Chapter 65: Delivering Houses to the Doorstep of Flying Warehouse Web

  He first sent Lin Xian back to her residence by taxi, and Zhang Jun only returned to the Golden Dragon Hotel afterwards. When Zhang Wu heard about this, he burst out laughing and said: "Haha, brother, this time I'll help you cut off Qiao Ba's eight pieces of flesh, what conditions do you have, just boldly mention them."

  Zhang Jun had long known that Zhang Wu was a master who feared the world would not be chaotic, and said: "Every time Master comes to Donghai, he stays at Jindragon Hotel, which is troublesome for you and inconvenient for teaching me things. I've been considering buying a house in Donghai, but haven't found a suitable one yet."

  Zhang nodded: "That's right, Qiao Ba this turtle doesn't have eyes, let him pay for the house, I'll take care of this matter."

  Zhang Jun sent the car away at that time, and he had a similar idea in mind. If someone dared to extort him, they would have to pay the price. In the future, he will be a disciple of Huabu Yi and a successor of the Shen Nong Gate. If he is bullied by others so easily, it will spread out and make friends on the rivers and lakes laugh to death.

  As the two men discussed how to deal with Qiao Ba, in a villa in Huangming District, the two young men who had been extorted by Zhang Jun stood in the living room with their heads bowed, not daring to utter a word.

  Beside them stood a middle-aged man with a dark face and a gloomy complexion.

  On the sofa was a stout man with a round face and head, over fifty years old. This man was Qiao Ba, an old mixed element who had been making a stir in the East Sea area for more than thirty years. At this moment, his face showed no anger or joy, but only said faintly: "You've grown up, even Zhang Wu's people are extorting, giving me, Qiao Ba, a long face."

  The black-faced man turned around and kicked the two young men with a "bang" sound, and they didn't even dare to fart, their heads hung lower, and their faces turned paler.

  "Good grief! Something that can't even get things done, but is great at messing them up!" The dark-faced man said with a scowl, then turned to Qiao Ba and asked, "Eighth Master, what do you think we should do about this?"

  Qiao Ba grunted and said, "Zhang Wu is a ruthless man. If you don't provoke him, he won't bother you, but once you cross him, he'll definitely take a bite out of you."

  Hei Lian Hanzi gritted his teeth and said: "Ba Ye, let's settle this once and for all. It's time for a change in the position of the East Sea Boss!"

  "Damn it!" Qiao Ba slammed the table, "Does your mother have a brain? Why do you think Zhang Wu can stand unshaken in Donghai?"

  The dark-faced man hastily closed his mouth and assumed a listening-to-admonitions expression.

  Qiao Ba's fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa, his expression changing as he said: "It's not impossible to move Zhang Wu, but to unite the entire Donghai's forces together, no one can do it, I'm not capable of it, let alone the others."

  "For the time being, we can't turn against Zhang Wu. Prepare 1 million in cash. Tomorrow, I'll bring these two rascals and make a trip myself." Qiao Ba made up his mind, his facial muscles twitching several times, "It's not going well, this time it's going to be a big loss."

  The next day at noon, five cars stopped neatly outside the Golden Dragon Hotel. Ge Qibao and his twenty or so brothers got out of the cars and took the elevator to a large hall on the 18th floor of the hotel.

  The hall is beautifully decorated with several potted plants and a few goldfish tanks. The walls are also adorned with famous calligraphy and paintings, and the furniture has an antique flavor.

  This is where Zhang Wu works in the Jinlong Hotel. He's not only an underground kingpin but also a manager of a hundred billion group.

  Zhang Wu and Zhang Jun are playing chess, the game is in the endgame. Zhang Jun's rook and knight are tightly pinning down Zhang Wu's old general, with a fierce offensive. On Zhang Wu's side, there is only one cannon left, which is not enough to intimidate, and it seems that he will inevitably lose.

  Zhang Wu's subordinates led Qiao Ba into the hall, who was smiling and hastily took a few steps forward, bowing his hands from afar and saying: "Brother Zhang, it's been a long time, I've come to pay my respects today!"

