Chapter 184: Huo Xing's Retreat

Zhao Jianlong stared fixedly at Zhou Andong's back, his fierce eyes indescribably terrifying. As for Seeing Jian Qiu, whom he had been thinking about, he no longer had any mood to appreciate her.

Huo Xing took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking it puff by puff, silent.

Zhou Andong and Seeing Jian Qiu got into the car. After they had been gone for a long time, Zhao Jianlong said coldly: "He must die."

Huo Xing looked at the photocopies in Zhao Jianlong's hand. That was an exceptionally sharp knife hanging over their necks. When it would fall depended on Zhou Andong's mood.

"Zhou Andong dared to come, proving that he had already made arrangements. If he died here today, these photocopies would be all over the streets tomorrow, and within a few days, they would appear on the desks of the leaders of the three banks."

Zhao Jianlong said with suppressed anger: "As long as we plug the loopholes and repay the loans of the two banks, it will be fine."

Huo Xing took a drag of his cigarette, "We can, but we have already spent more than ten million, plus the advance payments to the Second Construction and building materials merchants. We don't have the money to repay the loans of two banks at the same time."

Zhao Jianlong's chest felt stuffy, and he was so angry he almost vomited blood: "How much of a gap is there? I'll go find the boss. As long as he comes forward, a few million is definitely no problem."

Huo Xing said: "The boss is at a critical period of rising. At this time, he will absolutely not intervene in this kind of matter, so as not to leave handles for his opponents. More importantly, Zhou Andong only gave us three days. Even if the boss is willing to speak, by the time the money arrives and we repay the loan, the time will not be enough at all."

"This won't work, that won't work, what should we do? At worst, I'll take the money and go abroad, and then find someone to kill him."

Zhao Jianlong had already made up his mind to kill Zhou Andong. This feeling of having a knife held to his neck was truly uncomfortable.

"Going abroad?" Huo Xing was silent for a moment: "Now the country is short of foreign exchange. Wanting to exchange through official channels is unrealistic. If you go to the black market, our money will have a big loss because the exchange rate difference between the official and black market is very large. Moreover, a large amount of more than ten million—wanting to exchange it all into foreign currency, whether it is official or black market, is not something that can be completed in a short time."

Zhao Jianlong stopped talking and didn't know what to say. He felt like he was suffocating, breathing heavily. He had plenty of ways to deal with this crisis, but Zhou Andong didn't give him time.

Huo Xing looked into the distance: "So we can only compromise and do as Zhou Andong said. After we repay the loan, we can move against him."

Zhao Jianlong clenched his fists tightly, then opened them abruptly, several times in a row, proving that the anger in his heart had reached its peak.

"You go handle it." Zhao Jianlong turned and got into the car.

Listening to the roar of the engine disappearing behind him, Huo Xing took one last drag of his cigarette, looking at the broken Lishui Village where there was no more cooking smoke, and a sense of nostalgia and unwillingness flowed in his eyes.

"As long as you give me three more years, I can build Lishui Village into Jiangzhou's city card and let Tenglong Real Estate take off completely. It's a pity that things in the world are often not as one wishes."

Huo Xing threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it hard, then turned and got into the car, and took out his brick phone, pressed a string of numbers, and soon the other party answered.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Hearing this voice, the dark clouds covering Huo Xing's heart instantly drifted away, and a trace of tenderness rarely appeared in his eyes.

"Xia Qi, it's me!"

"Huo Xing, did you come to the provincial capital?" Huo Xing's wife, Xia Qi's voice carried a trace of surprise, "I'm playing outside with the kids, I'll be back soon."

"I didn't go back to the provincial capital!" Huo Xing said softly: "Is the black bag I gave you last year still there?"

Xia Qi was a bit disappointed, her voice low: "It is!"

Huo Xing said: "Listen to me, go home and pack your things now. Take the black bag I gave you last year and go to Shanghai. After you arrange a place to stay, call me.

If I don't show up, don't wait anymore. Take the kids and go yourself. In the black bag are the green cards and passports for our family of three, and a bank card from the Korea Beneficial Bank. The money inside is enough for you and the kids to live on in the future. The password is the child's birthday.

Also, there are two keys and a note with a..."

Xia Qi asked anxiously: "Did something happen?"

Huo Xing said: "Don't ask, go home and pack your things now. Take what you can, and don't take what you can't. Maybe we will have a day to come back."

Xia Qi suddenly cried: "I won't ask, but why aren't you coming with me and the kids?"

"I still have some things to deal with. After I deal with them, I will go find you." Huo Xing was silent for a moment, "Alright, that's it."

Huo Xing hung up the phone and then sat in the car in a daze. He had always been very clear that once the things he had done were cleared, there would be no good end.

So a few years ago, he started looking for a way out for himself. Through an international underground intermediary, he got a fake identity, obtained a Korean green card, and started transferring assets. Last year, his wife and children's green cards also came down, which made his heart settle down a lot. It was just that he didn't expect it to be used so soon.

"Whoosh!" Huo Xing let out a long breath. How could he not want to go with his wife and children? It was just that the more than ten million in the company account, he also had to take away.

"Brother Long, I smelled the smell of blood. I have a premonition that even if we do as Zhou Andong said, he will absolutely not stop easily."

At this time, the rain outside had become heavy. Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the car, Huo Xing fell silent. I don't know how long it took, he took out a cigarette and lit it again.

"Brother Long, I have a wife and children to take care of, I must get off the boat. Brother, I'm sorry for you."

After speaking, he picked up the phone again and pressed a string of numbers: "Old Gun, find a scapegoat, give him one hundred thousand as a settlement fee, and arrange for him to go to the police station to surrender..."

Old Gun's voice was low and hoarse, giving people a strong sense of oppression: "I will arrange it immediately."

"Also!" Huo Xing said: "Contact the person in charge of the international intermediary, I want to talk to him."

"When?" Old Gun asked.

Huo Xing said: "Now!"

"Okay!" Old Gun hung up the phone.

Huo Xing threw the brick phone aside, looking at the heavy rain outside the car window with no focus in his eyes, letting the cigarette in his mouth burn.

"Ding-a-ling..."

More than an hour later, the phone rang suddenly. Huo Xing hurriedly picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. A strange-sounding Mandarin came from the receiver.

"Is this Mr. Huo?" ===== CHAPTER 185 =====