Mad Son-in-law

"Have you heard? Manager Zhuang, look at how arrogant this person is!" Du Yueping, who had suffered a loss, covered his hand and hid behind the crowd and complained: "It is him who bullied people in your jurisdiction. He also broke our house. The heirloom jade bracelet, you have to give us the shot!"

Zhuang Bifan sneered and said gloomily to the people around him: "What are you watching? Roll aside for me."

It's also weird that the customers in the store seemed to be a little scared of this person, and hid their heads silently one by one.

Zhuang Bifan then said to Wang Jie: "Boy, you don't know me."

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Are you famous? Are you a singer or a movie star? Who is more famous than you and Kato Taka. I don't even know him. Isn't it normal if I don't know you?"

"Hehe, you are good at telling cold jokes!" Zhuang Bifan gave a yin smile, and casually pointed to the person next to him: "Come on, tell him, do you know me?"

The man nodded nervously: "Know, know, Brother Zhuang..."

"What about you? And you!" Zhuang Bifan asked coldly, pointing at the two people again.

"know!"

"I know too, Manager Zhuang..."

The two nodded and bowed, looking like they had seen a ghost.

Zhuang Bifan smiled quite triumphantly, and Chao Wang Jia raised his chin and said: "What kind of kid, others recognize me, why don't you recognize me? Du Yuesheng, come on, tell him who I am!"

The shop owner furrowed his eyebrows and hurried up to stop him between Wang Jie and this person. He whispered to Wang Jie, "Mr. Wang, thank you. Great grace is unforgettable. But today, this muddy water, don’t help me. Yes, they can do anything, and it will be against you in the future..."

After finishing speaking, he pushed Wang Jie backwards, turned his head and smiled at Zhuang Bifan: "Manager Zhuang, don't be angry, it's a misunderstanding. This is one of my guests, what do you have to say to me, Don't make it difficult for him."

"Don't embarrass him? Second, you know you are afraid now?" The old woman smiled with arms akimbo: "In this case, you let him kneel down for Manager Zhuang, and then give me half of the property rights of the store, and the father's treasure. "

"Sister-in-law, when Dad left, he agreed that there should be a storefront for one person. Aren't you robbing and plundering?" Old Du said angrily.

"Why a store for one person? Obviously I gave you a wooden box. It must be a treasure, Feng Shui, otherwise, why is the business in your store better than us?"

"How can there be any baby!" Lao Du couldn't laugh or cry, and said to Zhuang Bifan: "Manager Zhuang, this is our family affair, please come back, I will come to pay respect."

Zhuang Bifan shook his head and smiled, pointing his finger at the shop owner’s nose and said, “Du Yuesheng, I asked you to tell him who I am. What are you going to do here? Isn’t it?”

The shop owner had no choice but to whisper to Wang Jie: "Mr. Wang, this is... our property manager, Boss Zhuang, you... don't care about me. I am very happy that you are here today. Brother, let's go..."

"Wait, what are you going to do? Did I let you go?" Zhuang Bifan stretched out his hand, stopped Wang Jie, and asked with a grin: "Do you know who I am now?"

Wang Jie nodded solemnly, as if in fear: "I see, I'm sorry, I didn't respect you just now. After all, your parents are so bold, and they gave you the name of'pretend. Forcing offense'. The courage is commendable. You express my heartfelt condolences. May you go further and further on the road of pretending to be forced until your dreams come true..."

"Damn, where's the club, oil and salt won't get in, are you looking for death?" Zhuang Bifan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, picked up a chair, and walked over to Wang Robber.

Old Du was scared, and quickly saved it, saying hoarsely: "Boss Zhuang, don't, don't...I admit it, can't I do it? Can I pay you three more months of property fees? ? And elder brother and sister-in-law, don’t force me, don’t you just want to buy shares? I agreed and let you buy 30% of the shares. As for the box, I will give you too. As long as you don’t make it difficult for my friend, He is a eater who likes to eat my food... Wife, go, bring the box and show it to the eldest brother and sister..."

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Old Du, don't worry, you let him smash that chair on my head!"

