Chapter 557 It Feels Like Attending My Own Funeral

Wanhua, Xin Zhining's office was filled with gloom and gloom.

Xin Zhining has been quitting smoking for several days, and today he couldn't help it anymore. He smoked cigarettes one after another, and he quickly smoked half a pack.

Zhuang Buyuan’s request is really too high!

Five Luo!

Xin Zhining is just a vice president, and his financial power is not independent.

And the 500 million is not used to buy land, construction or investment, but to... pay protection fees!

That’s right, it’s protection money!

It's simply humiliating to say it out loud!

How domineering is Wanhua? The number one real estate developer in the state is actually being led by a young man in his twenties? Do you still have to pay protection fees?

But if you don't pay...

Now there are crazy rumors in Xucheng that Zhuang Buyuan is going to enter the retirement real estate. To be honest, not only Lakeside Paradise is affected, but even Wanhua's stock price has been hit repeatedly.

The headquarters is already very dissatisfied with Xin Zhining's decision-making and action capabilities.

In other places, Wanhua is always calling the shots, so why did he become a powerful dragon that can hardly defeat a local snake when he arrived in Xucheng?

Is it true that the dragon should be shrunk and the snake should be coiled?

How could a small company with assets less than a fraction of Wanhua be so scary?

Why does such a small company dominate the entire business district of Xu City?

Not to mention others, even Xin Zhining had a hard time understanding it before he actually came to Xucheng and Zhuang Buyuan to face him head-on.

Now he probably understands.

That is, no matter what field you compete with the other party, you just can't compete. This guy is simply cheating.

You can only pray that the other party will not compete with you, or spend money to eliminate disasters.

The capital of Zhoujian Group is no less than that of Wanhua. Wasn't it also beaten hard?

It is said that even the boss was so angry that he went to the hospital?

"It seems we can't save this money..." After a long time, Xin Zhining finally made up his mind.

You have to pay the protection fee even if you don’t have to pay it.

"But how do I get this money out, and in what name...donating money...how do I reimburse the headquarters..."

"Actually, this is quite simple..." Gu Yundao said, "Just tell the headquarters that something needs to be done..."

The meaning of these two words cannot be stated openly, but for real estate projects, this kind of expenditure is always indispensable, and Gu Yun is relatively familiar with this aspect. In fact, he is the product of "management".

Although Wu Luo is a bit much, it is not the highest in Wanhua's history.

It seems that this is all that can be done.

Xin Zhining took Gu Yun's cell phone with some displeasure, looked at the five pictures, felt sad for a while, took out his cell phone, and called the headquarters.

After a difficult conversation, Xin Zhining said: "What is Wuluo... How much is Wuluo? You don't even know how much Wuluo is? How can you manage finances? 560 million! State currency! Yes, that's all!"

"Where does the money go? I'll give you an account number..."

He looked at the last leaflet for the "Universal Cancer Research Foundation".

It says in very small characters: "The unveiling ceremony will be held at 9 a.m. on October 28th..."

Location: "Huanshan East Tunnel Valley, Hall 1 of Maple Bridge Research Institute."

Then, it was written in huge fonts below: "This foundation is a non-profit organization, donations are welcome, donation account..."

Comparing the small characters on the top with the large characters on the bottom, it is really exaggerated, and it is obvious that no one is allowed to participate.

As long as the money arrives, it's fine. It doesn't matter if people don't arrive.

But at that moment, Xin Zhining suddenly paused.

I haven't even met this person, so just send the money directly with this message?

What should I do if I encounter a scam?

No, I have to be prudent no matter what.

"Let the money come to me..."

I'll deliver it to your door personally!

He had to see with his own eyes who this Zhuang Buyuan was!

Why so shameless!

And, after the money is spent, at least you must hear the other party’s promise not to enter the field of retirement real estate!

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket? Is Rou Baozi going to fetch water and never come back?

"Gu Yun, go get someone to customize a donation sign, the kind that looks like an oversized check."

"Tomorrow, let's go to the unveiling ceremony!"

"Ah, are we going to participate?" Gu Yun glared, no, isn't this being exposed?

All this is not for the so-called retirement real estate, but for me?

"Don't go..."

"No, I must go and see what kind of person he is, so shameless and unscrupulous!"

"There is no one in the virtual city, Zhuzi is arrogant!"

Xin Zhining was angry and determined to go.

Early the next morning, Gu Yun followed Xin Zhining anxiously to the unveiling ceremony.

I saw huge crowds of people everywhere, fluttering colorful flags, various congratulatory banners, congratulatory flower baskets, congratulatory gifts, lined up hundreds of meters long. The originally ridiculously beautiful Maple Bridge Research Institute was dressed up in red silk and satin like a groom. Not to mention how tacky.

"Damn it, why are there so many people?" Not to mention Xin Zhining, even Zhuang Buyuan was a little dumbfounded, "Why are you all here?"

"How dare we not come?" Jia Yelian said with a smile, "I told the news in the group, and everyone said they would come to support the owner of the village..."

What if you don't come to support and get beaten?

You can’t come empty-handed. What if you get beaten?

"Moreover, cancer research is a good thing that benefits mankind and benefits future generations. Maybe one day we will be saved by the results of the owner. How can we not express our gratitude? On behalf of Huancheng Group, I will donate to the foundation. One Luo.”

As he spoke, he asked someone to hand over a huge photo of Luo Qiao.

The two people each held one side of Luo Qiao's photo and posed on the stage.

"Quack, quack, quack!" Applause rang out.

"Click, click, click!" The camera kept ringing.

Zhuang Buyuan glared and said: "I haven't unveiled the plaque yet, it's not the donation stage yet..."

"You're too lazy to unveil it anyway."

"That's true, but you won't just give me a photo without paying me."

"How can you? The money has already been transferred to the account. Remember to check it."

Luo Qiao shook hands with Zhuang Buyuan again, took a group photo, and then gave up his seat to the following people.

"Master, we admire you very much for doing such a great thing. We are not as rich as Mr. Jia, but we have to express that this is a donation from more than ten of us brothers who pooled our money together. Please keep it for a total of five luo!"

Luo Qiao took five consecutive mugshots.

"Mr. Zhuang, there are only one of us more than ten brothers, don't dislike it..."

"The owner of the village..."

Xin Zhining stood in the crowd, watching those people take turns on stage to donate, and felt it was extremely ridiculous.

If these people were not all respectable people, he would even think that these people were actually stooges.

The screen is full of minions paying tribute to the mountain king.

"This village is not far away. How many people have we blackmailed?"

What kind of person is he?

Why is there such energy?

I don’t seem to be unjust, right?

Xin Zhining's mentality calmed down a lot.

In the entire venue, there was only one person whose mentality was broken.

Luo Qiao couldn't help but complain as he looked at the photos of himself filling the screen.

Damn it, it’s like attending your own funeral!