Murray looked at everything on the scene. I have scolded my mother eight hundred times in my heart. Why is this Pan Xiaoqiang so powerful? A friend actually came up with 2 billion to save people. Don't talk about fooling these guys into withdrawing their stocks today. Even if we call two or three times more people to come over. I probably can't take him down either.
Thought of this. He took Lao Mo away from Panshi Antiques. Staying any longer will just make people a laughing stock.
Those who did not sell Pan Xiaoqiang¡¯s stock stared at the red color inside the counter with red eyes. Smash it, smash it. Then he couldn't stop laughing.
Hahaha. Life is a gamble. As long as you win the bet, there is no reason not to be ecstatic. Even Wu Bao was stroking his beard. He couldn't help but smile: "Haha. How much money can an old man like me make from these stocks?"
"That's great. I made the right bet this time. If you follow Brother Xiaoqiang, you will have something to eat." said a fat man who bought a lot of stocks.
"That's it. What did I say? Panjiayuan has produced a genius like Pan Xiaoqiang in so many years. God doesn't want to see him die young."
"Haha. We are happy. But some people are going to cry. And they are crying."
This group of people who did not sell their stocks looked at the guys in front of them who had sold their stocks. One by one, they held their mouths shut. It makes them feel so comfortable after seeing it.
Immediately, a few shameless people squatted in front of Pan Xiaoqiang and said: "Brother Xiaoqiang, we are also looking for money. Just now we got crazy and threw the stocks out. Now I will take it back. Okay."
"Me too. Really. If that foreigner hadn't encouraged me just now, I definitely wouldn't have lost my stocks."
Then a dozen more people gathered around. One after another they want their stocks back.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Pan Xiaoqiang's mouth: "Humph. Let's do it. Don't you want stocks? Yes. Who can cut off his own head and then put it on? Then you can take the stocks. Walk."
"If the head is cut off, the person will die." An old man among a dozen people glared at Pan Xiaoqiang: "What you said is a bit excessive. We are also complimenting you with good intentions. You still don't understand."
"Pleasing me. Hum. Sorry. Didn't see it. And I, Pan Xiaoqiang, have always only made friends with real brothers who help me in times of need. I don't call them friends who are the icing on the cake. I also said it when I asked for the last time. Anyone who sells stocks will He's my enemy. Don't blame me for being dirty if you meet him." Pan Xiaoqiang pointed directly to the door. He shouted loudly: "Get out."
The old man was unwilling. But looking at the ferocious Pan Xiaoqiang and the fierce-looking Scar. He has no intention of staying here now. He walked out tremblingly.
The rest of those who wanted to get their stocks back thought that they might not be able to defeat Pan Xiaoqiang. And even if he can compare with the four palm eyes based on his strength. It's simply not possible. So now they can only get out with their tails between their legs.
"Good brother. You are finally here."
Pan Xiaoqiang patted Fatty Ma on the shoulder. Said affectionately. This guy came to the rescue at the most critical moment. Originally, he was still thinking about it. As long as he is willing to lend money. Five percent annual interest can be given.
But Fatty Ma¡¯s words gave Xiaoqiang reassurance: ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter even if I don¡¯t pay him back.¡±
"Let's go. Let's go have a drink. If you have any questions, let's talk at the wine table." Pan Xiaoqiang has not been so happy for a long time. Yelled everywhere. At the same time, he waved his hand to the door: "Brothers who have taken our stocks. You are all shareholders of our Pan Rock. Let's have a drink together."
These guys have been waiting for Pan Xiaoqiang's words for a long time. Who doesn't know that he is one of Panjiayuan's rare antique masters. Even if I can't ask some questions alone this time. It¡¯s also good to listen nearby.
"Dazhuang. You have to keep this guy company today." Pan Xiaoqiang patted Shi Dazhuang's belly.
"That is necessary. There is absolutely no problem. If I don't beat this guy to the ground tonight, I will write a confession of one million words." Shi Dazhuang had already boasted. It must fulfill its mission.
Scar Zi and Sang Xingye stood up: "Hey, even if this guy Shitou is a coward, there are still us."
Fatty Ma hugged Cheng Yaoji with a begging expression: "Don't be like this. Brothers. Don't be too enthusiastic."
The wine is over half drunk. Fatty Ma patted Pan Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I definitely don't want these two billion. I'm just doing you a small favor this time. You even saved my life."
Cheng Yaojiing also twisted her plump hips and said, "That's right. You saved both of our lives. Oh, that's right. Where is Brother Fei."
Mentioned?This crop. Pan Xiaoqiang's face became a little uncomfortable. Will the fox that has become a spirit come looking for me again? He didn't dare think about this problem. He twisted his head and said, "Brother Fei went to Thailand to do business."
"Really? I can't tell. Your business has all gone to Thailand. Our coal mines are only sold to the entire Shanxi Province. The gap is huge." Cheng Yaojiang smiled: "I don't care about coming here this time. It¡¯s really a pity not to see Brother Fei.¡±
"Don't worry. You will definitely see him if you stay here for a while." Pan Xiaoqiang poured a glass of wine for Ma Fatty: "Fat man, don't worry. My money will definitely be returned to you. And it won't be long. .Lest your twelve coal mines become inoperable."
"Alas." Fatty Ma waved his hand: "You'd better forget it. If you really want to pay it back, don't pay it back in cash. Just use the money to invest in your company. Just give me some money every day."
Pan Xiaoqiang held his shoulders. He said loudly: "Two billion in cash must be paid back. At the same time, I will treat you as a two-billion-dollar stake in Panshi Antiques."
