Chapter 838 Jumping Off the Building

Chapter 838 Jump off building show

It wasn't until he entered the Lido Hotel that Zhao Jianhui realized why he saw people coming in and out of the revolving glass door.

"Hello sir, our store is temporarily closed due to internal rectification. I'm really sorry..." The pretty little girl at the front desk kept hunching over and repeating this sentence, and the customers who entered had to turn around and go back.

Zhao Jianhui asked in a bit of surprise: "Internal rectification? Why, I'm here to find someone, where is Huo Jiaxin?"

The girl at the front desk straightened up, glanced at him, and said with a professional smile: "I'm sorry, our general manager is not here." Zhao Jianhui asked: "Where has she gone?"

"Ah, it turns out it's you, you... aren't you Miss Huo's friend?" It was only then that the beautiful front desk girl seemed to recognize Zhao Jianhui: "Don't you know, the Lido Hotel has been The person bought it and Miss Huo left. If it weren't for the difficulty of finding a job, we wouldn't be waiting here..."

"Oh, that's it. Don't worry. After the new company takes over, you will still be an employee of Lido. If you don't want to be the front desk, tell the new manager what position you want to be in. In addition to the general manager, I promise they will fulfill your request..."

"Really? I want to be the lobby manager, is that possible?" the girl at the front desk asked in confusion.

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "Well, you are already the lobby manager now. Before the new general manager comes, you will be responsible for things here."

"You... don't lie to me. Does your word count?" The girl at the front desk rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked at Zhao Jianhui carefully.

"It definitely counts. When the time comes, you just say yes...my name is Zhao Jianhui, and you just say it was Zhao Jianhui who said it." Zhao Jianhui turned around silently as he spoke. Why can't this Huo Jiaxin remain calm at all? Why are you running so fast? Will I not be able to do what I promised you?

After walking out of the hotel door, Zhao Jianhui took out his mobile phone and dialed Huo Jiaxin's number. After two beeps of Didi, the phone automatically hung up... When he dialed again, it was still the busy signal of Didi... What's going on?

In fact, Zhao Jianhui didn't know at all. At this moment, in a car not far from the store entrance, behind the dark blue car glass, two pairs of eyes with complex expressions were looking at him. In the front row, sat Fang Liwei, and in the back row, sat Huo Jiaxin, who was full of tears. In her hand, her white fingers tightly grasped a mobile phone with the battery removed.

Huo Jiaxin sobbed softly, her shoulders shaking constantly.

Fang Liwei looked at Zhao Jianhui standing at the door of the hotel making a phone call, turned his head, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you really don't answer his call? I'm 100% sure that the person he is calling now is your……"

"Weiwei, please stop talking. I won't answer his call. Even if I answer it, what's the point? You don't know, he doesn't just have one woman around him, but there are already a group of women. Women. Ye Qiuyu, Dongfang Wenjing, Pan Feifei, Zhao Xiao Ting, there are four in Hong Kong now, and it is said that there are many more in China. At that time, my scalp was numb when I heard it. I couldn't believe my ears. Business women like Dongfang Wenjing and Zhao Xiaoting were all together with him. , what’s the point of me staying?”

"But, why don't you think about it the other way around? As you said, none of the women around him, except for Pan Feifei, is famous? But these people can actually coexist peacefully together. These people Are they all crazy? Why are they willing to follow this man? It seems that this man is not only an official, but also has excellent skills in winning over women. Such a man is not Is it easy to find?" Fang Liwei persuaded.

Huo Jiaxin sobbed and shook her head, and looked out the window again: "Weiwei, please stop talking. Those women are those women. I will not follow a man as a vassal. What I have already decided is not It will change, let’s go..."

As she was talking, Fang Liwei's phone suddenly rang.

Fang Liwei took the phone and looked at it, then held it up to Huo Jiaxin: "He called, do you think I should answer it or not?" Huo Jiaxin grabbed Fang Liwei's phone and held the battery of Fang Liwei's phone with trembling hands: "Don't answer it. ...Don't answer, I don't want to hear his voice..."

Fang Liwei couldn't help but look at the pale Huo Jiaxin, and sighed slightly in her heart. It seemed that she was really a fan of the authorities. If you don't have him in your heart, why are you so nervous? If you don't have him in your heart, why don't you go directly to the airport after packing your luggage and wait here to see him?

What kind of charm does this man have? With so many women around him, would Huo Jiaxin still feel sad for him? You know, without this man in her heart, a woman will not be sad for any irrelevant man.