  Zhang Wu Yi pushed the chessboard, stood up and laughed: "What wind blew Eighth Brother here? Please sit down quickly." His face was polite to an extreme degree, if one didn't know better, they would have thought that the two were long-separated close brothers.

  Qiao Ba sat down and smiled: "Brother, it's been a long time since we last chatted. Seeing you today feels especially warm."

  Zhang Wu laughed more sincerely and said, "Yes, yes, it's been a long time since we brothers met. Although we live so close, after all, we are all busy with our own affairs, and it's rare to have leisure time."

  "Agreed, from now on we'll visit each other more often," said Qiao Ba.

  "After talking nonsense for half a day, Qiao Ba finally said: 'Brother, I heard yesterday that there are two rascals on my side who have offended you? As soon as I heard about it, I was furious and brought them here to let you deal with them.'"

  "Ah, Eighth Brother, you're too polite. You're a respected figure in the Eastern Sea, and it's only right that my men should suffer a bit of bullying. How could I possibly let you come to our door to apologize? It's not worthy of me, not worthy of me," said Zhang Wu.

  Zhang Wu said so, Qiao Ba's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly turned around and shouted: "Come on, bring those two sons of bitches over here!"

  In an instant, the two young men who were showing off on Zhang Jun's car yesterday knelt down with their heads bowed and faces pale.

  Zhang Wu looked surprised and said, "Eighth brother, what are you doing? It's not that serious, just a small matter." Then he turned to Zhang Jun and said, "Brother, isn't that right?"

  Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Yes, it was a very small matter, so I immediately gave the car to the two brothers to drive."

  Zhang Wu nodded in satisfaction and said, "You're indeed my brother, straightforward." Then he said to the two people on the ground, "Take the car and drive it away. You are Eighth Brother's brothers, which means you're my brothers too. No need to be polite among family members."

  Qiao Ba listened and didn't like the taste, so he hastily made eye contact with the dark-faced man beside him. The dark-faced man walked over, pulled out a leather suitcase, opened it, and inside were neatly stacked 100-yuan bills.

  The black-faced man said to Zhang Jun: "Brother, my subordinates don't understand the situation. Consider this money as a gift to you for your troubles, please accept it."

  Zhang Jun didn't even glance at the suitcase and said: "That's not going to work, my car is only worth 600,000. Take your money back, I absolutely don't want it."

  Qiao Ba slightly furrowed his brow and said, "This brother, the fault lies with us. Whatever your demands are, just state them, I'll listen."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said: "I wouldn't dare make conditions for Old Man Qiao."

  Zhang Wu suddenly seemed to remember something and said: "Brother, aren't you in a hurry to go see the house? Hurry up and go, I'll take care of things here."

  Qiao Ba heard this and thought it was a good opportunity, so he hastily said: "What a coincidence! I have an idle house under my hand. Brother, if you don't mind, take it first."

  Zhang Wu waved his hand: "Thanks, Eighth Brother, but my brother has high standards, he's set his sights on villas worth 70 or 80 million yuan per suite. How could I let you spend that kind of money? Forget it."

  Qiao Ba cursed inwardly, thinking "Good you, Zhang Wu, his mother's... seven or eight hundred million just rolled off his tongue like a lion opening its mouth!"

  He was resentful in his heart, but still smiled on his face and hurriedly said: "I happen to have a set of houses in my hand, golden zone, five floors up and down, the environment inside is really good. If this brother thinks it's okay, he can move in and live there."

  Qiao Ba agreed, although it was a painful decision, because if he didn't agree, Zhang Wu would make things difficult for him and his losses wouldn't be limited to just one villa, but could be ten or even more.

  Zhang Jun's face was filled with emotion as he said, "Qiao Bazhai is indeed a generous person. Alright, I'll take this house."

  The two young men kneeling below had turned pale, and the seven or eight million was gone just like that. When they returned, Old Man Qiao would skin them alive! The two of them were on the verge of tears, feeling that their future prospects were bleak.