The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1985 Difficult to handle? If it's difficult, then don't do it!

Chapter 1985 Difficult to handle? If it's difficult, then don't do it!
Under a clear sky, inside a five-star hotel,
In the conference room, Zhao Dongran was shaking Zhang Cheng's hand and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang. Without you, our work would likely have encountered many problems!"

Faced with Zhao Dongran's gratitude, Zhang Cheng quickly replied, "This is what I should do. After all, if you hadn't discovered the problem, I wouldn't have known that such things happened within the group! You've really helped me a lot!"

When Zhang Cheng spoke to Zhao Dongran, he knew that if it were recorded in the official documents in the future, he would be in real trouble!

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Cheng noticed Pan Sheng.
At this moment, Pan Sheng was no longer as timid as he had been when they first met; it was as if he had regained his spirit.
Looking at the other person's expression, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Well, have you thought it through? Do you want to come and help me?"

"I?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Pan Sheng seemed to still be somewhat hesitant.
Looking at Pan Sheng, Zhang Cheng didn't say much, but patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go back and get some rest. I'll save you a position in the technology department of Far East Group!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a serious expression, Pan Sheng said, "Thank you, Chairman Zhang, I will think it over carefully!"

"it is good!"

Nodding to Pan Sheng, Zhang Cheng turned and walked outside, as he had other matters to attend to that day.
However, although Zhang Cheng said that, he didn't tell Pan Sheng that the so-called Ministry of Science and Technology was just an empty shell!

After all, if you ask South Asians to do kidnapping, extortion, or smuggling, they can do it very well. But if you ask them to do technology or build websites, Zhang Cheng can only say, you might as well go sell coconuts on the roadside!

Looking at the talent pool under his command, Zhang Cheng realized that his group was somewhat unbalanced in its specialties.
After all, having maximum military strength but lacking a corresponding technological industry is a real headache!

Mr. Pan: You call gambling a technology industry?

Zhang Cheng: Does it need an internet connection? I'm just asking you, does this need an internet connection?
Arriving at a restaurant in a van, Zhang Cheng led Jinbao and Mian Zhenghe into a private room.

But when he came in, there were already quite a few people sitting inside.

Looking at these people's faces, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Gentlemen, what brings you here?"

"Chairman Zhang, we're all here to do business. Isn't your Far East Group being a bit too domineering?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with obvious annoyance, one of the men couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

After all, Zhang Cheng has been in Bangkok recently, demanding people everywhere, and he's not even offering compensation. Who can tolerate that?
However, because Zhang Cheng's fists were strong enough, they dared not say anything.
But now that everyone has decided to unite, why should we be afraid of Zhang Cheng?
You have guns, but so do we! It's just that in terms of sheer size, we can't compare to the Far East Group!
"Yes, Chairman Zhang, things are getting really difficult for us to do business with you doing this!"

"A few people is fine, but you've asked for a dozen or twenty. How are we supposed to do business with you?!"

"That's right, Chairman Zhang, if you hand Lu Bingkun over, aren't you cutting off everyone's way out?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the people at the table began to discuss among themselves.
Hearing their conversation, Zhang Cheng remained silent, looking at everyone with a mocking expression.

Upon noticing Zhang Cheng speaking, a man stopped everyone, saying, "Chairman Zhang, you at least have to give us an explanation, right?"

"Explanation? What explanation do you want?"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng's smile widened. He took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and said, "We're all out here on the run, aren't we? Who the hell am I supposed to explain this to? Huh!"

Pointing at the people in front of him, Zhang Cheng said disdainfully, "Pakun used the name of the Far East Group to bring people here. You lot must have sucked your blood, right? And what was the result? I was the one who stood in front of you to protect you."

"Oh!"

Slamming his fist on the table, Zhang Cheng roared, "Don't you dare think I'm a pushover! The fact that I was able to snatch this group from Hongtai proves that I can handle anyone who raises a question!"

"call!"

With a thick cloud of smoke billowing from his cigar, Zhang Cheng sneered, "You're a lunatic! You expect me to give you an explanation?"

"Chairman Zhang, are you saying that you don't respect everyone?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the person sitting opposite him became serious. "Yes! He's not giving us any face at all!"

"You bastard, yelling at us won't do you any good. We've all lost so much money and people, your Far East Group must take responsibility!"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng and roaring, one of them couldn't help but howl.
Upon hearing the keyword, Zhang Cheng immediately grabbed the ashtray from the table and smashed it.

"Oh!"

The ashtray hit the man's head, causing him to bleed profusely and scream in agony.

"Zhang Cheng, what are you doing? Is this how you do things? You're making things very difficult for everyone!"

He yelled angrily at Zhang Cheng, and the others also began to criticize him.

Seeing the menacing expressions on the faces of the group, Zhang Cheng stood up, flipped the table over, and said, "Difficult to handle? If it's difficult, then don't handle it!"

"Crash!"

As the food from the table spilled all over the floor, everyone quickly scattered.

But the next second, Zhang Cheng grabbed a chair from behind him and rushed forward, smashing it against the man who called him "Damn it."

"You idiot, huh? You coward, huh?"

Zhang Cheng roared as he swung the chair around and smashed it repeatedly, "Did I get to where I am in Bangkok because of you guys? Huh! You're talking to me about rules? Don't you know that my rules are the only rules?"

Just as Zhang Cheng had beaten the man to the point of near death, his fierce gaze swept over everyone and he said, "I'm telling you, starting tomorrow, hand over your people to me. Don't let me get any more calls from home, or I'll kill you bunch of bastards, damn it!"

Grasping the shattered chair leg, Zhang Cheng pierced the man's chest and spun him violently, saying, "Remember, call me handsome!"

Everyone present gasped as they stared at the ruthless Zhang Cheng.

They weren't inexperienced in bloodshed; after all, anyone who could "run" around here was a hypocrite.
But Zhang Cheng acted without warning, which startled them; after all, not everyone is crazy.

But Zhang Cheng in front of me is! He's insane, and he'll kill you at the drop of a hat!
"Damn it! Threatening me? If I don't see you all tomorrow, I'll kill you all!"

Zhang Cheng gave the crowd a disdainful look, then straightened his suit and swaggered out.

Looking at the people inside, Mian Zhenghe, standing beside him, said, "Should we just make a move?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why would we keep them to use as firecrackers during the New Year?"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Mian Zhenghe, his eyes gradually darkened.

Interests can never be threatened by ruthlessness!
So he assured them that this group was trying to get rid of him, but unfortunately, Zhang Cheng was even more ruthless than them!

After taking out the phone and arranging everything, Zhang Cheng patted Mian Zhenghe on the shoulder and said, "Take care of them! I'm going to squeeze every last drop of oil out of their bones!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Mian Zhenghe nodded, understanding what he meant.
Recently, Mian Zhenghe has been troubled by the lack of "talent". But now, someone has come to him, so how could he not be happy?

"Drip drip!"

The phone rang urgently. Zhang Cheng picked it up and said, "Xiao Ding, okay, I understand. I'll take care of it soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng frowned and said, "Is this woman crazy? She's already out, why doesn't she go back?"

Despite saying that, Zhang Cheng still decided to go and see for himself to find out what she was up to!
(End of this chapter)

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