Fake Prodigal

Chapter 510
The uncle scratched his head, blushed and had a thick neck, and said embarrassingly: "Manager Yin's grandfather is sick, and he missed work and went to the hospital. I just help him, there is no other meaning!"

"His grandfather has been dead for more than ten years, and how can he still be sick? Your head was kicked by a donkey. You didn't tell me about such an important matter!" , Pit him to death!

"What good did Yin Gui do to you?" the thin man said angrily.

"The salary will be raised by one level at the end of the month, and the bonus will be doubled!" the uncle said weakly.

"For a bad check, you are so stupid!" The skinny man couldn't laugh or cry, and with such a stupid driver, his life is too worthless!
The uncle smiled and said nothing, did not answer the thin man's words, took out the cigarette case and threw one to the thin man, lit a cigarette himself, and puffed away comfortably.

The thin man got into the excavator, ignored the uncle, and said loudly, "Everyone, get in the car and move forward!"

The excavator opened the way ahead, and the convoy followed behind, driving indiscriminately. The helicopter was circling in the sky. Geng Chunnan was condescending, looking down at the convoy still circling, staring sharply at the middle of the circle.

It was a desolate cemetery, without any abnormality, just looking over it, it gave people the illusion of being cold and creepy, Geng Chunnan's scalp was numb, as if he had been peeped by a ferocious beast, and there was a great horror hidden in the cemetery.

"Ah Hu, aim at the wasteland in the middle of the convoy, and come for a while." Geng Chunnan pressed the button, and a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher and a box of green rockets were exposed under the seat.

"It's a good thing!" Liu Hu was elated, he picked up the bazooka and leaned out the window, pointed the infrared sight at the center of the open space, and said excitedly: "Brother, install a rocket!"

"Calm down, don't hit it wrong, it will be a lot of fun when it blows up the convoy!" Zhao Huo quickly reloaded and warned.

"Pfft!" A line of fire pierced the blue sky, and Liu Hu fell to the ground with too much recoil.

Geng Chunnan stared round his eyes, his face was so ugly that the rockets lifted the fog, and the hazy veil dissipated. There was no weeds in the open space, and there was no grass growing in his sight. The branches are shiny and the bark is purple like tortoise shell.

"Boom!" A ball of flame ignited from the top of the tree, blowing away a branch and leaf. The willow branch swayed strangely, extinguishing the burning flame. The willow branch swayed automatically without wind, leaving an afterimage.

"Thousand-year-old ghost willow!" Zhao Huo said to himself in amazement.

"Skinny man, hurry up and lead the convoy to the east!" Geng Chunnan shuddered, picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled.

"Understood!" The sound of the explosion came, and the thin man looked happy. Hearing Geng Chunnan's order, he directed the convoy to flee to the east, and the convoy began to circle again.

Geng Chunnan was terrified, picked up the walkie-talkie and said loudly: "Call the skinny man, call the skinny man." There was a busy tone in the microphone, the signal was interfered, he dropped the walkie-talkie, and said angrily: "Ah Hu, I don't believe it if I run out of rockets. Ghost willows are not afraid of bombing!"

"No problem!" Liu Hu picked up the bazooka and pulled the trigger continuously. Lines of fire flew out, and the open space was engulfed in flames.

The ground was dusty and there was a roaring sound. The convoy drove forward at full speed, then suddenly turned to the west and rushed towards the direction of the willow tree.

The overwhelming willow branches rose, passed through the smoke and dust, and entangled the convoy on the ground. Accompanied by the roar of the engine, there were exclamations one after another.

As the helicopter circled and flew, Geng Chunnan covered his face frantically, and said angrily, "The skinny man and Yin Gui are finished, let's go!"

Zhao Huo and Liu Hu looked at each other and sighed, the situation was too unexpected, no one expected that the convoy was over like this.

The helicopter flew away quickly, far away from the strange burial mound, and landed on the roof of the office building. Everyone walked out of the cabin and returned to the president's office lonely.

Geng Chunnan fell down on the boss chair, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, things were out of control, beyond expectations, land development in the western suburbs was imperative, rotten burials accounted for one-third, what the hell? do?
"Families of Yin Gui and others, you two are in charge of making things right, so there shouldn't be any problems!" Geng Chunnan said bleakly.

"Young Master Geng, don't worry, it will be settled when the money is in place!" Zhao Huo said seriously.

"The company lost a batch of mechanical vehicles and needs to replenish them," Liu Hu said.

"The finances have one billion yuan. After deducting the demolition compensation and pension, the rest is used to buy a car!" Geng Chunnan said.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and a mushroom-headed lady rushed in. She was wearing thick myopia glasses, sweating profusely, and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Hundreds of millions disappeared and were transferred away in batches!"

Geng Chunnan's face suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "Impossible, who has such a great ability to transfer a large amount of cash without making a sound, this is absolutely impossible!"

The aunt frowned, her face was serious, and she reminded: "At one o'clock in the afternoon, Manager Yin came over and threatened to pay the compensation for Liushu Village, took the check stamp, and left immediately!"

"Yin Gui!" Geng Chunnan was stunned, his brain was a little messed up, Yin Gui had clearly entered the funeral, his life and death would be unclear, and it was impossible to run back to the office!
"Sister Wang, are you sure that person is Yin Gui?" Zhao Huo asked in surprise with a strange expression.

"I know that wicked thing, even if it turns into ashes!" The aunt assured.

"Damn it! Yin Gui didn't enter the funeral, who is on the walkie-talkie?" Liu Hu yelled strangely.

"This guy didn't go in, someone pretended to be!" Geng Chunnan's face was gloomy, he slapped the table angrily, and said loudly: "Yin Gui absconded with a huge sum of money, you two immediately took people to chase him, went to the airport, station, port, and then copied him." Home."

"Okay!" Liu Hu and Zhao Huo were extremely anxious, and ran out of the office in a hurry.

"Sister Wang, report the alarm immediately!" Geng Chunnan waved his hand, with blue veins on his forehead and black lines all over his head, he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, Yin Gui was too shameless, not only was he cowardly not to enter the funeral, but he also sneaked away, which was even more shameless What's more, he didn't forget to earn a ticket while running away, emptying out the development company's money.

Sister Wang left in a hurry, and the door was kicked open again. The skinny man ran into the office in a state of disgrace, sweating profusely, fell to the ground, and said out of breath, "Master Geng, the convoy encountered a thousand-year-old ghost willow. More than a dozen people escaped, but most of them did not escape."

Geng Chunnan was dumbfounded, looked at the skinny man in amazement, and said in disbelief: "It's incredible, you escaped?"

The thin man scratched his head, and said bitterly: "I don't know, good luck!"

"Yin Gui stole the company's money and ran away secretly. You know Yin Gui best, so take someone to arrest him." Geng Chunnan said strictly.

(End of this chapter)