While thinking about it, Fang Liwei's eyes became wet without knowing that the string touched her heart. However, a strong desire to fully understand this man grew uncontrollably in her heart.

Fang Liwei didn't even answer the phone. When she called again, the same situation as Huo Jiaxin's phone happened. There was only Didi's busy signal but no prompt. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but put away the phone with a wry smile, shook his head, and grabbed a taxi.

It was obvious that both women were avoiding him and deliberately not answering his calls.

Watching the taxi disappear into the traffic, Fang Liwei looked at Huo Jiaxin, who had tears streaming down her face. She waved her hand and said, "Let's go, Uncle Xiang, to the airport..."

The driver agreed and the car slowly slid...

Zhao Jianhui returned to Yurun Xinghui a little gloomily. He was still far away when he saw hundreds of people gathered at the door of the hotel under the flashing neon lights. Zhao Jianhui wondered what was going on. Could it be that the Japanese devils were causing trouble again?

After getting out of the taxi, he took a closer look and found that these people were all stretching their necks to look upstairs. Zhao Jianhui thought to himself, what are they looking at? Could it be that pie in the sky is really falling? It won't just fall in Yurunxinghui, right?

He looked past the neon signs upstairs, and then he saw a dancing black figure standing above an open window on the eighth or ninth floor.

"Hey, what's going on?" Zhao Jianhui touched the person standing in front of him with his hand. The man turned back and said disdainfully: "Who knows, I heard that that man is some kind of chairman of the Xu Group. He lost everything in the stock market and jumped here."

"Then why doesn't he jump? What are you shouting up there?" With the lights changing, Zhao Jianhui couldn't see clearly what the man looked like, but since he was the chairman of the Xu Group, it should be Xu Shaozhong? Damn it, if you really want to die, no one can die in that corner. Why do you want to go to Yurun Xinghui? This is not because I really want to die, this is because I am deliberately trying to disgust people.

Zhao Jianhui pushed forward further and saw that the isolation rope had been pulled up in front of him. Emergency rescue workers were holding up air mattresses inside, and psychologists were talking to people upstairs with loudspeakers, calling on those who wanted to jump off the building. You can come down and talk about anything.

"Mr. Huo, you are also a celebrity in Hong Kong. What can't you think about in the business world? If you make a profit in business, you will lose it, and if you make a loss, you will still make more money. There is a saying on the gambling table, which is 'the dice keeps rolling, and the outcome is uncertain.' But Once you lose your life, you are destined to be a loser for the rest of your life. As long as you take a step back, maybe everything will be rewritten..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you know? Do you think this is a small gamble of one cent or two cents? In one and a half days, only one and a half days, the hard work of several generations of our Huo family has turned into a pile of paper Who can get back hundreds of billions in his lifetime? It’s all Junxian’s incompetence that has brought trouble to his family, so what’s the point of my life..."

Didn't it say that the guy above who was about to jump off the building was Xu Shaozhong? Why did he become Huo Jiaxin’s father Huo Junxian again?

Just when he was wondering, he saw another person crawling out of the window. The person stretched out his hand and shook it, then threw down a pile of flyer-like pieces of paper, and then shouted loudly: "I am Li Zhaowei of the Li family and four major Hong Kong families were siphoned off by financial giants in two days. It was all caused by this hotel colluding with outsiders. We strongly request the Hong Kong government to implement property preservation of our company and launch an anti-malicious merger investigation. We swear we will never hand over the company..."

Only then did Zhao Jianhui realize that it turned out that this was a jumping off building show staged by the three families. Their purpose was to force the government to protect their property and to discredit Rongguang International and Yurun Xinghui. Mom, you have reached this point and are still thinking about harming others. It is true that a dog cannot change and will die without repentance.

While thinking about it, Zhao Jianhui walked through the warning rope and walked into the hotel. A uniformed policeman came to stop him. Zhao Jianhui glared: "That's my home. Someone jumped off the building in my home. Can't I just go home?"

"Sir, it's very dangerous ahead. People above may jump down at any time..." The policeman still stopped him and said. Zhao Jianhui snorted and smiled: "Don't worry, I can guarantee that they will only show off and make noise, and will never jump down."

"Sir...Sir, you can't go there..." The policeman saw Zhao Jianhui walking forward and kept shouting behind him. Suddenly, he heard Zhao Jianhui shouting: "Charlie Huang, tell your people to get away..." …”

The policeman following Zhao Jianhui raised his head in shock and saw that Superintendent Huang standing in front of him had trotted up to the young man in front of him. He first saluted with a slap, and then lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile. : "Mr. Zhao, you are here..."

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