The Era of Hard Work

  Chapter 130 The Golden Cicada Escapes the Shell (For Subscription)

  The wedding went very smoothly. The bride and groom toasted at the table, and soon came to Lu Dong's table.

  In this era, in Qingzhao County, a toast is really a toast. The bride is better, and Qian Rui is a little swaying.

   "Thank you for your appreciation!" Qian Rui's head was still very clear: "You must eat and drink well!"

   Lu Dong, Qian Rui and Zhao Juanjuan clink glasses one by one, and sincerely send their blessings: "I wish Sister Juan and President Qian grow old together!"

   Zhao Juanjuan, wearing a red cheongsam, finished drinking the wine with a smile: "Thank you."

The restaurant doesn't have seats at home, no one will rely on it to drink. When the newcomers finish their toasts, the guests who leave first can leave the table. There are several stalls in the university town, and Song Na is alone watching. Lu Dong and others plan to go back early. .

   "Brother Zhao, you continue." Lu Dong greeted Director Zhao: "We're leaving."

   Director Zhao nodded, did not speak, and kept staring at President Wang.

   There are still two subordinates in this venue, and they can call someone at any time, so don’t worry too much.

  Similar things are very difficult to do. You can only do it quietly. If you do it too much, it may affect the investment enthusiasm of commercial companies.

  Before leaving the banquet hall, Zhao Juanjuan came over specially and said to the five Lu Dong, "Today is too busy, the reception is not good, next time we will meet alone."

   Jiao Shougui seemed to come out of the shadows and said, "There are so many people to say hello, so hurry up."

   Zhao Juanjuan nodded slightly, and said to Lu Dong, "Thank you for reminding me, it will be troublesome if you don't have money."

   Lu Dong smiled and said, "Sister Juan, it's just a gossip, don't worry about it. Besides, President Qian also thanked me."

   Zhao Juanjuan understood the meaning of this, and said, "That Mr. Wang is also thick-skinned. Lao Qian and I didn't invite him, so he came by himself. If he came, he was a guest, so we had to say hello."

   Lu Dong was a little strange: "You came here by yourself?"

   "It's not." Zhao Juanjuan is also happy: "Don't look at the old money and run out to hide, in the project, you have a conscience, and you are not in a hurry to pay the workers, and you will not sell the top account room cheaply."

   Lu Dong saw that someone came out again and said, "You are busy first."

   A group of five left the banquet hall hotel and walked towards the carport.

  In the banquet hall, the two found Director Zhao's side, and Director Zhao asked, "What's the situation?"

  "No" One of them shook his head: "It seems that he is here for a wedding drink."

   Director Zhao took a look: "I hope you don't give us any problems."

  Suddenly, a few people came over, and the leader greeted with a smile: "Mr. Zhao! It's not easy, we have to have a drink."

   Director Zhao looked at him and wondered, "You are..."

   The man in the lead pulled out the chair and sat down, looking for a glass to pour wine: "I, Wang Yexin from Lide Company, don't remember? We had dinner together last year."

   Director Zhao looked at it for a while, but I really don’t remember.

   That man poured him a glass of wine, Director Zhao was not stupid, he reacted immediately and went to see Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang was gone!

   Director Zhao stood up and wanted to leave. The group of people blocked the three of them and insisted on having a drink!

These people are not too hot. They don't do anything other than drink and drink. After the clerk Zhao gave a stern warning, he took the two to get out and hurried to the door of the banquet hall to see that the Mercedes-Benz was still parked in the yard. After a sigh of relief, I saw the Mercedes-Benz started, and it was backed up to leave.

   Director Zhao was anxious: "Quick!"

The   3 people ignored them, went out to Santana, and chased after them.

   Mr. Zhao sat in the co-pilot and stared at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him. The Mercedes-Benz did not run away as expected, but slowly turned to the road of the university town in the west, and drove forward unhurriedly.

  In the carport, Jiao Shougui and Lao Liu wore simple clothes, wearing winter clothes and hats on their heads, and they left first on a motorcycle.

   Lu Dong and Qiao Weiguo wore military coats and helmets.

   Jiao Sanhei looked at the Mustang 100 next door and said, "When can I buy a car like this?" I don't know if he was talking to himself, or if he told Lu Dong and Qiao Weiguo, "It's easier to find a partner if you have a mount."

  Lu Dong glanced at the banquet hall: "You observed very carefully."

Who knows, Jiao Sanhei is not on the same channel as him: "I've watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" over the past two days, and tasted it carefully. Why did Huang Rong have a good impression of Guo Jing when he first met him? , is clearly a rich man, he is sweaty, he is fur, and he is gold..."

  Lu Dong was speechless for a moment. Thinking about the plot of shooting the vulture, what Jiao Sanhei said seemed to make sense?

  This is a martial arts novel, and I can see the Tao.

  Qiao Weiguo suddenly interjected: "Guo Jing is a generous person, giving things to little beggars at will."

  The sound of footsteps behind him, Lu Dong turned his head and saw a man wearing a thick leather jacket and helmet coming over.

   Also, when the man looked up to find the motorcycle, his thick neck was exposed under the helmet.

   This body type is very similar to that Mr. Wang! Lu Dong had such an idea subconsciously.

  The man in leather walked to the Mustang 100 motorcycle, took out the key to unlock it, and pushed out the car to start a fire.

   Lu Dong frowned slightly. When he came, he saw a person riding this motorcycle coming in. He was clearly tall and thin.

  The helmet hasn't changed, and the leather jacket doesn't seem to have changed. Why did he become a big fat man with a medium stature?

   Wrong! Lu Dong remembered the thought that flashed just now, this is Mr. Wang who is staring at Mr. Zhao? Why didn't he take a Benz? Riding a motorcycle instead?

