Chapter 422

"Well."

Yuan song lightly should a sound, holding a cigarette fingers gently in the garbage can knock two times, the ash fell, and inhaled a small mouthful.

They just sat there and did not speak. The smoke rose faintly until a cigarette was finished. Yuan Ge got up and left.

Chen Yang silently thought about the recent arrangement. Now the best thing to deal with is Zhao Wenjie. He called Fubo directly.

"Fubo, I'm in J City, and I have a Zhao group company. You can help me deal with it."

"Yes, young master."

Chen Yang doesn't have much mind to play with Zhao Wenjie. He uses the most direct way. He has more important things to deal with.

After a while, Fubo called Chen Yang.

"Young master, the business of this company is not bad, but also has a rising space value. Are you sure it will collapse?"

Chen Yang pondered. He didn't expect that Zhao's group was still running well. In this case, it's better to hand over the acquisition to Li Sichun, which is also a reward for her recent care for herself.

"Let the other party go bankrupt before buying."

Zhao Wenjie was in the open-air swimming pool of a luxury villa, surrounded by several famous internet stars. He happily held a glass of red wine and held two sweet looking women in his arms.

In his heart, he thought bitterly that the underground forces in J City would not give money for nothing, and that Li Sichun, a seemingly pure and noble woman, couldn't find anyone to kidnap Li Sichun for a while. Calling these people today is also considered as catharsis.

He was holding a woman's soft protuberance in his eyes. When he was dreaming, the housekeeper ran over in a hurry.

The women in bikini screamed, interrupting Zhao Wenjie's fantasy. He stared at the housekeeper with displeasure on his face.

"No, young master."

"What did you say?" Zhao Wenjie directly threw the goblet in his hand at the steward's foot, which broke out.

The woman caught by Zhao Wenjie snorted in pain. It turned out that Zhao Wenjie's angry hand unconsciously squeezed it down.

The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Young master, there are many people outside who say they want to seal up this house and that we are bankrupt."

Zhao Wenjie laughs angrily, bankrupt?! Are you kidding? How could his Zhao family go bankrupt.

This is a woman who said, "are you kidding? How could master Zhao go bankrupt?" Disdain and ridicule.

When Zhao Wenjie heard this, he was even more smiling. He just talked about his mind.

"Ha ha, I'll get you a million to buy a bag."

When the woman heard Zhao Wenjie say so, Jiao smiles and thanks.

Just then, several tall men in suits looked just bodyguards. Then a man with glasses and a file came up.

"Mr. Zhao, Zhao's group has been bankrupt and acquired. This house is also included. Please leave now."

Zhao Wenjie is a little flustered, and the women in the pool are also looking at Zhao Wenjie suspiciously.

"Who are you? Do you know if you're breaking into a private house!! Be careful I call the police. " Zhao Wenjie angrily pointed to them and said.

The man with glasses opened the document in his hand and held it in front of Zhao Wenjie.

"Mr. Zhao, please take a good look at it. This is a bankruptcy acquisition document."

Even if Zhao Wenjie didn't believe it, he could still understand the words on the document. He was shaking and took his mobile phone to call his father.

"Putong" mobile phone slipped from Zhao Wenjie's hand into the swimming pool. Zhao Wenjie's face was dull and did not respond.

He is full of his father's words: Wenjie, our family is bankrupt.

Broke, really broke.

"Mr. Zhao, please leave quickly. We have to settle our property."

As soon as these women see Zhao Wenjie's reaction, they understand everything. They look at Zhao Wenjie with disgust on their faces. They don't avoid these men when they get out of the swimming pool.

"Oh, Zhao Dashao didn't have money to look for us, which really opened my eyes."

At that time, I didn't believe that the woman who spoke for Zhao Wenjie in bankruptcy stood by the pool and watched Zhao Wenjie say such a sentence before leaving.

Zhao Wenjie was furious, pointing to the woman and swearing: "you TM, get back to me. I'll kill you with money!"

No matter how angry Zhao Wenjie was, no one paid any attention to him.

Seeing Zhao Wenjie's delay in leaving, the man with glasses motioned to his bodyguard to take Zhao Wenjie out of the pool and throw him out.

Zhao Wenjie, who is well respected and well behaved, is the opponent of this group of bodyguards full of muscles. He was put out without struggling for two times.

"Mr. Zhao, I'll give you another ten minutes to get dressed and leave here. If you don't want to be thrown out, you'd better do as I say."

The man with glasses took a look at his watch and went down with his bodyguard.

The housekeeper helped up Zhao Wenjie, who was paralyzed on the ground."Let's get dressed, young master."

The housekeeper has worked in the Zhao family all his life. Now that the Zhao family is down, he is unemployed. Although Zhao Wenjie is not very good to him, he is very generous in terms of money.

He watched Zhao Wenjie fall into the dust and become an ordinary person like himself. His eyes were full of pity.

Zhao Wenjie pushed aside the housekeeper and yelled, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

he stumbled back into the room, put on his clothes and hurried out of the door.

One of the bodyguards said to the man with glasses: "Lawyer Zhang, he drove away."

"Hehe, if you have nothing to do, you should lend it to him first. Our childe must take it back." He clattered his fingers on the computer.

Zhao Wenjie drove all the way through the red light to his own company. No, it was his own company.

According to the elevator to his father's office, at this time, Zhao's father was still sitting on the leather chair, his face was as gray as death. For a moment, he looked like he was more than ten years old, and he was no longer in that high spirited manner.

Zhao Wenjie clapped his hands on the table, bent over and looked at his father with red eyes.

"Dad! It is not true. You tell me! "

Zhao's father slowly raised his eyes and looked at his son. He reached out to touch his son's shoulder, but his hands were shaking and could not hold them up.

"We're broke." These five words seem to have been squeezed out of the teeth with all the strength.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair with two lines of tears on his face.

Looking at his father, Zhao Wenjie felt heartache and hatred.

"Who?! Who on earth did it! " He stood up and searched the room. He saw a porcelain vase on the table and strode forward to pick it up.

"Dad, who did it?! I'm going to kill him

Zhao Fu propped up his forehead, opened his lips, and said, "don't go, Wenjie. We have offended people who should not be provoked. The grandson of the world's richest man, King Chen Jing."