At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 464 One million slaps!

Seeing that the other party was so knowledgeable, Chen Feng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and sighed in his heart that a big city deserves to be a big city.

He shook his head with a smile, and waved to Huang An again.

Huang An's face was ugly. He knew that after today, his reputation in the company would be rotten!

But when he thought of the more than 100 million in his hand, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Pretending to be angry, he put his face in front of Chen Feng, Chen Feng bowed left and right, and there was a crisp sound of slaps, every time someone was counting in a low voice!

"One hundred thousand!"

"50 million!"

"..."

After Chen Feng finished twelve blows, Huang An's face was like fermented dough, his cheeks were red and swollen, but Huang An still looked happy, tightly clutching the box in his arms, vigilant looking at Chen Feng:

"Boy, let me tell you, the twelve blows have already been played, and the 150 million in this box is all mine!"

The red dress and the white hat looked at each other, and the eyes of both of them were extremely helpless.

In their circle, when encountering this kind of thing, it is usually an endless situation, but Huang An is not only not annoyed, but also complies with everything happily!

"You really have learned a lot." Hong Yiqun shook her head and sighed curiously, "You're so calm, aren't you afraid that the kid won't pay you back?"

"This is not my territory, why do you ask me?" The white hat smiled and glanced at the red dress, then turned his head, still looking at Chen Feng curiously.

Things have developed into this kind of situation, but she wants to see how Chen Fengfeng ends up!

"Here, I'll give you everything." Facing Huang An who was like a dog's skin plaster, Chen Feng still had a smile on his face.

He glanced at Manager Zhou, who had already turned pale, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Boy, are you planning to call the police?" Huang An frowned with a vigilant expression.

If Chen Feng calls the police, even if he can get compensation in the end, he will get tens of thousands of dollars at most to survive!
But now, he has a full 150 million in his hand!
In the midst of everyone's attention, Chen Feng called Zeng Mengqin, with a helpless tone: "The Zhongxia Bank in Shanghai, can you send me [-] million in cash now?

Zeng Mengqin on the other end of the phone was also stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect that the first thing Chen Feng contacted her was because of this!

"Modu has a head office. Naturally, [-] million can be sent to you, but why do you want so much?" Zeng Mengqin was angry and funny, and continued: "I will start operating funds the day after tomorrow, and I will give you money at that time." Open a daily account, and the money on the bank card will be temporarily frozen."

"Understood, ask them to send over [-] million cash first, for urgent use."

After Zeng Mengqin agreed, Chen Feng reported the address, then hung up the phone and looked at Huang An with a half-smile.

Huang An's complexion became a little ugly. He turned his head to look at the red dress, and found that the red dress hadn't made a statement. After his face was cloudy for a while, he sneered:
"Boy, why are you coaxing Brother Huang? Who the hell has time to spend here with you?"

After finishing speaking, Huang An carried the box and planned to retreat.

It's just that before he took two steps, his shoulder was held down by Chen Feng.

"What are you doing?" Huang An said angrily, feeling guilty for a while.

If Chen Feng is putting on airs, that is naturally the best result. It is terrible that Chen Feng really has that one hundred million, so wouldn't he be beaten to death?

Besides, Huang An is already very satisfied to be able to carry 150 million in his arms!

"A slap of [-] is what you said." Chen Feng said without haste, and with his arms, he pressed Huang An heavily on the chair, and then continued: "But when will it end, I said Calculate."

Chen Feng's voice was not loud, but in the ears of the others, there was an undoubted feeling.

"Fatty! What are you afraid of, play with him! I don't believe it, he can beat you to death!" It was still the red dress's instigation.

Huang An's face became even uglier, Chen Feng also raised his head, frowned slightly and looked at the red dress with an impatient tone:
"If you want to play, I welcome it too, a slap, 100 million."

"Did I give it to you?" The red dress sneered, took off her sunglasses, and revealed a pair of watery but disgusted eyes: "Slap, 100 million, my aunt took it, do you dare?"

The smile on the white hat's face restrained for the first time: "Xiaoqian, don't make trouble!"

"1000 million." Chen Feng rubbed his fingers and said expressionlessly.

This time, even the white hat was a little restless. Before the red dress could speak, she stretched out her hand and covered the other's mouth.

At the same time, he took off his sunglasses and nodded apologetically to Chen Feng: "I'm sorry, Xiaoqian is still a child, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Although the white hat is very beautiful, at this moment, Chen Feng has no intention of admiring it at all, and his originally calm heart has been filled with anger for a long time!

I just want to keep a low profile, is it so difficult to achieve?
Do you have to fight against yourself one by one?
(End of this chapter)