boyutpedia Chapter 122 Two phone calls, Mr. Han, you knelt down pretty quickly?
Chapter 122 Two phone calls, Mr. Han, you knelt down pretty quickly?
Han Jianguo slumped in the chair, his fat face jiggling violently, sweat plastering his hair to his forehead in strands.
How did he know?!
Blue Bay International!
Li Meimei!
Safe!
These words sent chills down his spine.
He did all this so perfectly that he kept it a secret even from his wife. How could this man surnamed Lin and this fishmonger possibly know?
Zhuge Ming, standing beside him, also lost his composure.
He looked at Lin Chen with suspicion, then at Han Jianguo, who was completely out of control. His Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a single word.
"You...you fucking investigated me?!"
Han Jianguo suddenly jumped up from his chair, his stomach hitting the mahogany desk.
He stared at Lin Chen with bloodshot eyes.
"You think you can control me just because you know this? Let me tell you, in the provincial capital, it's easier for me, Han Jianguo, to make you disappear than to crush an ant!"
He pressed the call button on the table.
"Hey, all of you, get the hell in here!"
The heavy solid wood door of the office was violently kicked open.
A dozen or so burly men in black suits and sunglasses rushed in.
These people are all thugs hired by Han Jianguo, and none of them have clean hands.
"President Han!"
The bald leader bowed.
Han Jianguo pointed his fat finger at Lin Chen:
"Break his legs! Crack everything he knows out of his head! And his phone, smash it! Smash it to dust!"
He has only one thought in mind right now: physical destruction.
If we can deal with this person and destroy the evidence in his hands, there is still hope for everything.
Upon hearing this, the dozen or so bodyguards in black immediately dispersed and formed a circle, approaching Lin Chen and his group.
Zhou Dazhuang's burly body stepped forward, blocking Lin Chen's path.
He didn't look at the bodyguards, but just twisted his neck, his joints cracking.
His cold eyes swept over Han Jianguo, and he said in a gruff voice, "Fatty Han, have you thought this through? If you mess with our boss, this building of yours might not be enough for us to demolish today."
The bald bodyguard paused for a moment, but continued walking forward.
Cornered, Han Jianguo roared, "Attack! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong! One million each!"
Driven by the hefty reward, the bodyguards' eyes gleamed with greed and ruthlessness.
Lin Chen, who was being protected by Zhou Dazhuang, showed no sign of panic. He didn't even lift his eyelids, but slowly took out his phone.
He unlocked the screen, tapped his finger, and dialed a number.
Then, press the speakerphone button.
The call was connected.
A calm and authoritative male voice came through the receiver: "Hello, this is Captain Zhang from the Municipal Economic Crime Investigation Division."
Han Jianguo's pupils suddenly contracted.
Economic Crime Investigation Division!
How did he get Captain Zhang's private phone number?!
Lin Chen didn't speak, but simply held up his phone, indicating to Han Jianguo that he should listen.
In the office, all the bodyguards froze, exchanging bewildered glances.
They're gangsters, but going head-to-head with the state apparatus is suicidal.
Lin Chen didn't hang up; he tapped the screen again and dialed a second number.
I put it on speakerphone.
"Feed?"
A cold, hoarse voice came from the phone.
"Ninth Brother."
Lin Chen spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this title, all the color drained from Han Jianguo's face.
Jinhai Capital, Ninth Brother!
That loan tycoon who can decide life and death with a single word in the underworld!
Ninth Brother on the other end of the phone sounded a bit impatient: "Who is it? Spit it out."
Lin Chen's tone remained calm: "I am Lin Chen. Han Jianguo wants to sell me the batch of 77B special titanium alloy that he mortgaged to you."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.
Then, Ninth Brother's cold voice rang out again, filled with murderous intent.
"Han Jianguo? You dare sell my collateral to someone else? Very well. If you dare touch a single steel plate in the warehouse before midnight tonight, I don't care who you are, I'll break both your legs. I know everything about where your wife and kids go to school and where they go shopping."
The phone hangs up.
The office was deathly quiet.
Han Jianguo's fat face trembled violently, his mouth was open, and he made a "hoarse" sound in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Just a second ago, President Han was arrogant and domineering, but his legs went weak and he knelt directly on the marble floor in front of Lin Chen.
The dozen or so bodyguards in black stood there, stunned and at a loss.
The boss has already knelt down, what's the point of them fighting?
Zhou Dazhuang watched this scene, pursed his lips, and muttered under his breath, "I thought he was so tough."
Zhuge Ming's face turned deathly pale, and he quietly took two steps back, trying to distance himself from Han Jianguo, who was kneeling on the ground.
Lin Chen put away his phone, looked down at Han Jianguo kneeling at his feet, took a document out of his pocket, and threw it in front of him.
"Mr. Han, this is the transfer agreement for that batch of titanium alloys."
Han Jianguo picked up the agreement with trembling hands.
Upon seeing the number in the transfer price column, his vision blurred and he nearly fainted.
Three million!
He only offered three million for a German special titanium alloy worth 120 million!
This isn't an acquisition, it's outright robbery!
"Mr. Lin...Mr. Lin..." Han Jianguo, tears streaming down his face, clung to Lin Chen's trouser leg. "I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please, have mercy! This price...I can't explain it to the board of directors!"
"Explain?"
Lin Chen's voice was very soft, "Do you want to explain to the board of directors, or do you want to explain to the Economic Crime Investigation Division and Brother Jiu? Choose one."
Han Jianguo trembled, knowing he had no choice.
Lin Chen pulled a pen from his suit pocket and threw it in front of Han Jianguo.
"signature."
Han Jianguo looked at the pen on the ground, then at Lin Chen's calm eyes, and gave up his last struggle.
He picked up the pen with trembling hands, signed his crooked name at the end of the agreement, and then collapsed to the ground.
Lin Chen bent down to pick up the signed contract, blew on the ink to make sure there were no problems, and then put it in his pocket.
He didn't look at Han Jianguo on the ground anymore, and turned to Zhou Dazhuang, saying:
"Dazhuang, tell our men to bring all the trucks they can drive."
"Take it away overnight, not a single steel plate or screw, don't leave it for Jianghaihui."