Chapter 270

At the same time that the military area had just received the confession, Mr. Ding also called.

The so-called Mr. Lang, who is famous in the capital, is not the son of some big man. He's just the son of a director of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. He spends his days idle, fighting cocks and horses in various clubs in the capital.

Relying on his father's small power in the Securities Regulatory Commission, this guy can usually chat and laugh with some listed company executives. This time, I also learned about the existence of such a studio from the mouths of several listed company executives, and a company wanted to acquire it, so I moved my mind.

But this guy is not a pure fool, he also knows to inquire about Guo Tailai's background and the address of his studio in advance. In the circle he was in, someone who knew him soon told him that Guo Tailai had no background, and his biggest support was just graduating from Mizuki University, which reassured Mr. Lang for a moment.

It's just a bad college student, so what if he graduated from Mizuki University? Not to mention the soil turtles who graduated from Mizuki University and stayed in the country, what about the sea turtles who graduated from the prestigious Ivy League schools? Have a backer? Does the backer company want to go public? Do you still think about it when it's on the market?

Several listed companies that had already proposed acquisitions, after being pushed back by Zhao Xiangbei, also received a notice from Mr. Lang not to compete with him. Now that Zhao Xiangbei has agreed, it is natural that he will follow Mr. Lang's request and will not acquire Mr. T's studio.

This operation made Mr. Lang suddenly feel that he is very great. Aren't the executives of several listed companies nodding and bowing to please him? If they were to stop the acquisition, they would have to stop the acquisition, and Mr. Lang's confidence had swelled to the extreme.

Mr. Lang, who has a lot of friends, of course also knows some people who do private work. He told his younger brother, the uniformed youth, what he wanted, and he boldly bid five million on the spot, letting the uniformed youth deal with Guo Tailai.

Then the uniformed youth was very polite and only withheld two million in private, and found a friend in this private company to get Guo Tailai together. Anyway, Mr. Lang was responsible for the accident, and it was not a serious violation of law and discipline. Afterwards, as long as he said that he intercepted the interview and admitted to the wrong person, he made a little effort to compensate the little fat man for a few months' wages, and everything was settled.

Obviously, this is not the first time that Mr. Lang can be called a son so popular. Naturally, it is not only because of his father's power. He is also a so-called investor himself. He has invested in a promising company. Done in a similar way. A bunch of companies with excellent business and good financial performance gave him a steady stream of blood transfusions. Even his father praised him for his ability. This time it was just another investment in a small studio.

"Damn it, what kind of son do you dare to call such a thing?" Zhao Xiangbei was stunned on the spot when he received the news. How dare a small director's son be so arrogant? Luckily, Zhao Xiangbei thought he was going to piss off at least a certain provincial and ministerial leader this time, but he turned out to be a small director? This guy probably doesn't even know who Zhao Xiangbei is, right?

He was about to pick up a dragon-slaying knife and start killing, but he found that the one he wanted to kill was not even a chicken, at best it was a small ant. This big gap made Zhao Xiangbei so depressed that he didn't know who to scold. up.

But this little ant is nothing in Zhao Xiangbei's eyes, but when he tosses ordinary people, he is an ant at the level of Tyrannosaurus rex.

"This guy is just a small character. You have to be careful of the person who told him the address of the studio." General Sun analyzed another black hand hidden in the dark from the news he knew.

This Mr. Lang is obviously a cannon fodder introduced by others. It is estimated that he wants to test the importance of Guo Tailai in the eyes of Zhao Xiangbei and the others. If they succeed, those people will naturally have a way to get the studio. , that is damned to Mr. Lang, and has nothing to do with them.

If Zhao Xiangbei and the others didn't investigate carefully enough, they might not even know who it was. After all, shouldn't the working address of a studio be filed with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau? However, it is obvious that those people still don't know enough about Mr. T's studio in detail, and they don't know the weight of Mr. T's studio in the eyes of the military, so they think that revealing an address is irrelevant.

And now, the person who revealed the address is obviously the most irrefutable clue Zhao Xiangbei can follow to find the online. You know, even within the South Group, not many people know the details of Mr. T's studio. On the outside, there are not many people who have the right to know, and everyone must be at least at the provincial and ministerial level, which is also the level that Zhao Xiangbei misunderstood at first.

"Bring the person back first, and investigate further. I'd like to see who it is?" Zhao Xiangbei was ruthless this time, and he would not stop until he checked thoroughly.

"Of course we need to investigate." General Sun smiled and nodded beside him: "The people have already been dispatched. But, we don't have to wait for this, do we?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Xiangbei was angry now, and everyone was upset, even his old friend General Sun was no exception.

"Fatty's stuff is ready and brought here, don't you plan to take a look?" General Sun knew Zhao Xiangbei's character and didn't mind, and asked with a smile, "I don't believe you're not curious."

As soon as Fatty's new gun was mentioned, Zhao Xiangbei suddenly became interested. Anyway, the people have already been sent out, and General Sun, an old friend, will definitely help him handle it properly, so I just took this opportunity to take a good look at Guo Tailai's new gun on the spot. Speaking of the new 95 or several new pistols last time, Zhao Xiangbei didn't have the chance to appreciate them for the first time, but this time he can be regarded as catching up.

"By the way, grandson, have you ever seen a matryoshka Buddha statue?" Zhao Xiangbei chatted while the two drove to Guo Tailai.

"I've only heard of Russian dolls." General Sun gave Zhao Xiangbei an angry look: "Although I don't believe in Buddhism, I haven't heard of Buddha statues and dolls."

"Hey, I've seen it." Zhao Xiangbei suddenly felt a sense of superiority: "Why are you getting more and more rustic in the army? You have never heard of such an interesting thing. Do you want me to give it to you?" Are you literate?"

"Really? What kind?" General Sun was stunned, and immediately asked Zhao Xiangbei.

"Here, let me open your eyes and know that there are so many wonders in this vast world." Zhao Xiangbei took out a photo from the bag beside him, and handed it to General Sun: "Don't think that people say it, you still have a face Like an old hat."

General Sun took the photo and immediately saw the photo of the strange matryoshka Buddha statue. Immediately amazed.