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Chapter 1087 The Tragedy of Modern Society

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    Yang Luo didn't say anything, but patted Chen Gui on the shoulder: "Let's go!"

    Chen Gui was a little disappointed that he didn't get Yang Luo's answer, but he already had some concerns in his heart, and he must go to Yang Luo's invitation tonight.  http://book./ fiction

    More than two hours later, the car stopped in front of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.  When Yang Luo got out of the car, she saw Huo Feng standing there in a white dress, Wu Ke and Wu Xu standing beside her.

    Seeing Yang Luo getting off the taxi, Wu Ke leaned next to Huo Feng's ear, and said with a smile: "Sister Feng, the man you've been thinking about day and night is here, hurry up and go over."

    Huofeng turned her head and glared at her fiercely, then greeted her with a gentle face: "Yang Luo!"

    Yang Luo stretched out his arms and hugged Huofeng in his arms, and patted her on the back: "Let's go, let's go in and talk."

    Huo Feng put her arms around Yang Luo's arm, looking like a small bird, making Wu Ke and Wu Xu's eyes wide open.  I can't believe my eyes, their sister Feng is actually so charming, when she is a little bird.

    Several people came to the room, Yang Luo sat on the sofa, Huo Feng sat beside him, Wu Ke and Wu Xu also found chairs and sat down.

    Huofeng looked at Yang Luo and asked, "Who are you inviting tonight?"

    Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit one, then told the story of meeting Chen Gui.

    Huofeng said: "This is obviously retaliation and venting personal anger." After speaking, she looked at Yang Luo, "Are you going to reach out?"

    Yang Luo nodded: "It's fine if I don't know about this matter, since I know it, I can't ignore it."

    Wu Ke said in a hateful voice: "These corrupt officials are worse than us gangsters."

    Yang Luo said: "This is the tragedy of modern society. When journalists become iron-faced judges in the hearts of the people, and many ordinary people who have grievances do not go to judges to look for reporters, journalists are actually in a dangerous situation. Since they are in the eyes of the people  If he is the savior of his family, he will naturally become a thorn in the side of the mob! Danger and even sacrifice, this is not a joke. And I have encountered many such things, Li Jiannan is considered lucky.¡±

    Huofeng said: "The daily life of every citizen is closely related to the daily life of another citizen. When all journalists with a sense of justice disappear from our sight, the civil rights of ordinary people will also collapse."

    Yang Luo didn't go any further on this issue, but asked: "How is the gang doing now?"

    Huofeng knew what Yang Luo was asking, and said with a smile: "The gang has given up all underground business."

    Yang Luo put his arms around Huofeng's shoulders: "How is it? Can you maintain the operation of the gang?"

    Huofeng fell into Yang Luo's arms, and said softly: "It can still be maintained, but due to the shrinking of the guild's funds, the development has reached a bottleneck. And because we gave up the underground business, the surrounding small guilds took advantage of the situation to grow. In the past six months, they have begun to move around.  , a great threat to us."

    Yang Luo leaned back, took a puff of the cigarette, watched the smoke drifting in front of his eyes, and said softly: "How much money can the gang raise now?"

    Huofeng thought for a while: "About two to three million."

    Yang Luo frowned: "That's it!"

    Huofeng twisted her body and leaned against Yang Luo's arms in a more comfortable position: "It depends on how much income those hotels and nightclubs can generate."

    Yang Luo tapped his head: "Can you raise 20 million?"

    Huofeng looked up at Yang Luo suspiciously: "Do you use money?"

    Yang Luo smiled: "Guangxi Dahua is undergoing comprehensive urbanization construction, developing tourism resources, and attracting a lot of investment. You can set up a construction company, and as long as you get one or two projects, you can earn 200 to 300 million a year.  not a problem."

    Wu Ke and Wu Xu jumped up on their chairs, looking at Yang Luo with bright eyes.

    Huofeng got up in Yang Luo's arms: "Really?"

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "How could I lie to you!"

    Huofeng was also very excited. Yang Luo asked her to give up the underground business, and she did it without compromise, but the operation of the gang was in trouble, and she has been worrying for a while.

    "But 20 million yuan can only set up a medium-sized construction company. How can we get those big projects?"

    Yang Luo took a last puff of cigarette and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "With me here, you can get it no matter what the project is. If the funds are insufficient, I will ask them to deposit the project funds into your account first.  There will be no problems in this way. But you have to remember that the quality of the project must be guaranteed.¡±

    Huofeng nodded: "Wu Xu,??, then stood up on the sofa and said, "Call me at seven."

    Wu Xu agreed, and Wu Ke saw Huofeng go back to the room, turned on the TV and watched boredly.

    Huofeng entered the room and saw Yang Luo sleeping soundly, with a deep tenderness on his face, took off his shoes, got under the quilt, leaned on Yang Luo's chest, and closed his eyes.

    At seven o'clock in the evening, Yang Luo and Huofeng were awakened by knocking on the door.

    "Sister Feng, it's time."

    "Got it!" Huofeng shouted, looked at Yang Luo and said, "It's seven o'clock!"

    Yang Luo stretched her waist, hugged Huofeng into her arms, and kissed her "sexy" and alluring lips: "Come on, follow me to pick them up."

    The two of them left the room, took the elevator down, and just outside the hotel, they saw a dozen taxis slowly approaching.

    Yang Luo smiled and said, "Here we come!"

    Chen Gui was the first to get out of the car, seeing Yang Luo hurried over: "Mr. Yang!"

    Yang Luo looked at the dozen or so people behind Chen Gui: "Are these all your colleagues?"

    Chen Gui nodded, and pulled a man with white hair who looked to be in his sixties to his side.

    "Mr. Yang, he is Lao Li."

    Yang Luo stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Li, I have heard about your deeds from Brother Chen, and it really moved me."

    On Li Qingshan's face that was much older than his actual age, there was a simple and honest smile, and he reached out and shook hands with Yang Luo: "Mr.  More."

    Yang Luo looked up at a dozen other people, and Chen Gui introduced Yang Luo.

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go in and talk if we have anything to say."

    Huofeng walked into the hotel first, and more than a dozen people took the elevator and went straight up to the 18th floor. Just after getting out of the elevator, a few young people reeking of alcohol came across.  When the two sides passed each other, one of Chen Gui's colleagues bumped into a guy.

    That guy grabbed Li Gui's colleague by the shoulder and cursed: "You don't have fucking eyes, you want to leave after bumping into me." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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