Under Zhang Lang's gentle gaze, the boy from the Sun family readily told the truth.

Zhang Lang sneered in his heart, it’s great!

"Now there is no doubt? People are here too. How do you plan to pay?"

"We... can't afford so much money!" Sun Mingjun said dryly.

Their families are more money than ordinary red families, but they can't afford such a large amount of money.

"Director Zhang, please also look at the face of our Shaolin... Our Shaolin abbot, Mr. Huineng, is also a congenital master..." When Kong Wenwu came in to sign up for the title, the three masters of Shaolin were trying to suppress Zhang Lang with the name of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple has a history of thousands of years and has a long history. It has many natural factions, including the north and south Shaolin, and the "three great masters" and the "four major gates".

The 'Three Great Masters' refer to the Hong Family Shaolin, the Kong Family Shaolin, and the Yu Family Shaolin.

The "Four Great Gates" refer to the Great Sage Gate, the Arhat Gate, the Erlang Gate, and the Weituo Gate.

The Kong family in the capital is talking about the Kong family Shaolin.

Of course, the Kong family in the capital is just a branch of the Kong family's Shaolin.

After the War of Resistance Against Japan, he settled in the capital after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"You use Shaolin Temple to suppress me? Go back and ask Mr. Huineng if he dares to make decisions for you? If he dares to suppress me!" Zhang Lang looked at Kong Wenwu coldly.

Zhang Lang's momentum was too strong, and his eyes were so strong that Kong Wenwu could not move, and sweat was dripping down from Kong Wenwu's face.

This is Zhang Lang's momentum, otherwise he could be crushed to death by relying solely on his momentum.

"It doesn't matter if I don't have money. I'm a good person. If I don't have money, I can use an antique house to pay off my debts!" ​​Zhang Lang smiled and the pressure on Kong Wenwu disappeared.

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If they pay the house to Zhang Lang, then the five major families will become jokes in the world and will not be ashamed to be in the world in the future, but when facing Zhang Lang, they dare not say that they can't do it.

"Take your people back and tell your head of the family that if you give you a week, I will go to the capital to collect the accounts myself, either give money or hand over the old antiques and other things in the house and the house to pay the bill."

"Yes! Yes!" The five people agreed repeatedly.

What can I say, I can only agree first, take the person back, and let the head of the family make an idea.

Anyway, the sky fell, and there was a tall one standing against it.

They are definitely not the tall one.

After sending the people from the five major families away, Zhang Lang returned to the office.

Pick up the red phone, "I am Zhang Lang, let Feng Dechang listen to the phone!"

The phone calls from relevant departments are encrypted, and Zhang Lang can only broadcast them to their outside lines.

Obviously, Zhang Lang has a very famous reputation in the relevant departments. The operator on the opposite side did not dare to say anything, and directly transferred the phone to Feng Dechang's office.

"Hello, Director Zhang, why did you have time to call me today?" Feng Dechang's hearty laughter soon came from the phone.

"Chief Feng, I'll call you, it's time to settle the account."

"Checkout? What's the account?"

"Chief Feng is really a noble man who forgets the trouble. When will you get the 20,000 jin of Linggu and 40,000 jin of Lingjiu you bought from our Xilong Villa?"

"Director Zhang, are you kidding? When did I buy the Linggu and Lingjiu in your Xilong Villa?"

"Chief Feng, we celebrities don't say secret words. Since I call you, it means that the facts are clear. You don't have to be careless. You know, you have a clear idea of ​​whether you have received the Linggu Lingjiu from Xilong Villa.

Linggu is one thousand yuan per pound, and Lingjiu is five thousand yuan per pound! A week later, I went to the capital to collect the accounts. If there is no, I would have to trouble Chief Feng to go to Africa to mine and repay it!" Zhang Lang hung up the phone after saying that.

Damn it, give shameless things.

After eating mine, I still want to pretend to be confused.

Is it easy to fool me?

The sweat on Feng Dechang's face was gone.

I regret it!

If I had known this, I would not have been greedy for this little advantage.

What to do now?

Twenty thousand jin of Linggu, 20 million, I can still find a way to take it out.

But even if the 40,000 kilograms of spiritual wine were sold, I couldn’t get it out even if I sold it!

That's 200 million.

How much does the country's fiscal and tax revenue cost in a year?

what to do?

All the things were divided and half of them were consumed.

Feng Dechang was walking around the office.

Go to the chief?

Without Zhang Lang dealing with himself, the leader would deal with himself first.

As for resistance?

Feng Dechang didn't even dare to think about it.

If others don’t know, can he not know?

Teacher Li is a relative of the uncle. In the words of the uncle, Zhang Lang is already at the level above the innate level. At least what they know is that only Zhang Lang reaches the level above the innate level.

After walking around the office for a few times, just die if you die. It is at least better than death at Zhang Lang.

Feng Dechang went straight to Zhongnanhai.

Feng Dechang lowered his head, not daring to look up at the angry and slightly deformed face of the leader.

The leader's beloved tea cup with raindrops and peach blossoms has turned into eight petals at this time.

That was what Mao Zu personally gave to the leader, and it was the leader's beloved thing.

It was broken at this time, and Feng Dechang once again felt that he was in great sin.

Under the glaring of the chief, he did not even have the courage to raise his head.

"If this were in the war era, I could shoot you eight times!" the leader said gritting his teeth.

"Old Li, you can take care of your master's people!" The leader finally waved his hand and asked Feng Dechang to leave, and handed over the handling of Feng Dechang's affairs to Lao Li.

Old Li glanced at the old man with resentment, we can’t play like this!

What can I do?

Even if Feng Dechang is killed, it won’t work!

What people pay attention to is that there is a head of injustice and a master of debt, and the son of the father pays the debt.

Killing Feng Dechang is very simple, but they must catch up with their own sect to ask for the account.

They can't afford such a large debt, either Wudang!

Only the elderly speak well in this matter. It is estimated that the elderly can handle this matter now, and now the elderly speak in the country.

But now the old man made it clear that he would not get involved in this matter.

Let them solve it themselves.

This made Lao Li embarrassed.

Not to mention that Wudang cannot afford to pay back, even if you can afford to pay back, it is impossible to pay back the debt for them. They are just one of Wudang and cannot represent Wudang.

Thinking of this, Old Li glared at Feng Dechang fiercely, wishing he could slap him to death with a palm.

After Zhang Lang made the phone call, he got up and left the village headquarters, and returned home.

Calculate the time, Secretary Pang and County Magistrate Tong are almost time to wake up.

"Two squad leaders, how are you resting?" Zhang Lang asked with a smile.

"No, I haven't slept so well for a long time! I found it very pleasant to sleep in Xilong Villa!"

"Now there is still some time before dinner. Let's go to Taohua Mountain together? Let's take a look at the beautiful scenery of peach blossoms that are as red as fire as thirty miles." Zhang Lang invited with a smile.

"Take it down! Is there any peaches still available in this season? Is it hard to say? Is it still a peach blossom?" County Magistrate Tong cursed with a smile.

"The peach blossoms are definitely gone, but there are still peaches! My peach is grafted with blood peaches I got from the mountains! Secretary Pang knows that you are also their old leader. If you come, you won't go to comfort me. If you let them know, you will be sad!" Zhang Lang smiled.

"You kid, let's go. I haven't seen them for a long time. Let's see how they are doing under your wolf cub!" Pang Dahai smiled and stood up and walked out.
Chapter completed!