Chapter 343

Half an hour later, we came to Du Xianyang's home.

"We're at your door. Are you coming out or shall we go in?" I parked at Du Xianyang's door, took out my cell phone and dialed Du Xianyang.

"Come in, my father is out..."

"OK!!" I nodded and then stepped into the accelerator.

"What does your friend do?"

Sitting in the back seat, Wei Yiwen narrowed his eyes and looked around at the situation in the factory.

"Building materials, what's the matter?" I looked back.

"Just make building materials???" Wei Yiwen was stunned after listening to me, and his face was incredible.

"What's wrong with building materials?" I didn't understand Wei Yiwen.

"This factory looks ordinary, but there are a lot of words in it. It is designed by professional designers..." Zhang Fengyu suddenly inserted a sentence.

"Say a lot? What do you say? Tell me?" I looked at Zhang Fengyu and smiled.

"You don't understand. You can drive honestly..."

"Grass!!" I scolded silently, and then parked my car in the parking space of the office building.

At this time, Du Xianyang was already waiting for us at the door. When he saw me stop, he hurried forward to meet us.

"Why did you JB come? I should have been lax..." Du Xianyang patted me on the shoulder and joked.

"Wei Yiwen! Zhang Fengyu!!" I pointed to them and introduced them to Du Xianyang.

"Du Xianyang!" Du Xianyang politely extended his right hand to Wei Yiwen.

"Mr. Du, your factory is not small!" Wei Yiwen simply shook hands with Du Xianyang, then turned his head and looked at the factory and smiled.

"My father's, it has nothing to do with me..." Du Xianyang replied in a low-key way, and then said: "don't pestle here, let's go in and say..."

With that, Du Xianyang led us into the office.

"Your father's tea is better than our harem..." I casually sat on the sofa, found a box of hardcover Dongting Biluochun from the drawer, and said carelessly to Du Xianyang.

"You are so special!!" Du Xianyang took out some tea cups and threw them in front of me, laughing and scolding.

"I don't have to see outside with you..."

Then I took the teapot and made tea in a decent way.

"Where are the brothers from?" Du Xianyang asked with a smile, handing Wei Yiwen and Zhang Fengyu two cigarettes.

"People in our business are home everywhere!" Wei Yiwen answered after taking the cigarette.

"Why? What's wrong with you?" Du Xianyang was stunned and asked.

"Yes!" Wei Yiwen nodded.

"What a big deal?" Du Xianyang frowned.

I was making tea and didn't say a word.

"I don't know what's important. Are more than ten lives counted?" Wei Yiwen asked expressionless.

"Bata!!" when Du Xianyang heard this, the cigarette end in his hand fell directly to the ground and stared at Wei Yiwen stunned.

Because Du Xianyang is the person I'm looking for, Wei Yiwen didn't intend to hide at all. He just said what he had.

Du Xianyang slowly picked up the cigarette end, and then put it in his mouth and took a hard tap.

"As for such a big reaction?" Zhang Fengyu looked at Du Xianyang's reaction and whispered with disdain.

Du Xianyang slowed down for more than half a minute, and then turned to look at me.

"What do you think I'm doing? Anyway, I gave these people to you, and I'm useless..." I kissed Du Xianyang while drinking tea.

"Cao, brother!! they are murderers!!" Du Xianyang whispered to me with his teeth.

"If it weren't for the murderer, could I fucking find you? I arranged it myself..." I answered casually, and then said: "isn't my uncle also a murderer? What are you afraid of..."

"Can it be the same? My uncle didn't kill more than ten people!! are they both him? Can they shoot more than ten times..."

"Don't do this with me. It's useless. You arranged it for me..." I shouted impatiently.

"I can't arrange it!!" Du Xianyang shook his head directly, looking like he likes it.

"OK!! even if you can't arrange it, you can find someone else about the Development Zone, and I can't fix it..." I stood up quickly and walked out.

"Do I really owe him to you... Brother, my father is commenting on the Municipal People's Congress first. If I get some murderers at home now, my father will be angry!!" Du Xianyang pulled me and explained with an aggrieved look on his face.

"I don't care. You have to arrange it for me anyway!!"

"You......" Du Xianyang pointed at me and trembled angrily.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked with a smile.

"He's so realistic. If you're a woman, you're definitely a * *!" Du Xianyang scolded me fiercely, then picked up the phone and skillfully looked at the phone number in the mobile phone.

I saw Du Dashao looking for someone. He smiled with satisfaction and sat down next to Wei Yiwen.

"If things are difficult to handle, don't be difficult for others..."

Wei Yiwen looked at Du Xianyang who was making a phone call with a sad face and whispered to me with some embarrassment.

"It's all right... There's nothing that Du Da Shao can't solve in H city!!" I waved my hand casually, and then drank Du Xianyang's father's Biluochun.

Du Xianyang made more than ten phone calls one after another, but there were no results. It's not surprising that people don't help. Du Xianyang knows all serious businessmen. People do business seriously. Who is willing to put a few murderers in his own home? What's the difference between him and putting a few * in his own home??

"Fuck!!" ten minutes later, Du Xianyang put down his cell phone with a sad face and rubbed his face hard.

"What's the matter? It's not going well?" I asked with a smile.

"Brother, can you use your fucking brain to think about it?"

"You can't give up if it's not smooth!! come on, then call..." I shamelessly picked up Du Xianyang's mobile phone and stuffed it into Du Xianyang's hand.

"Don't fight, don't fight..." Du Xianyang waved his hand silently, and then leaned directly on the sofa to rest.

I looked at Du Xianyang like this and felt that it might be hanging. If Du Xianyang couldn't help it, I wouldn't be able to help it.

Half a minute later, Du Xianyang slowly opened his eyes, looked at me and asked, "can you tell them to open a shop?"

I was stunned and asked: "... What store?"

"Game hall..." Du Xianyang held his name for a long time.

"You can pull JB down. The game hall can't go through the formalities? Can't decorate? Toss around. These people have been taken away by the police..." I waved my hand directly to deny this opinion.