The door was pushed open, and a lazy young man ignored the waiter at the door, looked inside, and said, "Who is the Land Rover with the tail number 888 outside? Come out and move the car."

"I...my..." Seeing the lazy young man, Qi was stuttering a little.

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

"I'll come now, I'll come now." Qi pretended not to pretend, and quickly said to Zhuang's father: "Laozhuang, please ask if you can borrow some money from Lao Chen and Lao Li and the others and ask them to call you. Lao Zhao, who sold the house just now, said that he wanted to take action tonight, and at most, wait for me for half an hour..."

Lao Zhao? Wasn’t it still Lao Hu just now? Is it so obvious?

"You come out too!" The young man pointed at Qi's pretending female companion. The female companion dared not say a word, and followed her with a pale face.

Several people left, and Dad Zhuang was still struggling with whether to borrow money.

Seeing Zhuang’s father in a dilemma, Zhuang Buyuan was really amused and crying.

Zhuang’s father also said to Zhuang Buyuan: “Xiaoyuan, your Uncle Li and Uncle Chen have been very nervous recently. I don’t want to borrow money from them. Today, we don’t want this farmhouse. It’s not that Dad doesn’t want to buy a house for you to invest, but Dad’s farmhouse will be yours sooner or later…”

Zhuang Buyuan really wanted to learn from his own mother, and scolded his father in a slight manner.

Unfortunately, this is his father, so he can't scold him!

He asked his dad, "Dad, don't you think something is wrong?"

"I think there might be something wrong with that low-selling farmhouse."

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

What should Zhuang Buyuan say?

Fortunately, at this time, Zhuang’s phone rang, and Zhuang’s mother called to check the job.

While Zhuang’s father answered the phone, Zhuang walked out of the private room not far away.

When the young man came in just now, he didn't notice that Zhuang was not far away in the corner, but Zhuang not far away recognized him.

It is exactly what kind of Kingsso Service Company, a younger brother next to Vancou who is responsible for the accounting.

What can such people come to look for to show off? Just ask for the account.

Zhuang Buyuan felt so secretly. It would be best if someone helped him teach him a lesson. If he took action, he would feel dirty.

In the corridor, the lazy young man leaned against the wall with his shoulders in his arms, and there were four or five people standing next to him, including Vancouver.

Vancouver almost put his watch on Qi's face and said, "Old Qi, tell me, I'll give me the money at the latest at 8 o'clock. What time is it now?"

“Eight…8 o’clock…”

"Are you blind? Say it again, what time is this?"

“8:07…”

"You have seen it myself, where is my money? What about the money you promised me?" Vancou asked sternly, "It would be fine if you are dishonest to others. Do you dare to be dishonest to me? Do you know that I hate dishonest people the most in my life!"

"I... give me another half an hour, I beg you, I will give you the money right away, I will definitely give you the money..." Qi preached and shrank, as if he wanted to shrink into the wall.

"What? Half an hour?" Vancou roared.

"No, fifteen minutes...ten minutes! ten minutes!" Seeing Vancouver approaching suddenly, he curled up and said, "Don't, don't hit me..."

"Bit you? We are a regular company and civilized people need the account. I won't beat you." Vancou smiled, "But what should we do with our overtime pay? After eight o'clock in the evening, we have to add extra money."

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

"This is what you said myself, I didn't force you." Vancou said.

"No, I'm voluntarily..." Qi pretended to be timid.

"Go back, I'll be waiting for you here." Vancou reached out and pointed, Qi pretended to turn around and was about to run, but he didn't expect that he could see Zhuang not far away standing by.

"Xiao... Xiaoyuan, hehe, these people are my friends. I met by chance. Let's go back to have a meal..." Qi pretended to hide and remedy, but Vancou and others around him changed their expressions.

"You... are you..." Seeing Zhuang not far away, Vancouver's face turned pale with fear.

I don’t know who shouted: “The mountain ghost is here! Run!”

Then a few people turned around and ran away.

Seeing these fierce and arrogant guys just now, they turned around and ran away, and Qi pretended to be alone and stayed there with his female companion.

They knew how terrible these people were. Although Vancouver shouted all day long to serve civilizedly and not to hit people, it was in public.

He has really seen Vancouver take ruthlessness and has also seen several people who have been tricked by Vancouver.

Nowadays, I am not afraid of hooligans being good at martial arts, but I am afraid of hooligans having brains.

There is no doubt that Vancou is a brainy hooligan. He has a hundred ways to kill Mr. Qi's trash like this.

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

Several people stopped and remained in a position of running away at any time.

"I...we're in the hotel, where people come and go, yang energy is heavy...I...we're not afraid of him!"

"Vancou...I...can we hit people today?" a strong young man asked, clenching his trembling fist.

At this time, only the fist can give them a little bit of a weak sense of security.

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

But a few people shouted so loudly, but none of them dared to step forward.

"Are you sure you want to hit me?" Faced with a few vicious guys, Zhuang Buyuan found that he didn't feel scared. I don't know if it was because the identity of the owner of the manor gave him confidence or because he had experienced too much recently, he was in the mood to laugh: "You beat me, but you won't get the money."

"What...what's the money?"

"This trash liar around you just wants to cheat me of my money." Zhuang Buyuan said, "But now I'll give you a chance to get money directly from me. Do you want it? By the way, do you accept swiping cards?"

I have to say that Vancouver's professional ethics is definitely worthy of admiration. He was almost scared and said tremblingly: "Yes, you can swipe your card..."

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

As soon as the black frosted textured card was released, everyone immediately showed a dazzling look.

Vancou and his younger brother, all five people were attracted by the card.

In fact, it was not just them, but also the waiters and security guards nearby were all stunned.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled, but as soon as the identity card came out, it was immediately effective and had a great effect.

But to be honest, Zhuang Buyuan has such a high vision now that he doesn't look down on these gangsters who want to pay, and being a servant is a waste of points.

The only thing Zhuang Buyuan likes is Vancou, who took the card and took a photo. Who would have thought that Vancouver did not meet the conditions of a "member"?

What should I do?
Chapter completed!