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In the spacious car, there were only Manager Tang and Pan An.

Manager Tang's eyes were red, like a ferocious beast that he chose to eat. When he heard the song suddenly sounded in the sky, his strength instantly increased and his speed instantly increased, as if he had eaten some catalyst.

Pan An endured pain, and even though he felt extremely uncomfortable, he did not dare to make a sound.

The tourists were a little surprised when they listened to the song that suddenly rang, but after a moment, many people danced with them, and their seductive figure was very beautiful.

On the fourth floor of the pavilion, Zhang Wuyou did not go to see the situation of the convoy because he really felt very disgusting.

Xiaoyuan listened to the music played suddenly by Zhang Wuyou for some reason and walked down the stairs.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you so happy?"

Xiao Yuan knew that his father could live another ten years and was in a great mood, so after listening to Zhang Wuyou's music, even the steps down from the fifth floor were full of rhythm.

Zhang Wuyou looked at Xiao Yuan and smiled helplessly, "Xiao Yuan, go up and take care of your father. He is weak now. If there is something to do and you are not by his side, it may not be good."

"Mr. Zhang said!"

Xiao Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and then he understood. It must be that Zhang Wuyou didn't want him to stay on the fourth floor, so he told him so tactfully and let him go to the fifth floor.

Because Wang Jun is on the fifth floor, how can there be no one to take care of him?

"Remember, no matter what happens below, you won't come down!"

Zhang Wuyou looked at Xiao Yuan very smart and couldn't help but smile and give an order. Although Xiaoyuan didn't know what Zhang Wuyou's words mean, out of absolute trust in him, Xiaoyuan still nodded.

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Wuyou wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't laugh. Manager Tang, who has such a despicable human nature, really doesn't know how many people have left indelible shadows for their lives when they are in this position.

Ten minutes later, the dynamic song "Let's Swing Together" had been played for a long time.

At the entrance of the pavilion, more than a dozen security guards had already arranged their teams, lowered their heads and waited quietly for Manager Tang to arrive, while the strong men finally dared to step on the four floors that made them afraid again.

Manager Tang passed through the passage surrounded by security guards, and the security guard whose legs were deformed by Zhang Wuyou were still thrown aside. No one took him to the hospital, so he could only moan in pain alone.

"If this kind of waste is thrown out, why are you still putting him here?"

Manager Tang looked at the disabled security guard coldly, his eyes full of impatientness.

Following the strong man, Manager Tang stepped onto the stairs.

A strong man carefully pushed open the door on the fourth floor, and then slowly stepped in with a little shivering. When he saw that Zhang Wuyou had no intention of taking action, his body straightened slightly.

"Boss, please..."

The strong man reached out, then nodded and bowed to invite Manager Tang into Xiaoyuan's office, but after he inspected Xiaoyuan's office for a while, he did not see any extra chairs to sit on.

As he trotted all the way, the strong man came to Manager Tang, then knelt on the ground without hesitation, rushed forward, and finally supported the gravity of his upper body with the power of his arms.

Manager Tang looked at the strong man with satisfaction, opened his mouth and sniffed a cigar, spit out a beautiful smoke ring in the direction of Zhang Wuyou, and then sat on the strong man.

"The activity is over, are you in spirit?"

Zhang Wuyou looked at Manager Tang and sneered. This was his first time meeting with Manager Tang, so he was not very familiar with him.

"Well, spirit is spirit, but I'm in a bad mood!"

Manager Tang said, lifting his right leg and pressing it on his left leg, without any shame for Zhang Wuyou's mockery.

"Mr. Zhang? What should I do if I hit my man?"

"So what if I fight?"

Zhang Wuyou didn't care.

"Yes, you will be beaten if you beat me. Whoever comes out to get beaten up a few times? Mr. Zhang, do you think so?" Manager Tang's words seemed to be threatening.

"Not bad, I have to pay it back if I come out!"

Zhang Wuyouyi pointed out something, so he said the word "return" very seriously.

Upon hearing this, Manager Tang couldn't help but look at Zhang Wuyou, and then smiled slightly, "Mr. Zhang doesn't know that this pavilion now belongs to my prosperous Tang Dynasty industry?"

"No, right? I seem to know that the owner of this pavilion is surnamed Li, not Tang!"

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is really good at joking. Could it be that Li Yuan didn't tell you? As of twelve o'clock today, if Li Yuan could not pay back the money he owed our Tang Dynasty, this pavilion would be the mortgage, and at this time, twelve one minute had passed."

Manager Tang said, turning his neck hard, and there was a creaking sound. Zhang Wuyou raised his eyebrows and didn't realize that he looked like Manager Tang, who was over 50 years old, had good physical fitness. Just by turning his neck, it can be seen that he often exercises.

But it is normal. If a person like him has poor physical fitness, he will not last for a few minutes. And when he walks on the street, someone will probably shoot a cold arrow.

"Manager Tang, are you stupid? Don't you know the agreement in the contract? Although Xiao Yuan mortgaged the pavilion, he was still the nominal owner of the pavilion, at least now!"

Zhang Wuyou looked calm and calm. It was obvious that he had known Manager Tang’s purpose today.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you said it well, but does Mr. Zhang understand the law? There is a clear explanation in the law that if the debtor cannot repay the debt owed at the specified time, the mortgaged property belongs to the creditor!"

Manager Tang suddenly brought out the law. Hooligans should not be scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

"Why would you dare to ask Manager Tang, do you know when the specified time is?" Zhang Wuyou asked back.

“Strictly speaking, today!”

"Is it unlikely? The agreement is clearly stated that one day expires, the interest rate is 10 million. So strictly speaking, there is no deadline. Of course, you can also resort to the law. At that time, this pavilion will belong to you, but at least at present, it does not belong to your prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

Zhang Wuyou's voice suddenly became cold. In fact, the moment he saw Manager Tang, he had the urge to strangle him to death. But he understood that even if he killed Manager Tang, it would be useless, and instead would bring him endless trouble.

When Manager Tang saw that Zhang Wuyou was not easily intimidated, he didn't care, "Mr. Zhang, since you have to use my Tang Dynasty to use the law, then we will see you in court tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!