Chapter 690

"It's normal to miss business. Liao always wants to open up."

Zuo Zhan made an understatement of "comfort" and attached a light smile. He turned and looked at Rui Shen not far away. Rui Shen was clear and walked into the hall.

Liao Jiangcheng's face was overcast, the wind and rain reversed, secretly clenched his fists hanging on both sides of his body, and strode around to the left Zhanshen, "make it clear, what have you done in the end!"

Zuo Zhanwei narrowed his eyes and scanned him for a few seconds. He hooked his lips and said, "if you want to know, it's OK. Take a step to talk."

With Liao Jiangcheng's ability and means, it takes only a few hours to find out, but some things are better to ask face-to-face than to find out behind his back.

That's it anyway.

Liao Jiangcheng glanced sideways in the direction of the hall and looked at Rui Shen, who was standing on the podium instead of himself, and the applause of the whole audience. His heart was fried. Don't mention the taste!

The general situation is over. As for how to reverse it privately

Liao Jiangcheng's angry face became more gloomy. He sighed heavily and strode downstairs.

They chose the bar on the tenth floor of the hotel.

After Liao Jiangcheng and Zuo Zhan stepped forward one after another, the waiter looked at the handsome man who was as handsome and cold as the God of heaven. As soon as he got close to him, he didn't wait to welcome the guests. He saw Liao Jiangcheng throw out his wallet and said, "clear the scene, don't disturb."

The waiter didn't wait for a response. Liao Jiangcheng had strode around her and walked to the bar.

The bartender mixed two drinks and was sent away.

But for a moment, only the two of them were left in such a big bar, and the quiet needle fell.

Liao Jiangcheng drank the wine in one gulp, and his angry breathing increased, "it's time to say."

"You just want to know why Mr. Peng is on my side and why he listens to me to lobby for divestment. It's because of my father." Zuo Zhan came straight to the point and casually played with the nearby wine cup with one hand. The amber liquid fluctuated, and the cup body reflected his deep eyes.

Liao Jiangcheng's mood sank.

In this way, some things can be explained, such as the sudden change of Mr. Peng, or the replacement of materials submitted upward, but he didn't receive the news. Zuo Zhan didn't hesitate to pull out Mr. Zuo in order to compete for a project with him.

However, there should not be much friendship between Mr. Zuo and Mr. Peng. Even if they know each other at most, will Mr. Zuo be the one who can make Mr. Peng do this?

"Of course, my father is just an external cause. The real main reason is you." Zuo Zhan sat on his side in the bar chair, his slender one leg stepping on the ground, and stared at Liao Jiangcheng with interest. "The relationship between Liao and Peng is very stable, and it's not easy to shake, so he needs another person."

Liao Jiangcheng helped his forehead. This kind of immoral thing of taking food from other people's mouths can almost guess who it is related to. Looking at it, only two people have hatred with him. He can't be discredited. There is only one person left except Zuo Zhan——

Huo jingcen!

"Your uncle." Zuo Zhan also gave an answer and took a sip of wine at the same time.

Liao Jiangcheng was furious. For a moment, he had an impulse to destroy everything!

He looked cold and pulled his collar. He thought Liao Dongxing was dead. He sent his mother back to Huo's house to reunite his grandfather. Even if Huo jingcen had an opinion on him, he didn't dare to mess with his grandfather and mother, but what happened?!

For more than half a year, he has been patient everywhere. He doesn't compete with Huo jingcen in business. He sends people to Huo's house to deliver things during the Spring Festival or from time to time. Just last month, Huo jingcen deliberately found fault and took him 20 million from the freight pit! He opened one eye and closed another, thinking of taking a step back, but Huo jingcen, a white eyed wolf who eats inside and pickpockets outside, united with outsiders and made another cruel pit!

It's really his good fucking uncle, his own uncle!

