It would have been fine if the visitor had gone directly to Uncle Gen, but his words of "bastard" scolded everyone present.
Feng Wenhui is a small businessman who pays attention to being friendly and making money without saying anything. Feng Wencheng works as a manager in the hotel engineering department and is about to be promoted again, so he is a little tempered. He snorted coldly, "Duck neck, who let you in?" ?¡±
"Do you know me?" The man in the head was dark and thin, and he really had a duck-neck look. He glanced at Feng Wencheng suspiciously and realized that he didn't know me, so he snorted coldly, "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I just Looking for Liu Laogen it's none of your business."
He is a local gangster. It is normal for him to be domineering in the countryside, but he will not intentionally offend others. He feels that what he said is quite polite.
"It's none of our business?" Zhang Zeping slapped the table hard. He was already in a state of excitement, and with his brother-in-law and Feng Jun beside him, he immediately yelled at him, "What the hell, we were drinking, and you barged in Here you godo you know what it means to break into a private house?"
Yabo glanced at him in surprise, and a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth, "Youngest Zhang? Whose crotch is torn, exposing your glutinous rice chicken?"
The small county town is really small. The duck neck is pretty good, so Feng Wencheng knew him, and Zhang Zeping was mixed with his hands all day long, so the duck neck knew him.
Duck neck also knows that Zhang Zeping loves to play and is afraid of getting into trouble, but has little responsibility, so he has the nickname "Nuomiji". He is basically a prodigal son. He has two brothers-in-law who get along well, but they are just brothers-in-law. Now he dares to explode. , he dared to fool her.
"What's the matter? Can we go out and talk to you?" Uncle Gen finally spoke up, and then looked at Feng Jun as if asking for help.
He knew that Feng Jun had a good relationship with the boy from the old Dou family. In fact, he also knew Dou Jiahui. He even knew Director Dou, but whether they were willing to buy his account was another matter - who in the small county town Don¡¯t know anyone? The key is to talk about friendship.
Feng Jun stretched out his hand and knocked on the table twice, "Uncle Gen, I haven't finished the wine yet If you have any questions, let's finish the wine."
Yabo looked at the young man in surprise. He was a member of society and had to pay attention to his abilities.
But he thought hard and couldn't remember. When did Chaoyang gain such a good man? Then, Feng Jun spoke in such an understatement, which made him feel arrogant.
What he hates most is others pretending to be in front of him.
"In short, since he didn't know who this guy was, even if he knew he might be a thunderbolt, he could only bear it - as a social person, it is said that losing people does not lose the battle.
So he laughed ferociously, "Boy, do you have to take charge of things? Do you think you are unambiguous?"
"It's not that I think I'm unambiguous, but I'm really unambiguous." Feng Jun raised his head, glanced at him, and then raised his hand to point to himself, "My name is Feng Jun. Give me an explanation within one day. You can get out now, but remember to close the door."
"FengJun?" Yabo frowned and thought about it, his face suddenly changed, "Boss Feng who wants to buy a mountain? Dou Jiahui's boss?"
"You broke into my house," Feng Jun pointed to the table with an expressionless face and spoke slowly, "I'm actually quite curious, who gave you such courage?"
Yabo was startled for a moment, then forced a smile on his face, "Okay, since it's Boss Feng in person, if you miss today, we'll talk about it later. Dou is also good to his brothers."
The reason why he gave in was not because of Dou Jiahui. He also knew Dou Jiahui and his son, and had some dealings with Director Dou - maybe the deputy director of the police station did not deal with the gangsters?
What he is really afraid of is Feng Jun's wealth.
To be honest, Chaoyang's folk customs have been very strong since ancient times. In the eyes of heroes, rich people are nothing. But now the world has changed, and rich people are the bosses. And this trend has actually spread to Quite closed Chaoyang.
However, he is just afraid, so what if he has money? You developed outside. If you were a rich man who started his business locally, you would definitely not dare to mess with him, but you are not.
So he gave in to give the other party some face, but that was all.
Feng Jun lowered his head to pick up the wine glass, and then drank it all in one gulp. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you think I can't cure you if I leave Dou Jiahui?"
Of course Yabei thinks so.
However, life is not easy these days, so it is better to be friendly and make money. He also smiled and said, "I know Boss Fengbsp; Yabo said, if you really delay like this, be careful that your son will not be found one day.
When Feng Wencheng heard this, he was surprised and said, "That kid Xiaokaican't tell. He wasn't like this when he was a child."
"He doesn't want to play so big," Uncle Gen said with a sad face, "I'm being forced to play, so I have to let him play."
Zhang Zeping nodded with deep sympathy, "Those Yabei guys are really stupid."
Uncle Gen turned his head and glanced at Feng Wenhui, "Wenhui, can you let Xiaojun help us talk about it?"
He is an old neighbor. There are adults at home. He will not discuss it with Feng Jun first. This is the rule.
Feng Wenhui was different from Feng Wencheng. He watched Xiao Kai learn to be bad step by step. Of course, this kid didn't bother in the old yard, so he sighed, "Only strong women do it, I have never heard of forcing gamblers Xiao Gen, you are still too spoiled to him."
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