is the one that Song Jing is speculating on."

Wen Ye shook his head: "Since you said we won't enter, I've never paid attention to it."

"After May Day, Xia Wenyang gave Xia Wenzhuo four million in cash, which Qiu Jinhui drove over; Yin Wan and Xia Wenzhuo said that Tianyue International's domestic shares were withdrawn, so Xia Wenzhuo guessed it. Later, he invested seven million, with leverage in it."

Wen Ye looked at Zhao Changan in surprise: "This is what you said to not plunder the money from shareholders? I thought my brother was a saint!"

"Damn, am I not?"

"You won't even make up this a few months ago, then you're so awesome!"

"How is that possible, do you remember a sentence?"

"What's the matter?"

Wen Ye asked curiously.

"People who love to laugh are generally not bad luck."

Zhao Changan answered seriously.

"Swish~"

Wen Ye sneered.

Then, Zhao Changan said seriously: "The same principle is that people with kindness and awe will generally have good luck."
Chapter completed!