Seeing Zhao Chengjie suddenly approaching, Xie Wendong frowned secretly.
First of all, he didn't like to be in too close contact with others.
Secondly, the green snake coiled on Zhao Chengjie's arm kept sticking out its tongue at him, as if it was eager to bite him at any time.
Xie Wendong was bored in his heart, but his face was calm and he asked with a smile: "What is Boss Zhao worried about?"
Zhao Chengjie laughed, looked deeply at Xie Wendong, took two steps back, and sat back on the sofa.
Then, he raised his hand and clapped his hands.
Not long after, the door of the villa opened, and two burly men walked in from the outside.
They were dragging a person in their hands.
This person was covered in blood, and the original color of his clothes could hardly be seen.
Looking at his face, His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, blood was flowing down his mouth and nose, his eyes were blurred, and he was unconscious.
If it weren't for the two big men beside him who dragged him hard, he might not have been able to stand for a second.
Xie Wendong squinted his eyes and looked at the person coming.
After looking for a moment, he asked: "Who is this person?"
"Jiang Weitao," Zhao Chengjie said coldly: "This old thief has very hard bones.
No matter how he is tortured, he will not hand over the shares of Hongtian Group in his hands.
Alas" As he spoke, he sighed and said helplessly: "He If I don’t hand over my shares, I won’t be able to make any money, which is a small thing, but it will affect Mr.
Xie’s big plan.”
It's really better to say it than to sing it.
Xie Wendong sneered, if Zhao Chengjie really cared about his own plan, he wouldn't secretly cause trouble and disrupt his plan.
Seeing that he was smiling and silent, Zhao Chengjie rolled his eyes and hurriedly explained: "As for the advance action, Xue Wen is good at making opinions.
I have already taught him a lesson.
If Mr.
Xie doesn't relieve his anger, you can do it now."
You can kill him."
As he said that, he took out the pistol from his pocket, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Xie Wendong.
Even a fool can tell he's acting.
Without his order, no matter how courageous Yan Xuewen was, he would not dare to act privately.
Tang, Liu, and Song all snorted coldly in their hearts.
Xie Wendong looked at the pistol in front of him with a smile, and then looked at Yan Xuewen who was pretending to be panic but was actually calm.
Xie Wendong looked up and chuckled, pushed the pistol back and said: "Boss Zhao, you are too worried, I don't have it."
I mean to complain about you, since things have already happened It happened, the first thing we have to do is how to resolve the matter satisfactorily, not what kind of punishment we should impose on the brothers below."
“Mr.
He put the pistol back in place naturally, and then asked: "Mr.
Xie, do you think this will force Jiang Weitao to hand over his shares?"
Xie Wendong raised his head and thought for a while, then said: "If torture is not enough, then use the lives of his family members to threaten him."
Yan Xuewen said coldly from the side: "It's useless.
His family is now under strict control of the police.
If he wants to take action by force, he will most likely not succeed."
Xie Wendong sighed, shook his head and said: "In this case, things will be troublesome."
Zhao Chengjie asked: "Can't even Mr.
Xie come up with a suitable solution?"
I don’t really care about five-thirds of the shares.
It’s certainly the best thing to get.
Well, it doesn't matter even if he can't get it.
After all, the actions in other areas are progressing smoothly.
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He has now successfully controlled 45% of Hongtian Group's shares and is wooing some scattered shares to bring his holding to 100%.
If you are over fifty, it is basically foolproof to gain control of the Hongtian Group.
Zhao Chengjie didn't know what Xie Wendong was thinking, and when he saw what he said, he couldn't continue to ask questions.
At this time, Tang Yipeng laughed loudly and said: "Brother Zhao, we came all the way, very hard, and our stomachs are empty.
Our brains are not very good, how can you ask Mr.
Xie to think of a good idea?"
After listening to his words, Zhao Chengjie smiled, He patted himself on the head and said, "I'm so impatient."
As he said that, he raised his head to the big men on the left and right, and said, "Drag this old guy out and keep him under guard, but don't let him die."
It was the boss and the two big men who agreed and dragged the injured and dazed Jiang Weitao out of the villa like a dead dog.
After they left, Zhao Chengjie turned to Yan Xuewen and said, "You go to Skipolo Hotel and book a private room.
Today I want to have a good drink with all my brothers."
Before Yan Xuewen could reply, Liu Tiangang waved his hand and said, "Don't go to eat Western food.
It's not to your liking, and drinking is not pleasant.
Why not choose a Chinese restaurant?"
Tang Yipeng and Song Zhuo hurriedly agreed, nodding and saying: "Yes, have you eaten enough Western food, or Chinese food is the most suitable for you?
There is a good Cha restaurant on Slot Road next to Olympic Square, let's go there How about a taste?”
Seeing that the three of them insisted on eating Chinese food, Zhao Chengjie turned to look at Xie Wendong and asked with a smile: "Mr.
Xie, what do you mean?"