  Lu Dong turned to look, the Mercedes-Benz was gone!

   Take a closer look at the leather man on the motorcycle, Lu Dong is 200% sure that this is Mr. Wang! The body is so recognizable!

   The Mustang 100 motorcycle caught fire and walked towards the gate.

  This old boy is going to run away?

Lu Dong thought for a while, stared at the Mustang motorcycle, and when he saw the turn towards the south, he said, "Wei Guo, go to Brother Zhao and tell him that Mr. Wang is going to run on a motorcycle. I will follow! I will follow to the south! Call him without Brother Zhao!"

   He reported a string of mobile phone numbers, covered himself tightly with his military coat and helmet, and followed him with fire.

  No matter what he does, Lu Dong must first ensure his own safety.

   Mr. Wang with a big head and a thick neck, no matter what the capital chain is, he is the boss of a development company, and Lu Dong doesn't want to show his face in front of people.

  Qiao Weiguo hurried back to the banquet hall to find someone, but he didn't see Director Zhao, so he simply borrowed a mobile phone from Zhao Juanjuan and found a corner to make a call.

   Lu Dong went out of the county guest house and headed south, following the Yema motorcycle in the distance. The county town was not very big.

   As soon as we left the county town, the snow was temporarily unswept, and the road was not easy to go, and the speed of the Mustang motorcycle immediately slowed down.

   There were also fewer cars on the road, and it was not an option for Lu Dong to follow him. Looking back, no one was chasing him.

   As a last resort, he didn't want to run in front of people.

   This size is also the boss of a development company.

   There was a Jialing car coming towards him, and the people on it were wearing helmets and military coats. At first glance, they looked like Lu Dong himself.

   This dress is too common in Qingzhao rural areas.

   Lu Dong shook his head, he was fully armed and his helmet was fully covered, so don't worry too much.

   There is a long downhill road ahead. It is not very steep, but it is very long. The whiteness above is full of snow. Lu Dong slowed down in advance.

   Even if the bicycle is running at a slow speed and the clothes are thick, it will not fall well if it falls on such a day.

   The motorcycle is pressed on the leg, and maybe there is a crisp sound.

  The Mustang motorcycle also slowed down. Maybe the man in the leather jacket was in a hurry and didn't drop too much, so he took the lead down the slope.

   Soon, Lu Dong followed.

   Downhill, the Jialing motorcycle is small and can reach the ground as soon as his feet are stretched out. Lu Dong has been riding the Jialing bicycle every day for half a year.

  The Mustang 100 is large and heavy. People who ride on the car may be good at riding motorcycles when they are young, but they have been rusty for so many years in the company.

  The man in the leather jacket came down the hill and realized that it was not good. He also knew that he couldn't brake suddenly in the snow and ice. He lightly braked the foot, and the handlebar steered slightly in an instant.

   He tried hard to control, but he was pampered for many years, and he was no longer the body he used to ride a motorcycle.

   The downhill road is very slippery. The Mustang motorcycle is heavy and has great inertia. When the leather man's handlebars are moved, the motorcycle will slip, and it will fall down.

  The man in leather wanted to stretch his foot to hold the bike, but the weight of the vehicle was low, so not only did it not work, but because the center of gravity moved quickly, the motorcycle completely lost control.

   squeak——

   Even with people and the car, the man in the leather jacket slammed into the snow and slid down for a while until he stopped when he hit the curb.

   Lu Dong passed three or four meters away from the fallen motorcycle, and quickly took a look. The man in leather fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but the motorcycle was pressing on his legs, and he couldn't move at all.

   This person overestimates his motorcycle skills.

   On the downhill road covered with ice and snow, Lu Dong didn't dare to brake suddenly, he could only slow down a little bit, and then go down more than 30 meters before he stopped the car safely.

   Lu Dong got off the Jialing car and looked back. The man in the leather jacket hadn't gotten up yet, and he seemed to be shouting something at his side. He was blocked by a helmet, so he couldn't hear it at all.

  The man in the leather jacket took off his helmet and shouted, "Help me!"

   He endured the pain, but his heart was about to collapse. Two kilometers ahead, there was a car waiting for him.

   Blame God!

   After all, I am still worried about the large number of people and the big goals.

   "Help me!" The man in leather called again, "I'll give you money!"

   Lu Dong didn't want to show his face, so he was unmoved and could see clearly, as he confirmed, it was President Wang!

   How big is the problem with this capital chain, how to play Escape the Golden Cicada in this way in the winter?

  Some of the things he had heard flashed through his mind. Because of the convention and exhibition center project, the county contacted the bank to help him apply for a low-interest loan to build the convention and exhibition center, but Mr. Wang misappropriated the money...

   How much is this loan? How much does it cost to build a medium-sized convention center?

   Lu Dong can understand that if he has enough money, but he doesn’t want to struggle, he runs away to have fun. It is estimated that it will be the choice of many people.

   As for what to do with the workers and the contractors who have been tricked by him, they will not be considered by people like Mr. Wang.

  For example, Qian Rui, Mr. Wang had tricked Qian Rui into investing money and paying a deposit a while ago.

   There should be more than Qian Rui.

   A Santana came from the north and stopped at the edge of the downhill. After the door was opened, Mr. Zhao, who got off the co-pilot, glanced at the person who fell on the ground in front of him, and hurriedly greeted the two men and rushed over.

   "Run! Let you run!" Director Zhao gritted his teeth: "I won't kill you!"

  Lü Dong turned his head, got on his motorcycle, and continued to walk forward. At the intersection not far away, there seemed to be an Audi parked waiting for someone. Instead of doing his business, he went straight back to the university town on another road.

   (end of this chapter)