Wang Hao is no longer the young man of the past. He can just do it when practicing Tai Chi. You ask me to raise my hand, and I will complain to you.

However, Wan Baoguo, the ** Lake, still smiled and said: "The above mentioned construction is not about building it soon. The start of construction now and half a year later will not be a loss for Brother Wang, but for me, the meaning is different."

"Mr. Wan means that I will start construction in half a year?" Wang Hao was too lazy to be confused with the other party, so he asked straight to the point.

"Building a freight terminal is a century-old plan, and it is always no harm to make detailed arguments in advance." Wan Baoguo said.

"Haha!" Wang Hao laughed and stopped talking, thinking to himself: "Damn, your son is looking for a killer to kill me. Once you touch your mouth, I will build it half a year later. The earth will revolve around your thousands of families."

"In order to show sincerity, I spent half of the funds in the freight terminal, but only accounted for 40% of the shares, how about it?" said Wan Baoguo.

When Wang Hao heard this, he almost wanted to curse people. He was so stupid that he was playing with him. Not only did he want to start construction for half a year, but he also wanted to get into the dock. So the next second, he stood up, smiled at Wan Baoguo, and said, "Mr. Wan, I suddenly had something to do, let's talk about it another day."

"Brother Wang, stay there, what conditions can be discussed?" Wan Baoguo saw that Wang Hao was really about to leave, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Bindled Longhu Home to sell it to me." Wang Hao was no longer polite and spoke directly.

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Wan Baoguo agreed.

Wan Xinrong, who was sitting next to him, suddenly snorted coldly and said, "I want to buy Longhu Home, can you afford it?"

"I definitely can't afford it, but if Xiao Wan could always give me the house first, and when I sell the house, I will naturally have money to pay you." Wang Hao turned his head and looked at Wan Xinrong and said.

"You, what are you thinking? You're making a fuss." Wan Xinrong was so angry.

"That's nothing to talk about, say goodbye." Wang Hao took Ning Yong to leave. When he walked to the door, Wan Baoguo's voice came from behind again: "Brother Wang, stay at the front line of life and meet again in the future. I can't agree to this condition. Can you change one?"

Wang Hao turned to look at Wan Baoguo. At this time, the other party had no smile on his face, and it was almost a little bit that both sides were about to completely tear their faces apart.

Looking at Wan Baoguo's serious face, Wang Hao suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Wan, can you teach me how to stay in the front line? Let's meet again in the future?"

Wan Baoguo stretched out three fingers and said, "Three months, your wharf will start construction for three months at night, and the construction of the wharf is strictly kept confidential. I will give you 10 million yuan in compensation, so let's make friends."

"Haha..." Wang Hao laughed loudly, then turned around and took Ning Yong away.

Wan Baoguo was dismissed as a beggar. Wan Xinrong sent a killer. Wang Hao was the greatest sincerity to come to see the other party today. Unexpectedly, in Wan Baoguo's eyes, he was still a little slut who could not stand on the table. He wanted to dismiss ten million.

When Wang Hao and Ning Yong left, Wan Baoguo's face became gloomy and a low roar came out of his mouth: "I don't know how to lift up!"

"Dad, the Eighth Master's people should have taken action today. Once he dies, you go to the top to move. Let's take over the land for building a wharf." Wan Xinrong said that he also realized that although the income from building a wharf cannot be seen in a short time, in the long run, it is much better than building a house and is an asset that can be passed on for a hundred years.

"Well, I'll call Eighth Master and let his people do it cleaner." Wan Baoguo picked up the phone and entered a mobile phone number. He remembered some important numbers in his mind and did not exist on his mobile phone. After all, mobile phones are sometimes not safe, and he is very similar to Wang Hao.

When Wan Baoguo was making the phone call, Wang Hao also took out his cell phone and called Wei Ming: "Hey, Wei Ming, are you ready for the heavy truck you asked you to prepare yesterday?"

"Well, it's ready." Wei Ming on the other end of the phone replied.

"Where is the driver?"

"An old driver was detained last year for rescuing the driver." Wei Ming said.

"Is it reliable?" Wang Hao asked.

"His son owes us a life. Brother Hao, don't worry, even if he is shot, he will not dare to say anything." Wei Ming said confidently.

"That's good, let him be prepared and cannot leave Dongcheng District, do you understand?" Wang Hao said.

"Brother Hao, I understand." Wei Ming said.

Before negotiating with Wan Baoguo, Wei Ming made two preparations. First, the negotiation was completed and the other party made great concessions; second, if the negotiation was not completed and the face was completely broken, then Wang Hao would not be prepared to let Wan Baoguo go back alive.

What can the Wan family be deeply rooted in the business world? As long as Wan Baoguo dies, half of it will collapse, and the remaining half will be confident that he can handle it for a while even if there is hidden power.

Everything was arranged on Wang Hao's side, but there was something wrong with the call between Wan Baoguo and Eighth Master.

"Master Eighth Master, do you think Liu Xiong has never contacted you since he entered Jiangcheng?" Wan Baoguo frowned.

"Well, the situation is a bit wrong. I have sent someone to Jiangcheng to find it and use some connections. No news has been sent back yet. If you are in Jiangcheng, you can help find it." Eighth Master said that he had a very bad premonition. He had been in the martial arts world for so long, and he cared about his sixth feeling.

"Master Eighth Master, are you too nervous? Could the other party know in advance that Liu Xiong is coming to Jiangcheng?" Wan Baoguo said after thinking for a few seconds.

"This is impossible." said the Eighth Master.

"Then what are you worried about? Liu Xiong is your closed disciple. Can something happen to him?" said Wan Baoguo.

"There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the mountain, so it's hard to say." said the Eighth Master.

"Eighth Master, no matter what happened to Liu Xiong, Wang Hao must die, and the price will be available for you." Wan Baoguo no longer struggled with Liu Xiong's affairs. His purpose was to let Wang Hao die.

"Wait for the letter." Eighth Master said, then hung up the phone. He lay on the recliner, frowned, thought for a while, and murmured to himself: "Maybe I have to go to Jiangcheng in person."

Just as I was thinking, the phone ringtone rang again. I took a look and found that it was a call sent to Jiangcheng to find Liu Xiong, so I immediately pressed the answer button: "Hey, how about it? Have you found Liu Xiong?"

"Master Eighth, according to the surveillance at the railway station, Liu Xiong did come to Jiangcheng the night before yesterday, but after leaving the station, his figure disappeared. The surveillance cameras around him were not found. There was also the railway community arranged in advance. The surveillance was broken, but..."

"But what, tell me quickly." Eighth Master urged.

"There is a trace of fighting in the railway community where we are safe." The man said.
Chapter completed!