The next day, Yang Luo was awakened by a ringing phone, picked it up and saw that it belonged to Wei Hua, pressed the answer button, and said lazily: "What's the matter?"
Wei Hua's voice came from the receiver: "Boss, why didn't you inform the brothers when you came back."
Yang Luo yawned: "I'm in the International Hotel, room 1027, come over here." After speaking, he hung up the phone and continued to sleep soundly.
I don't know what time it is, there was a heavy knock on the door outside, Yang Luo opened his eyes, looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock.
Get up, get dressed, and open the door, only to see Wei Hua and Xiao Qi walking in, Yang Luo looked at Xiao Qi and asked, "When did you run to Beijing?"
Xiao Qi chuckled: "The day after you left Harbin, I ran back."
Yang Luo turned around and walked into the bathroom, while washing up, he said, "Where are Jundong and the others?"
Wei Hua said: "I have notified them, and said to find a place to get together at night." After speaking, he picked up the folder Yang Luo put on the bedside, opened it, and his eyes became bright, "Boss, are you going to get together?" When will we attack the Fan family and the Tong family?"
Xiao Qi tilted his head and looked at it, and said excitedly: "Of course, the sooner the better, beat them to death completely, so that you will be honest."
Yang Luo came out after washing up: "The Fan family and the Tong family can't move them for the time being."
"Why?" Wei Hua and Xiao Qi asked at the same time, their faces full of doubts. Now that there is such strong evidence, why not completely overturn the opponent, so that it will be settled once and for all.
Yang Luo sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "If they are all killed now, who will get the money to build the freight wharf and the railway freight yard? Together, it is an investment of tens of billions."
Wei Hua pondered for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Boss, this time Fan Hongyi and the others will definitely be played to death by you."
Yang Luo smiled, looked at the time again, stood up and said, "You guys stay here for a while, I'm going to see someone."
Xiaoqi asked: "Who are you going to see?"
Yang Luo said: "Old man Fan, I guess he is afraid that I will do something to Fan Hongyi's rubbish, so he asked me to negotiate."
Wei Hua snorted coldly: "It's really a good plan. I didn't pick the peaches, and my hands were tied. Now I want you to heal the disease. How can there be such a good thing."
Yang Luo opened the door and walked out, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, I don't intend to touch them now, maybe I can get some benefits."
International Hotel, private room No. 8 on the second floor, Yang Luo ordered food, and sat there waiting for Fan Zhongtao's arrival.
At nine o'clock, Fan Zhongtao opened the door of the private room on time and walked in. The old guy came very low-key, bringing only two guards in civilian clothes. It seems that the old guy also knows that it is not easy to publicize that he came to see Yang Luo this time, otherwise his old face will be completely humiliated.
Yang Luo stood up very enthusiastically, pulled a chair away, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Fan, I was originally supposed to see you as a junior, but now you come to see me in this place. I'm really sorry."
Fan Zhongtao, who was originally smiling, froze when he heard Yang Luo's words, but returned to normal in an instant. I have to sigh in my heart, Yang Luo is indeed much stronger than Fan Hongyi and the others. Just a simple sentence nailed him there, and he couldn't find any reason. When word spread in the future, outsiders could only say that he, Fan Zhongtao, was bullying the younger generation, but even though Yang Luo was being bullied, he still respected him so much. In this way, Yang Luoli gained face, and he, Fan Zhongtao, became a villain once, not only did he get nothing, but in the end he made a mess of himself.
"Hehe" Fan Zhongtao smiled softly, "My nephew is too polite. My old bones should come out for a walk more, or they will soon rust." Facing Yang Luo, this little fox, his old fox You really have to be careful, otherwise, if you are careless, you may be beaten to death by Yang Luo, the back wave, and the front wave, on the beach.
Yang Luo supported Fan Zhongtao, helped him to sit on the chair, and called the waiter to serve the food.
"Old Fan, you should go out and walk around more often to get some fresh air. If you're always bored at home, it's really bad for your health."
"That's right!" Fan Zhongtao sighed, "Once a person gets old, he is useless, and no one listens to his words. But if they get into trouble, they can find me, an old man, to wipe their ass."
"Damn it!" Yang Luo cursed in his heart, this old fox has picked himself up completely, if you don't agree, how dare Fan Hongyi and the others have the courage to go to Dahua to act wildly.
Yang Luo cursed in his heart, but the smile on his face remained the same: "Let's not talk about this, so as not to disturb the interest of our father and son." Yang Luo changed the topic with a Tai Chi hand.
 ??Yes, I won¡¯t be overwhelmed. Even if I die, that's what I asked for, and it has nothing to do with you old man. "
The muscles on Fan Zhongtao's face twitched again. Now not only the flesh hurts, but even the bones hurt. But if they don't agree to Yang Luo's request, Fan Hongyi and the others will be in danger. He knew very well that Yang Luo could do anything. Besides, as long as Fan Hongyi followed the original plan and picked the peaches, it didn't matter if he gave up the shares of the iron mine to Yang Luo. Compared with Dahua, iron ore must be very profitable, but its political significance is incomparable.
"Okay, I can transfer the shares of the iron mine to you."
Yang Luo took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Thank you very much, but I don't know, how much is the transfer fee?"
Fan Zhongtao said: "680 million, and it's in US dollars."
With a click, the chopsticks in Yang Luo's hand fell on the table: "680 million dollars?" The guy shook his head like a rattle, "I don't have that much money."
Fan Zhongtao asked: "How much money do you have?"
Yang Luo stretched out three fingers: "Thirty million, and it's still RMB."
Fan Zhongtao almost vomited blood this time, this kid really dared to say it. Actually trying to take away the iron ore shares with 30 million yuan, what the hell is the difference between this and snatching. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com