Liao Jiangcheng's gloomy face was indescribable, and he didn't want to listen any more. He didn't even notice something wrong in Zuo Zhan's eyes. He directly threw down the sentence, "I've seen a lot of small winds and waves. I think I want to take something from me by playing some Yin moves? It's impossible! Zuo Zhan, how much you eat now and how much you'll spit out to me in the future!"

With that, Liao Jiangcheng stretched out his long legs and overturned the bar chair when he got up. With the heavy noise, he also strode away.

Zuo Zhan was indifferent and calm, and something seemed to be brewing in his sinking eyes.

But a moment later, he opened his glass and beckoned the bartender to pour the wine.

After almost two drinks, he tidied up his suit and walked out when he met Yan Shiqi downstairs.

Yan Shiqi was holding a phone in his hand. As soon as he saw him, he also saved calling. He came over and said, "Why are you here? I'm looking for you, brother. Many people above want to participate in shares. Is it an appointment for you to talk alone, or..."

"You're in charge." Zuo Zhan bypassed him and walked out.

Yan Shiqi was stunned, chased over and said, "I'm in charge? I'm in charge of such a big project?"

"Is the project big or not? Do a good job. You can't do without dividends."

"It's not this. I don't know about this project... OK, I'll study it later and I'll do it well!" Yan Shiqi feels that his brother seems to be in a good mood tonight. He doesn't want to be unlucky at this time.

Zuo Zhan paused again, turned back and said, "strictly control the scattered shares, and make an appointment to have a good talk with old Peng and listen to his opinions."

"Yes, I know." The mouth said so, but Yan Shiqi thought a little deeply and could not help but be suspicious. Since his brother grabbed the project from Liao secondhand with empty hands and didn't do it himself, can he say

No, no, no, he shouldn't doubt his brother.

Even if the whole world betrays him and takes him as the scapegoat, his brother will never.

The whole dinner lasted for a long time. The project leader was temporarily replaced, which attracted a lot of discussion. The topic character Liao Jiangcheng is still in the hotel at the moment, but he has no intention to go upstairs again.

From Peng Lao's temporary change of mind to Zuo Zhan's obstruction, his confused brain hasn't stopped. He can't figure out which link is wrong and how much inside information there is.

No matter what, it's enough for him to be angry!

Seeing the cooked duck fly like this, he watched someone take it away in front of him. He was not only distressed, but also hurt his flesh and liver!

There was no place to vent his anger. He smashed most of it as soon as he entered the suite.

The voice startled the manager and the waiter. They stood by the door one by one and quietly watched him vent. They thought that as long as they didn't hit people, they would burn high incense.

Liao Jiangcheng smashed everything in the room. Then he sat on the sofa tired, trembled and lit a cigarette. His scarlet eyes glanced at the man at the door and said in a deep voice. "Get out, get out!"

The manager didn't know which one who didn't have eyes provoked Er Shao, but nodded and bowed with a smile, "Er Shao, if you haven't finished the fire, let's change another room? Don't hold the fire and hurt yourself."

Based on the manager's understanding of Liao Ershao, the young master has a bad temper, but he is also very reasonable. He reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling face. For his sake, how can Liao Jiangcheng really be difficult for him?

Sure enough, Liao Jiangcheng stared at him angrily and said, "go away and call the guard handle."

The manager smiled, "OK, I'll call right away. Take a sip of tea." With that, the manager winked at the waiter as he walked out.

The waiter hurried out, brought another cup of hot tea and brought it in carefully.

The guard handle followed in, took the hot tea and sent everyone away.

Liao Jiangcheng leaned back against the sofa and looked at the ceiling with complex eyes. When the cigarette in his mouth burned and the ash accumulated and fell, he left an ash mark on his black trousers.

"Check the whole thing, everyone who handles it, and don't let go of any clues."

The guard handle nodded, "OK, I'll arrange it now."

As soon as Wei left, Liao Jiangcheng's mobile phone rang.

Looking at the person's name displayed on the screen, his gloomy face was instantly terrible, and his fingers took the phone faintly turned white.