This sentence is equivalent to spending 2 billion to do 4 billion things.
"Don't. Don't." Fatty Ma felt that Pan Xiaoqiang was telling the truth. No joke at all. He waved his hand quickly: "I, a fat man, have no virtue or ability. How can I be like this?"
"You can. Just because of the friendship between the two of us. It's worth the money."
Sang Xingye and the others were all cheering: "Boss is really awesome. He is really loyal."
Fatty Ma also held Pan Xiaoqiang's shoulders: "Brother, just go ahead and do it. If you encounter a bigger crisis than this one, I will support you even if the coal mine is sold."
"Don't worry. This will never happen again in the future." Pan Xiaoqiang turned his head. A few words popped out of his mouth: "Unless I die."
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Thailand Bangkok
Han Fei sat in the lobby of Bangkok Mingxin Hotel. Smoking one cigarette after another. When he comes over. An Qiqi had already told him about Pan Xiaoqiang's situation. He was attacked by a fox demon in the middle of the night. If it weren't for the soul-fixing iron in Xiren's hand. He probably died on the spot.
"Don't worry, Xiaoqiang. Brother Fei killed the fox. It's not your turn to take the blame." Han Fei thought while smoking. Could it be because I was on a plane at that time? That's why the fox demon didn't find him. But then again. Could it be that this demon also has spheres of influence? As soon as the Chinese mana comes out, it will be restricted.
The attendant wearing a red shirt and gray vest walked towards Han Fei. He bowed slightly. Putting his hands together: "Sir, the master invites you."
"Okay." Han Fei clasped his hands together in the same way. Followed by the attendant.
Thailand is a notoriously poor country. So although it is expensive, it is the capital of Thailand. But in fact, it is completely different from Yanjing City. The decoration inside the hotel seems very ordinary. There are even spider webs in some corners. There were eight-legged insects crawling around on top.
Turn right on the second floor and reach the end. The attendant turned back to Han Fei and said, "Sir, the master is waiting for you inside. Please come in."
"Thank you." Han Fei put his hands together to express his gratitude. After that, he took out a stack of Thai baht from his pocket and gave it to the attendant.
"Thank you. I hope you can succeed."
Han Fei has been to Thailand and done several missions to eliminate drug lords. So I know some of the crooked people here. At the same time, I also learned about the most famous evil-killing master in Thailand. . Ghost general.
He knocked gently on the door. A voice came from inside, "Please come in."
Han Fei opened the door. What appeared before him was a middle-aged man. Sitting on the wicker chair in the center of the room. Close your eyes slightly. His hair has turned gray. The skin on his face looks like he is thirty years old at most. A bit thin-tongued. The face is rosy. At first glance, he looks like a pampered person all year round.
And the big gray robe on his body. It has the air of an outsider. To put it bluntly, it is full of magic.
"Why are you looking for me?" The ghost general did not open his eyes. The voice asked softly.
I don¡¯t know why. This guy obviously has a good tone. But the sound reached Han Fei's ears. It feels a little cold. Goosebumps appeared all over my body.
Han Fei listened to the ghost general¡¯s voice. I found that this guy turned out to have an authentic Chinese Jiangsu taste. The sense of immediacy is strong: "Master Gui Jiang is from China."
"Yes." The ghost general still didn't open his eyes. But the corner of his mouth twitched for a while.
"Then what happened this time happened in China. I have to ask Master to go to China with me." Han Fei said.
The ghost general smiled: "Haha. China. I haven't left Thailand for many years. I guess I won't be used to it. I can't do this business. You'd better leave.""Why. You don't miss your hometown. Fallen leaves have to return to their roots." Han Fei advised.
The ghost general finally opened his eyes. Stand up. Walking around with his hands behind his back: "You know. My master was beaten to death by a group of blind men in the country. They said we were superstitious. They said we were engaging in illegal activities. But we also have correct religious beliefs. We are Taoism. One of the famous sects. Now our authentic descendants are gone. Why do you think I should go back?"
He even got a little excited when he said this. His tone was a bit harsh.
"In the past, the country destroyed your religion because of superstition. What religion did you teach?" Han Fei felt that if this guy was practicing Falun Gong. Even if you don't get shot, it's a light sentence.
"Maoshan Sect."
"Taoist Master Maoshan." Han Fei was a little surprised now. This is a wonder in the Chinese ghost-catching world. No wonder he has a Jiangsu accent. They are really people there.
The ghost general clenched his fists and shouted: "Damn it, sir. The country has said that you can have your own religious beliefs. Why are we so superstitious? Those bald donkeys have formal beliefs. Could it be that our ancestor Taishang Laojun can't defeat their Buddhists?" Tathagata Buddha. What¡¯s more, their Buddhism is still Bo Laipin. Our Taoism is the authentic one.¡±
Han Fei even had to pull the ghost general: "Master, please slow down. Our country has already changed. Taoism is also a legitimate sect."
"Really." The ghost general looked at Han Fei with slanted eyebrows.
Han Fei nodded and said: "It's true. The group of bulls on Wudang Mountain are doing well now. They still have a lot of free time every day to practice Tai Chi and so on."
"Are you a soldier? And you are a special forces soldier." The ghost general stared at Han Fei with his sharp eyes.
"How do you know? He is indeed an expert." The flattery is not over yet. A pistol appeared on the tip of Han Fei's nose.
The ghost general laughed and said: "That's true. You must be a special force sent by China. You want to capture me. Send me back to the country and be shot. That's definitely the case."