The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 932
Chu Yao's expression suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning.

Nan Jiaojiao felt that the words were wrong, but she spoke too fast, and there was no way to take it back.

"What's the matter? She didn't invite you?"

Chu Yao's face became even uglier.

Nan Jiaojiao said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I accidentally provoked your already unreliable plastic relationship."

"..."

"Where's the squeak? Are there rats in your RV?"

"There is your sister!"

Chu Yao wished he could put that bowl of boiled broccoli on Nan Jiaojiao's head, just to get angry with her, right?

Can't hear the sound of her gnashing of teeth?

She was so angry that she called Lu Zhenzhen on the phone and questioned her aggressively, but she was scolded by Lu Zhenzhen instead.

After thinking about it, Chu Yao felt that something was wrong, so she called her manager, Sister Mi, and found out after asking, that Lu Zhenzhen had called her a lot, but she had a problem, she didn't turn on the phone when she was filming, and Miss Lu came over one by one. All she heard was that the phone was turned off. How could she have such patience with others, she refused to answer calls, and did not reply to text messages, and finally contacted Sister Mi.

It's like contacting a business partner.

Chu Yao immediately clicked on WeChat, and there was a message from Lu Zhenzhen, but she never clicked on it, and was pushed to the bottom.

Chu Yao wiped off his sweat, and quickly called Lu Zhenzhen. After two rings, he hung up immediately.

Nan Jiaojiao shook her chopsticks and gloated and sang: "Oh, the boat of friendship capsizes."

"..."

Shen Shichu is over.

All the savings were put into the new shopping mall, and he waited to make a profit to fill in the shortfalls of his other companies.

It's not that his personal ability is not enough, but that many relatives have been placed in the company by his parents, each of them smells like corpses, and when Shen Shichu realizes it, the deficit caused is enough to make him in debt for several lifetimes.

Now his mall is sandwiched between a funeral home and an abandoned horse farm, and stretches of streets are ghost towns.

He borrowed money everywhere, and he was deeply in debt. He didn't even have any money to deal with reporters. Every day he turned on the phone, he was full of debt collection calls. There were either creditors or reporters at the door of his house.

Shen Shichu walked quietly from the wine cellar, went to Bo's Building in disgrace, and was stopped by the front desk.

Even if he brought out the identity of Bo Yanqing's nephew, it wouldn't work.

It was Han Chuan who happened to come to the first floor, saw him, asked Bo Yanqing for instructions, and brought him up.

"Uncle Three."

As soon as he entered the office, Shen Shichu knelt down, "I'm really desperate, please help me."

Bo Yanqing sat behind the desk and looked at him coldly, "How do you want me to save you?"

Shen Shichu was in a daze, let him say it, but he couldn't speak anymore, his whole body was dejected and his face was confused.

"Either, third uncle, you can buy the funeral home. As long as you are willing to rectify it and restore it to the previous hotel, you will come forward to stimulate the economy. In the future, your hotel and my shopping mall will definitely make this area prosperous. got up."

"That's right, there's more!"

Shen Shichu raised his body, knelt and took two steps forward, "Also, Miss Lu's racecourse, the land used to be expensive, and it was Miss Lu who speculated it. Her racecourse has driven the hotel's profits. Can you let it go?" Is Miss Lu coming back?"

Bo Yanqing frowned subconsciously, the more he heard the back, a self-deprecating sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes became more indifferent and deep, seeing Shen Shichu's wishful thinking with his own eyes, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)