After the live broadcast, President Gao Leng came to the door

Chapter 42 is as easy as writing a "1"

Facts have proved that Qiao Qianqian's words are correct.

For Zhou Chen, it was as easy as writing "1" to deal with this gang of punks.

"Tell me." Zhou Chen pointed to the tattooed man who took the lead, "What enmity is there between you?"

The tattooed man wondered, the man in front of him was obviously dressed in a preppy style, why did he feel so oppressed?

He wanted to refute, but the taste of his words changed.

"This brother, they are all gangsters, Huang Mao is too unruly!" The tattooed man said and looked at Huang Mao, "Other brothers will take out money or things to share with them."

"Yellow hair is good, no matter what time it is, it will be alone!"

"Rules can't be broken, Huangmao must give everyone an explanation today, otherwise don't blame everyone for being rude!"

After the tattooed man finished speaking, the people around him swung the iron rod again.

"Why should I give it to you?" Huang Mao objected, "Everyone is in their own way, and besides, I haven't taken anything from you!"

"Huang Mao, it's meaningless to say that!" The tattooed man sneered, "Do you still want to hang out on the road?"

Huang Mao looked back at his mother, his eyes became firm.

"I'm not hanging around anymore! So we have nothing to do with each other in the future!"

Huang Mao's mother cried with joy when she heard Huang Mao's words, but the tattooed man was not calm.

"You can hang out if you want to, and you can't hang out if you don't want to. You think this street belongs to your family!"

"If you don't want to mess around, you can come up with 100 million!" The tattooed man seemed to be taking advantage of Huang Mao's weakness, "Otherwise, you will just wait to go to jail!"

Huang Mao's face changed when he heard the word "prison".

But he still clenched his teeth and confronted the tattooed man: "If you want money, you want life."

well!This damn quack air!
Huang Mao's mother started to cry again, and she confided to Qiao Qianqian while crying: "It's my incompetence that hurt Huang Mao, he is actually a good boy."

"Auntie, don't cry, speak slowly." Qiao Qianqian has her own judgment, or she believes that the owner of the Mala Tang shop has such qualities, and his son will not be bad.

The yellow-haired mother seemed to have grasped the straw to save her life, and told Qiao Qianqian the cause of the incident.

"A month ago, Huang Mao suddenly got a watch. I don't know what brand it is. It sold for 200 million yuan, so they missed it!"

"That money is our life-saving money, and the operation and treatment expenses of the yellow-haired father can be considered together."

A watch that can sell 200 million must be a famous watch, Huang Mao's watch must have an unknown origin, otherwise the tattooed man would not be so confident in asking Huang Mao for money.

If Huang Mao doesn't give it, and the incident gets to the police station, it will be enough for Huang Mao to drink a pot!
"Girl, your boyfriend looks very powerful. If you save Huang Mao, I will repay you even if I am a cow."

"His father is still lying in the ICU. If he knew Huang Mao's current state, he would not be able to save him... Woooo..."

"Auntie, I told Huang Mao that nothing will happen."

After Qiao Qianqian finished speaking, Zhou Chen's voice was heard.

"If you don't want to make things worse, I'll give you [-] each, and leave immediately, and you won't be able to trouble Huang Mao again."

Ten thousand per person, there are more than a dozen people present, and it takes 10,000+!
But the gap between 10,000+ and 100 million is still a bit big.

"It has to be 100 million! Otherwise Huangmao will be in jail." Although the tattooed man was afraid of Zhou Chen's aura, he stood up straight.

"It seems that you guys want to make things worse." Zhou Chen's lips curled up, his eyes darkened, "Then call the police!"

What these little bastards were most afraid of was the police. What Zhou Chen said could be regarded as calming them down.

The tattooed man felt that the man in front of him was too unreasonable to play cards, and he couldn't handle it for a while.

"Report...the police?" The tattooed man stammered, "The police are here to catch yellow hair."

"Are you afraid?" Zhou Chen looked at Huang Mao and asked him suddenly.

Huang Mao was actually afraid, but at this moment his heart was more calm.

Since he was a child, he didn't let his parents worry about it. He skipped classes and got into fights.

The society is crueler than he imagined. Without a diploma or skill, the jobs he finds are the hardest and not profitable.

After being beaten by the society again and again, Huang Mao degenerated and became a veritable gangster.

After his father fell ill and was hospitalized, he gradually began to realize his responsibility.

"I'm not afraid!" Huang Mao looked back at her mother again.

"Aren't you afraid? How dare you say that you didn't snatch the watch you sold?" The tattooed man couldn't believe Huang Mao would say that.

"So what? I will work hard to earn money and return the watch!" Huang Mao smiled, looking suddenly enlightened.

"Also?" The tattooed man thought it was so funny!Patek Philippe's high-end watches, ordinary people can't afford a piece for a few lifetimes, "What do you pay for it? Do you think you can pay it back by just spreading the whole thing? Huangmao, you are so funny."

"You don't have to worry about it, even if it takes my whole life, I will pay it back!"

That watch was snatched by Huang Mao from Cao Ying, and it was also Zhou Chen's watch.

He didn't know that a watch could be sold for so much money at the beginning, and he thought it was worth hundreds of dollars.

"Since Huang Mao has said so, then call the police!" Zhou Chen decided.

"Don't! Don't! Don't call the police!" Seeing Zhou Chen taking out his phone, the tattooed man hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, "Brother, does the [-] per person you just said still count?"

"Ten thousand is the price just now. Now I can only give you five thousand each. Do you want it or not?" Zhou Chen is a businessman who knows how to read people's hearts best.

Compared with those cunning old fritters in the business field, these children who haven't fully grown their hair are not enough for him.

"Have you cut it in half?" The tattooed man's heart tightened.

"I'll give you 2 minutes to think about it. In 2 minutes, it will be [-]." Zhou Chen gave another shot.

Before the tattooed man could speak, the younger brothers around him gathered around him to give advice.

"Boss, it's okay, five thousand is not a lot."

"Two thousand and five in a while, and it will be gone in a while."

……

"Okay! Five thousand is five thousand!" The tattooed man slapped his thigh and said.

"My money is hard to get. I made a contract and signed it. If you bother this store again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After Zhou Chen finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and everyone saw two black-clothed men getting up and down from a commercial vehicle on the side of the road.

That straight body, muscular figure, and light gait make him look extraordinary.

Qiao Qianqian recognized those two as Zhou Chen's bodyguards.

"President, the contract is ready!" The two walked up to Zhou Chen, said respectfully, and opened the handbag, which contained a ten-cent contract neatly.

"One copy per person, pay after signing!" After leaving a sentence, Zhou Chen turned around and walked towards Qiao Qianqian.

The tattooed man and his younger brothers were already frightened by this situation. After accepting the contract, their small bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Especially the tattooed man, he felt that he had seen the world, but this series of magical manipulations made him feel like a fucking leopard.

Want to sign a contract?
woo woo woo...

Who can tell him whether he wants to take the 5000 yuan?

(End of this chapter)