Old Du shook his head and said, "Brother, I know that you want to make a difference for me, but they are not something you can afford. If you treat me as a brother, listen to me and leave quickly. I admit it, but I won’t open this shop anymore. ..."

Lin Huang was a little surprised, and whispered, "Dabiao, isn't he just a property manager? As for scaring some people like this?"

Zhang Dabiao smiled and said: "You have been at the border and don't know the situation in the mainland. Think about it, this is a commercial street, planned by the government, where is the property!"

"To put it bluntly, it's a group of people who collect protection fees!" Zan Xichuan said sharply: "The people who can collect protection fees in this place are not only gangsters, but also have something to do with Bai Dao, otherwise it would be so rampant."

After a while, the shop owner's wife came over holding a box.

It was a delicate little box, not big, but it was old at first glance, and it was very smooth, it should be made of sandalwood.

"Take it out early and it's over. I said that the old man was partial and hid something for you!" The old woman snatched the box over, her eyes glowing, and she suspiciously said: "You didn't change the contents, right? !"

The shop owner said indifferently: "You take it if you want. I haven't opened the chain anyway."

"Give me the key, I have to test it!" The old woman sneered.

"No key!"

"No key? How could there be no key! Don't want to lie to me!"

The old woman hugged the box and looked at it again. Seeing that the words were tightly closed, she simply slammed on the ground.

With a snap, the box opened.

A tattered scroll fell out of it, and nothing else.

A crowd of people stared with big eyes and stared at them for a long time, obviously a little disappointed. There are no gold and silver treasures, no land deed deposit certificates, and no feng shui tools.

The old woman picked up the scroll and looked at it again. Seeing that this thing was in tatters and could not understand anything, rice worms were still born on that side, she suddenly furious and said, "What kind of shit, ghost-painted talisman, fooling the ghost? You must have changed the contents for me, I don’t believe it!"

After that, he slammed the scroll down to the ground, and waved his hand to the people behind him: "Smash it for me. If you don't take out things, you will take this storefront and blast them out for me..."

"Who dares to give it a try!" Zhang Dabiao led, Lin Huang, Lao Zan, and Hao Meng all grew up in a row and scolded.

When the two waves confronted, Wang Jie walked to the side and took the scroll that was trampled on by the crowd and took a closer look. It was indeed too shabby, but when he saw the final payment, Wang Jie couldn’t help but shine. It turned out to be Xue Shengbai’s work. . Last time my father asked himself to find a small flower painting by Xue Shengbai in Liu’s house, but he didn’t find it. I didn’t expect to encounter one today...

"Sister-in-law, take things away!" Wang Jie handed the painting to Lao Du's wife, walked forward and said to Zhuang Bifan: "I'll give you fifteen seconds, get out of here, and get out of this commercial street completely. "

Zhuang Bifan smiled, shrugged to the left and right, pointing at Wang Jie and said: "Come on, you tell the uncle and my brothers again, who gets out of here?"

Wang Jie's face was silent, and the countdown began: "Thirteen, twelve, eleven..."

Obviously, Du Yueping and the old woman did not give this Zhuang Bifan any benefit. At this time, they hurriedly instigated: "Manager Zhuang, this kid is too ignorant of good and bad. What else is needed, he must be cleaned up, and I will invite you to drink!"

Zhuang Bifan sneered and said: "No, don't worry, let him pretend, I will see what he can do to me in fifteen seconds!"

"Fives!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"I'm yelling for you, three, two, one, haha, I'm still standing here, kid, what do you do to me?" Zhuang Bifan poked his neck and stared at Wang Jie and laughed wildly: "Come on, you move my hair Let me see!"

"Snapped!"

A dull slap on Zhuang Bifan's face, directly slapped him on the spot!

"There is still such a request, I have to fulfill you!" Wang Jie casually urged another spit, which happened to spit on Zhuang Bifan's forehead: "Something more disgusting than a spittoon!"

"Nima's, it's the opposite of God!" Zhuang Bifan became angry, and the carp stood up and roared: "Fight me, kill this bastard. For more than 30 years, no one dared to touch my finger! "