-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> back to 1991 Chapter 99
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- ?
It's all said and done, if Chai Jin still doesn't agree, it will be a bit uninteresting.
After a pause on the other end of the phone, he said, "Sure, time and place."
Liu Yiqian was excited on the phone, and hung up after giving an address.
After Chai Jin thought for a while, he called Cai Weiqiang again.
Cai Weiqiang patted his chest on the other end, saying that Old Liu knew how to behave.
What shouldn't be said, he certainly won't talk about it.
Mentioned Yang Wanwan again. This guy was drooling by the fish pond of his hometown in the rural areas of Guangdong Province. It seemed that as soon as Yang Wanwan was mentioned, he would feel unspeakably annoyed.
Chai Jin can understand him, but the most incomprehensible thing is the arrogance of this upstart.
When you are at a high place, his eyes are higher than the top and he can't see you.
When you are down and out, he will stand in front of you and point at you and say: Look, this is all you can do, and then he will step on your head mercilessly.
There is no limit to being crazy, and you will inevitably encounter disaster in the end.
Chai Jin didn't feel anything.
He also asked Cai Weiqiang when he would come over.
However, Cai Weiqiang said that the family's fishpond was full of fish, and he was the only son, so he would talk about it after helping out at home.
Chai Jin understood and didn't say anything.
Anyway, there is no rush about the plane
Zhang Yinglong's game has been set.
In a restaurant near the port city.
Guangzhou Province is a place with a very strong ancestral hall culture. No matter which store it is, there will basically be a statue enshrined.
Especially in this day and age, with the scorching hot climate and the sleeveless undershirts, big pants, and shorts that people in Guangdong like.
?There is another leaf fan spinning above the head, and the local slapping your lungs, throwing your mother's rough voice, has created a strong quack flavor in many restaurants.
This kind of restaurant is also often booked by people to negotiate with each other.
Chai Jin and the three of them came here in a Changhe van.
As soon as I came, I saw that there were people on both sides of the restaurant with a strong smell of gunpowder.
A few tables behind Zhang Yinglong were his people, and on the other side was a middle-aged man in a big flowered gown, sauce-ink color, with a thick necklace on his neck.
There was still a leather bag under his arm, and there were also a few tables of people sitting behind him.
After Chai Jin and the others walked in, the middle-aged man suddenly turned to look at Fang Yi behind him.
The muscles on the sinister face twitched, and he sneered: "Mr. Fang, long time no see. Are you back from a trip?"
Fang Yi didn't speak.
Chai Jin glanced back at Fang Yi, probably knowing who this middle-aged man was.
Boss Mo who hunted down Fang Yi and poured blood at the door of his company.
Keeping his composure, he looked at Zhang Yinglong sitting in front with great respect: "Master Long."
Zhang Yinglong smiled and nodded: "Xiao Chai, sit down."
Huang Mao, who had been following behind him, got up and moved a stool behind Chai Jin.
Chai Jin smiled: "Thank you."
However, just as he was about to sit down, the middle-aged man opposite suddenly said coldly: "Did I let you sit?"
Because of this sentence, the smell of gunpowder suddenly skyrocketed.
Chai Jin looked calmly at what he was about to say.
Master Long held the teacup and said, "Xiao Mo, do you really think that I, Zhang Yinglong, am old?"
The yellow hair behind them clenched their fists, ready to strike at any time.
The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became anxious.
The sound of the fan above the head was blowing, and the sound of wild dogs eating bones under the table was particularly clear.
However, Boss Mo quickly spread his hands aside, a bit like the black-bone chicken in the previous life Young and Dangerous, with arrogance and evil in his bones.
Laughing: "Master Long, you are a figure from my father's generation, who among us in the Shenzhen market doesn't know that your sword is still young?"
"Just kidding, just kidding."
Chai Jin sat down calmly, and a chill burst out of his body.
Master Long snorted coldly: "You know that I, Zhang Yinglong, am not too old to move."
"I came here today to solve the problem, not to fight."
"Of course, if you don't want to solve this problem, I, Zhang Yinglong, don't mind fighting the watermelon knife with you, so that you can see how the older generation got here."
"Go ahead and smash Xiaochai's cockpit."?, how to solve this matter? "
A dog leg behind Boss Mo couldn't help but came out and fired: "We owe us so much money, so what if we smash their company?"
With a bang, before he could finish his nonsense, a cup fell directly on his face from the other side of the round table.
rub!
All the people at the round table behind Boss Mo stood up.
Similarly, the people at the tables behind Zhang Yinglong also stood up.
Before we started talking about it, it turned out that the fuze was ignited directly because of the mouthpiece of a younger brother, and it was about to explode.
Zhang Yinglong said: "Ah Hu, how many times have I told you that you should control your temper outside, why are you being so angry?"
Just now this cup was smashed by the protector's extremely strong yellow hair.
From this look, one can tell that he is a person who can do it without beeping.
On the opposite side, Boss Mo's eyes under the glasses conveyed a fierce light.
But he got up quickly, turned his head and slapped his younger brother who had just talked about it: Master Long is our senior, no big or small, is there a place for you to speak here? "
That little boy was extremely unlucky, he got a drink, and then got a slap from his boss.
Where would you dare to say more than half a sentence, and quickly lowered your head: "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry."
"Get out!" Boss Mo was very annoyed.
The man quickly retreated to the back of the crowd, touched his nose again, and got blood on his hand.
It can be seen that the strength of the teacup just now is really not light.
Chai Jin was drinking tea quietly with a teacup in his hand, keeping his expression on.
After the two sides talked once, the two sides sat down again.
Boss Mo lit a cigar, leaned back on the back of the chair arrogantly, and replied to Chai Jin with great contempt.
"I heard that you are Fang Yi's new boss, right?"
"Since you can move Lord Long, then I will take the face of Master Long and take two million to put on this table. This matter is settled."
Fang Yimeng was stunned: "Boss Mo, I only owe you half a million yuan, you are blackmailing me!"
Boss Mo laughed out loud. Not only did he laugh, but the people at the tables behind him also laughed contemptuously.
Zhang Yinglong couldn't listen anymore, and was about to fire, but Chai Jin gently pulled him down, and then smiled, seemingly very gentle, but his words were extremely stinging: "Laugh at you, Hippie, must it be like this?" Don't you want to show your face?"
Poof!
There were quite a few tea drinkers on both sides of the scene, all spouting water from their mouths.
Then he looked at Chai Jin in extreme shock.
This buddy scolded Boss Mo?
Boss Mo was also confused at first, who would have expected this seemingly ordinary young man to call my mother directly?
Without getting angry, he pointed at Chai Jin, his tone full of oppression: "Young man, can you repeat what you just said?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page