Catastrophe

Fatty Li was taken aback by Meng Dajiang's sudden action, and subconsciously let out a scream, while Meng Dajiang grabbed his wrist and did not really press Fatty Li's palm on the iron bucket, but hung it. Stopping above the iron bucket, even so, Fatty Li still felt a hot feeling in his palm, and he was startled with a cold sweat.

Meng Dajiang felt the trembling of Fatty Li's arm, and let go of him with a smile: "Look, I originally wanted to give you meat skewers, but I accidentally let go! I am a person, and I am a fortune teller. You told me that I am suitable for eating alone, if ordinary people want to grab food from me, it is really easy to be killed by me... Brother Li, do you believe in fate?"

"Ah?" Fatty Li was stumped by Meng Dajiang's question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. The most important thing is that the theme of Meng Dajiang's remarks is not about fate, but about grabbing a job. Fatty is a person with a big brain. After a little pondering, he forced a smile: "President Meng, I have always respected you, and I didn't do any little tricks behind your back. After I gave my business to my sister-in-law, I didn't have any crooked thoughts at all!"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else." Meng Dajiang let go of Fatty Li's wrist, let his subordinate hand over a bottle of beer, poured himself a drink and said, "In the past few days, I have been thinking about one thing, You said that we have never known each other, since I met you for the first time, you gave me the precious metal business, which always makes me feel a little sorry, or so, I will return the precious metal business to you. "

When Fatty Li heard this, a bad premonition instantly rose in his heart.

"Starting today, I will return the precious metal business of the sorting plant to you, and then acquire other businesses of your plant." Meng Dajiang took out 10,000 yuan in his pocket and threw it at Fatty Li's feet across the charcoal basin: "These The money should be more than the rent you rented for the factory, so it's just the acquisition fee I gave you!"

"President Meng! You can't do this!" Fatty Li immediately stood up straight when he heard this: "I worked so hard to build this garbage sorting plant. If you do this, what does it have to do with Ming Luo? the difference?"

"Little bastard! Are you a little embarrassed!" When Pan Gui heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward.

"Hey, forget it." Meng Dajiang waved his hand to stop Pan Gui's movements, and looked up at Fatty Li: "If you say I'm Ming Robber, then I'll settle an account with you. First of all, you must be clear that I am a garbage transporter. The president of the association, as long as I say a word, your sorting factory will immediately cut off the supply of goods. As a result, your factory can only be abandoned there. The reason why I found you is because the drivers already know The location of your sorting factory is easier to find, and you and I can save snacks! If I want, I can rent a new factory. In this case, I may not even need 10,000 yuan. Go! Li Dongfa, I can talk to you in person and give you 10,000 yuan, which is enough to give you face, understand?"

"Impossible! I won't sell it! I will never sell the sorting plant!" Fatty Li clenched his fists and looked at Meng Dajiang emotionally: "The sorting plant is a business that I started! Yes! I will never give it away!"

A flash of contempt flashed in Meng Dajiang's eyes: "You have to be clear, the sorting factory is a hen that can lay golden eggs, you can indeed get a lot of benefits by holding it, but have you ever thought about it, this chicken, you can If you can hold it, can you hold it again?"

"Even if I can't hold it, I can't let you take it away! You want to buy my hard work with 10,000 yuan! This is a dream!" Fatty Li, surrounded by Meng Dajiang and others, roared uncharacteristically. one sentence.

At this moment, the desire to keep the sorting factory has made him forget his fears. For Fatty Li, the sorting factory is an opportunity to change his life and fulfill many of his dreams. He has already told Lin Xun. After bragging about his bragging rights, let him bring words to Zhao Yi, saying that he can definitely achieve a career and bring a good life to friends outside the city, but if the sorting factory is taken away by Meng Dajiang, Fatty Li is bound to They will also be beaten back to their original form and become the bottom of society who has no friends, no career, or even legal identity.

In the past few days, the sorting factory has allowed him to taste the sweetness of making money, and it has also given him hope in life, so Fatty Li can't imagine what will happen once the things he owns are taken away by Meng Dajiang, But what he can imagine is that if that happens, then his life will fall into darkness forever.

"C, mom! My eldest brother gave you a face, why don't you follow?! Brothers! Fuck him!!" Pan Gui saw Fatty Li yelling at Meng Dajiang, and rushed forward with a pale face.

"what!!"

Facing Meng Dajiang's seven or eight subordinates, Fatty Li also roared and punched Pan Gui. This was the first time Fatty Li had taken the initiative in his life. He was used to being plundered before. , but at this moment, he just wants to keep what belongs to him, and maybe he doesn't even realize that this is in his eyes, although it is a fortress that is not his own, it is quietly changing his life. mentality.

"Bang!"

It's a pity that Fatty Li's punch didn't have much strength. It hit Pan Gui in the face, only to make the opponent stumble, and then he was kicked to the ground by a person behind him.

"Crackling!"

The rest of them rushed up~www.readwn.com~ around Fatty Li and started kicking hard. After Pan Gui slapped his feet **** him, he walked to the edge of the charcoal basin and picked up the charcoal used to hold the charcoal, which was already burning red. With his tongs, he walked towards Fatty Li with a gloomy gaze: "Li Dongfa, I'm going to ask you one last **** time, the sorting plant, do you want to let it or not?"

At this moment, Fatty Li, who was lying on the ground, had one eye sealed, and the nosebleed dripped on the ground continuously along his cheek, but his eyes were very firm: "Don't let it go!"

"Okay! Then I'll see how long you can keep your mouth shut!" Pan Gui stretched his arms, and the tongs rushed towards Fatty Li's lips.

"Bang! Bang!"

At the same time, the iron-clad wooden door of their room was kicked off. Before everyone could react to what was going on, Shangguan Xiaohu had already rushed into the room, running towards Pan Gui with a rude slap on his face. Elbow.

"Hey!"

Pan Gui fell to the ground on his back and smashed into the charcoal basin behind him. With the smell of burning flesh, he let out a mournful cry.