Xie Wendong's face was indifferent, he shrugged casually and said: "It doesn't matter where the guest goes as the host changes."
"In that case, let's go have Chinese food."
Zhao Chengjie asked, "What's the name of the Chinese restaurant you mentioned?"
"Fulong Restaurant" Tang Yipeng said.
"Oh" Zhao Chengjie nodded.
Fulong Chinese Restaurant is a Chinese restaurant that has been operating for a long time and is very famous in Amsterdam.
Zhao Chengjie has been there before.
Although the taste is not very authentic, it is compared with other Chinese restaurants.
Get up and be much stronger.
He was unsuspecting, nodded immediately, and said with a smile: "We'll go there."
There was a reason why Zhao Chengjie was not wary.
After all, Xie Wendong and others arrived in Amsterdam on the first day, and there were only a few people accompanying them.
In total, there were no more than fifteen people.
And he himself was strong in Amsterdam, so he would Keep some people in mind, not to mention that the two sides are still in an alliance.
Judging from the attitudes of Xie Wendong and others, there is no first place.
Everyone walked and chatted, getting harmonious and happy, and walked out of the villa laughing and joking.
Zhao Chengjie's car is a stretched Rolls-Royce sedan.
It is luxurious and beautiful, and its value must be at least one million.
From this, it is not difficult to see the wealth of Hongmen in the Netherlands.
Everyone got on the car one after another and headed straight towards the Olympic Square.
On the way, Xie Wendong was chatting wordlessly with Zhao Chengjie and others.
At this moment, his phone suddenly rang.
He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar caller.
He frowned slightly and answered the call.
"Mr.
Xie, do you remember me?"
A woman's hoarse voice came from the phone.
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Xie Wendong was just stunned for a moment and immediately knew the identity of the other party.
He smiled lightly and said, "It turns out to be Miss Leith."
"You have a good memory" Xie Wendong saw that Zhao Chengjie, who was in the same car, looked like him.
He smiled and said, "Miss Lai Xi, I have something to do now.
I will call you later."
The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Mr.
Xie, are you trying to prevaricate me?"
"Haha" Xie Wendong smiled lightly and said: "We have already made an agreement.
I will not I will regret it” "I hope so," the girl asked, "Then when will you call me back?"
Xie Wendong thought for a while and said, "In three hours."
"Well, I'll wait for your call.
I hope you can keep your word, otherwise bad luck will come to you."
After saying that, the girl hung up the phone.
Hey, Xie Wendong sighed in his heart.
Zhao Chengjie asked with a smile: "Mr.
Xie, someone is looking for you."
Xie Wendong said lightly: "A woman."
Seeing that Zhao Chengjie was still asking questions, he turned his head and smiled and said: "Women are always very troublesome."
Hearing this, Zhao Chengjie laughed knowingly and did not ask any more questions.
Not long after, the car arrived at the Chinese restaurant named Fulong that Tang Yipeng and Song Zhuo were talking about.
The name of this Chinese restaurant is very realistic.
Sure enough, good luck and business are booming.
The parking lot outside the restaurant is full of cars, and there is an endless stream of customers coming in and out.
When you enter, the decoration style is full of cha flavor.
There are antique screens between the dining tables, and dark brown solid wood carvings can be seen everywhere.
Today, there are many customers in the restaurant, and the waiters are busy shuttling among them.
Seeing Xie Wendong, Zhao Chengjie and others entering, a waiter in his early twenties immediately came forward to greet them.
He looked over them and saw that at least ten of them were leaving.
The waiter looked embarrassed and said with an apologetic smile: "Gentlemen, I’m really sorry, there are a lot of guests today, so there aren’t that many seats.”
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Xuewen stepped forward, held the waiter's shoulders, and said with a sneer: "There is no seat, so you have to find a way to squeeze out a seat.
We are here to eat and drink, so you'd better not find one for us."
"Unpleasant."
As he spoke, he tightened his palms and pinched the waiter's shoulder blades hard.
The waiter was in pain, his face suddenly changed, his body softened, and he stammered: "There is really no cocoa now."
While talking, the manager of the restaurant came over.
It is not easy to run a restaurant in Amsterdam.
Its managers are all people who are familiar with both black and white and are well-versed in everything.
When he saw Zhao Chengjie and Yan Xuewen, he secretly murmured, walked forward quickly, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that the brothers from Hongmen are here.
Please come in quickly."
Yan Xuewen snorted coldly and sneered: "Isn't there no room?"
The manager said with a smile on his face: "There is no place for others to come.
Hongmen brothers are willing to show their respect, so how can there be no room?"
"Haha" Yan Xuewen laughed proudly, nodded to Zhao Chengjie, and said: "Brother Zhao, please go first."
Zhao Chengjie thanked him, put his hands behind his back, and followed the manager upstairs slowly with square steps.
On the third floor of the restaurant, the manager arranged a large private room for them.
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