Chapter 57 Mr. Mountain Ghost, Spare Your Life

The door was pushed open, and a carefree young man ignored the doorman's obstruction, glanced inside, and said, "Whose is that Land Rover with the tail number 888 outside? Come out and move the car."

"I...my..." Seeing the careless young man, Qi Qi suddenly stuttered.

"Then why don't you sell batches come out quickly? Do you still want me to treat you?" The young man's tone was extremely unkind.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Qi stopped pretending and said to Zhuang's father: "Old and Zhuang, please quickly ask if you can borrow some money from Lao Chen and Lao Li and ask them to give it to you. Call me, the guy who sold the house just now, Mr. Zhao, said he wants to sell the house tonight. He can wait for me for half an hour at most..."

Lao Zhao? Wasn't it still Lao Hu just now? Does this show the truth?

"You come out too!" The young man pointed at his pretentious female companion and said, but the female companion didn't dare to say a word and followed him out with a pale face.

After a few people left, Dad Zhuang was still debating whether to borrow money or not.

Seeing Zhuang's father in a dilemma, Zhuang Buyuan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhuang's father also said to Zhuang Buyuan: "Xiaoyuan, your Uncle Li, Uncle Chen, and the others have been very nervous recently. I don't want to borrow money from them. Let's not want this farmyard today. It's not that Dad doesn't want to buy a house for you and invest in it." , Dad’s farmyard will be yours sooner or later..."

Zhuang Buyuan really wanted to learn from his mother and scold his father.

It's a pity that this is his father, so he can't scold him!

He asked his father: "Dad, don't you think anything is wrong?"

"I think there might be something wrong with that farmhouse that was sold at a low price."

Dad, it’s good to be wary, but is your wariness in the wrong direction?

What does Zhuang Buyuan have to say?

Fortunately, at this time, Zhuang's father's cell phone rang. It was Zhuang's mother calling to check on the post.

While Zhuang's father answered the phone, Zhuang Buyuan walked out of the private room.

When the young man came in just now, he didn't notice Zhuang Buyuan sitting in the corner, but Zhuang Buyuan recognized him.

It was the younger brother of Brother Wen who was responsible for collecting accounts from Jinsuo Service Company.

What can such a person do if he comes to show off? I want an account.

Zhuang Buyuan felt secretly happy. It would be best if someone helped him teach Qi Qi a lesson, but he would feel dirty if he did it himself.

In the corridor, a carefree young man leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. There were four or five people standing next to him, including Brother Wen.

Brother Wen almost put his watch on Qi's pretentious face: "Old man Qi, you told me to give me the money by eight o'clock at the latest. Look what time it is now? "

"Eight...eight o'clock..."

"Are you blind? Tell me again, what time is it?"

"Eight o'clock seven..."

"You have seen it yourself, where is my money? Where is the money you promised me?" Brother Wen asked sharply, "It's okay for people like you to be dishonest to others. How dare you be dishonest to me? Do you know You know, I hate dishonest people the most in my life!”

"I... give me another half hour, I beg you, I will give you the money right away, I will definitely give you the money..." Qi pretended to be shivering, as if he wanted to shrink into the wall. .

"What? Half an hour?" Brother Wen roared.

"No, fifteen minutes... ten minutes! Ten minutes!" Seeing Brother Wen suddenly come forward, he shrank into a ball: "Don't, don't hit me..."

"Hit you? We are a regular company and we have to pay bills in a civilized manner. I will not hit you." Brother Wen chuckled, "But what about our overtime pay? If you work overtime after eight o'clock in the evening, you will need to pay extra."

"I'll give you 120,000...no, 150,000!" Qi pretended.

"You said this yourself, I didn't force you." Brother Wen said.

"No, no, this is all of my own free will..." Qi pretended to be hurriedly said.

"Go back, I'll be waiting for you here." Brother Wen pointed out his hand and turned around to run, but unexpectedly he saw Zhuang Buyuan standing aside.

"Xiao...Xiaoyuan, hehe, these people are my friends, we met by chance. Let's go back to eat..." Qi pretended to be cool and wanted to cover up and make amends, but the expressions of Brother Wen and others around him changed.

"You...are...it's you..." Seeing Zhuang Buyuan, Brother Wen and others turned pale with fright.

I don't know who shouted: "The mountain ghost is coming! Run!"

Then several people turned around and ran away.

Seeing these guys who were so vicious and arrogant just now, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. Qi pretended to be cool and his female companion stayed there.

They knew how scary these people were. Although Brother Wen had been clamoring all day long for civil service and not to hit people, he was doing so in public.

He had actually seen Brother Wen being cruel, and he had also seen several people who had been punished by Brother Wen.

These days, we are not afraid of gangsters knowing martial arts, but we are afraid of gangsters having brains.

There is no doubt that Brother Wen is a gangster with brains. He has a hundred ways to kill trash like Mr. Qi.

"Wait! Stop!" After running out of most of the corridor, Brother Wen suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Several people stopped, still ready to escape at any time.

"I...we are in a hotel, and there are so many people coming and going here...I...we are not afraid of him!"

"Brother Wen... I... can we hit someone today?" A strong young man asked with his trembling fists.

At this time, only fists can give them a weak sense of security.

"Yes... this guy is not a human, he is a ghost! Beating him is to eliminate harm for the people, beat him!"

But several people shouted so loudly, but no one dared to come forward.

"Are you sure you want to beat me?" Faced with several extremely vicious guys, Zhuang Buyuan found that he didn't feel afraid. He didn't know whether it was because his identity as the owner of the manor gave him confidence, or because he had experienced too much recently. , but he was in the mood to laugh: "If you hit me, you won't get the money."

"What...what money?"

"This rubbish liar around you just wants to swindle my money." Zhuang Buyuan said, "But now I give you a chance to get money directly from me. Do you want it? By the way, do you accept credit cards?"

I have to say that Brother Wen's professional ethics is definitely worthy of admiration. He was obviously scared to death, but he still said tremblingly: "Yes, I can swipe the card..."

"Then come and get it." Zhuang Buyuan took out a few cards from his pocket.

As soon as the black matte-textured card came out, everyone immediately looked dazzled.

Brother Wen and his younger brother, a total of five people, were all attracted by the card.

In fact, not only them, but also Qi Qi, the waiter and security guard nearby, were all stunned.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled. Sure enough, as soon as the identity card came out, the effect was immediate and extraordinary.

But to be honest, Zhuang Buyuan's vision is so high now. He doesn't look down on these little gangsters who have to pay bills. Being a servant is a waste of points.

The only person Zhuang Buyuan liked was Brother Wen. He took the card and took the license, but who would have thought that Brother Wen did not meet the conditions of a "servant"!

This is how to do?