Text_Chapter 442 The provocation of the ghost fist king
compensation?
Ma Kuishan looked confused. Who is paying for whom?
Damn, not only did I beheaded as a pig's head, but I also knelt down and drank the glass of red wine mixed with ash and thick phlegm. How dare you ask me for compensation from Ma Kuishan now?
But Ma Kuishan knew Tang Long's power, so he had to try his best to restrain himself.
There is no way, the situation is better than that of others.
At this time, it is not advisable to show off. Let’s wait until Tang Long’s identity and background are found.
Ma Kuishan trembled and said, "What...what compensation?"
"Pretending to be stupid, right? Well, I'll remind you a little bit. Yesterday, when you were at the gate of the Conservatory of Music, your son brought someone to smash my Rolls-Royce Phantom, which should be worth about 10 million." Tang Long said seriously.
puff.
Wang Shuai, who was drinking, almost burst out laughing and even the Rolls-Royce Phantom? The boss is the boss, and he doesn't even make drafts. It seems that the one who was smashed was a Hummer H6?
Ma Kuishan smiled and said, "You are talking nonsense, what Rolls-Royce Phantom? It's obviously an ink-black Hummer H6."
"Hey, it seems that Boss Ma may not have heard me clearly. Well, I'll let you wake up a little more." As he said that, Tang Long popped out five needles from the cigarette box, which scared Ma Kuishan almost lay on the ground.
Damn, a golden needle almost hurt me to death.
If you add five golden needles, you will probably have to explain your life here.
Even though he knew that Tang Long was cheating him, Ma Kuishan could only swallow it by breaking his teeth and swallowing it into his stomach.
Tang Long blew the five golden needles and smiled and said with a smile: "Boss Ma, are you awake now?"
"Yes, yes, yes, one... ten million, I... I'll transfer the money to you now." Ma Kuishan hurriedly took out his cell phone and swallowed his saliva.
Tag.
Tang Long smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Boss Ma, this is just the money of the car, and there is also mental loss?"
"Mental loss expense?" Ma Kuishan's mouth twitched, bastard, beast, vampire, and mental loss expense? Do you dare to be more shameless?
Tang Long sighed: "Boss Ma, you don't know. Your son is so fierce that I'm so scared that I'm gone. You don't know. At that time, I was very desperate and almost committed suicide by biting my tongue. So the mental loss must be reduced, just give it 100 million."
puff.
Ma Kuishan almost vomited old blood and said angrily: "Tang Long, don't bully others too much. If you have to forgive others, don't be too arrogant."
"Then how much do you think it's appropriate to give?" Tang Long smiled and twisted the golden needle and shook it in front of Ma Kuishan's eyes.
Gudu.
Ma Kuishan swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "What do you think of 10 million?"
"Okay, please feel free. I'll suffer a little loss. It's 10 million, just 10 million!"
As soon as Ma Kuishan finished speaking, Tang Long nodded and agreed.
Ma Kuishan really wants to give himself a big mouth, damn it seems that he has been reporting a little too much.
Soon, Ma Kuishan transferred 20 million to Tang Long's account.
Before leaving, Ma Kuishan glanced at Tang Long again, and he wanted to remember this shameful face in his heart.
After Ma Kuishan left, Yue Lei said worriedly: "Mr. Tang, run away quickly. This Ma Kuishan has two black and white channels, and has raised many thugs. You have caused him such a big loss this time. With Ma Kuishan's temperament, he will definitely destroy your family."
Tang Long asked indifferently: "Yue Lei, what is your card number?"
"What...what means?"
Yue Lei asked in confusion with confusion.
Tang Long smiled and said, "Haha, I think you have great potential, so I want you to come to our company."
After hearing what Tang Long said, Yue Lei said in emotion: "Mr. Tang, just give me some living expenses. My Yue Lei will be able to follow you in this life."
After Yue Lei reported the card number, Tang Long transferred 10 million of them to his card.
When Yue Lei received the text message on his phone, he was startled and said nervously: "Mr. Tang, this... there are too many."
"Haha, little money."
Tang Long patted Yue Lei on the shoulder, turned his head and smiled, "Buy a sports car, change into a better outfit, go and sign some artists for me. If you lack money, tell Wang Shuai that Wang Shuai will be the vice president of Bingzhitang Film and Television Company in the future, in charge of artists and signing contracts."
Yue Lei asked nervously: "Mr. Tang, do you have any specific requirements for artists?"
Tang Long thought for a while and said, "Just two points. First, don't have plastic surgery. Second, you must have good character and artistic ethics. If you have a bad character, I don't want it even if you have a big wrist."
"Don't worry, Mr. Tang, leave this matter to me." Yue Lei said while patting his chest.
Now the artist's affairs are solved, but Tang Long still lacks people. He can lack anything, but he can't lack agents.
For a star, agents are really important.
But Tang Long didn't know any agent, so he had to go to Li Qiantong.
As a first-line film and television superstar, Li Qiantong must know many agents.
As for Wang Shuai, he naturally stayed to create a website.
At the entrance of the Donghai Conservatory of Music, a silver-gray Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked, which is the license plate number of the North Province.
"It's so dazzling. It would be great if I could cry in a Rolls-Royce."
"Do you daydream, do you know whose car belongs to?"
"Whose?"
"The Prince of Kings Group!"
"What? King Group? That is the largest bodyguard company in China. I heard that its business is spread all over the world, and many foreign guests hired bodyguards from this company."
Didi, as the sound of the Rolls-Royce horn sounded, the silver-gray Rolls-Royce passed through the school gate and drove directly towards Ji Tingli's apartment.
"Wenren listen to the wind?! It's... it's the car that makes people listen to the wind!"
"Oh no, he must have come to catch Nalan Ruoxi."
"It's very likely that I heard that Wenren Tingfeng was cuckolded by a country bumpkin. He was stripped naked and tied to a tree this morning. This time he must have come to take revenge."
The students who were about to go for lunch also stopped and turned around and followed.
Soon, the silver-gray Rolls-Royce arrived at the door of Ji Tingli's apartment.
"Stop, there is a private apartment in front of you, no entry!" Tiexiong reached out and blocked.
Stop a car?
Wen Rentingfeng, who was sitting in the car, smiled grimly and said in a deep voice: "Ghost Boxer, teach me a good lesson to these miscellaneous groups. We must show the majesty of our king group."
"Don't worry, young master, at most one minute!" The Ghost Fist King was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, pushed the door and got out of the car, moved his neck, and then came to Tiexiong.
Ghost boxing is commonly known as weird boxing, with strange moves and vicious moves.
In ancient times, martial arts belonging to the side and left-minded path were said to be created by a hermit in the Western Regions after traveling to various sects in the Central Plains.
The prototype of the ghost fist is from the Shaolin Soul Broken Palm, which is a very sharp palm technique. Later, it combines some tricky and insidious martial arts, which forms the ghost fist trait.
Looking at the young man in black Zhongshan suit in front of him, Tiexiong couldn't help swallowing and said righteously: "Stop, who are you?"
Chapter completed!