"Brother Mo, your move is too ruthless!" Zhao Dezhu gritted his teeth and sweated heavily.

Until this moment, he finally had to face this young man and recognized from the bottom of his heart that he would one day become a man and a true hero!

"Business is business, favor is favor." Geng Mo paused and smiled again: "I think he can't survive and get off the scene. That's what I want!"

"So, what are you going to do now?" Zhao Dezhu said in a cold state.

Geng Mo slowly turned his head and looked out the window. The corn seedlings in the wilderness were already tall, green and full of vitality. His eyes were a little confused, but his mouth was like thunder, "I want to wail all over the field, and the smoke of wolf is everywhere! Zhan Bao, smash it for me..."

On that day, Boss Zhan hoarded 30 million yuan to sell, and each brick was sold for four cents of silver!

Whether ruthless or not is always a comparison.

Yi Ya, the chef's ancestor, presented vegetables and made his son into soup and put them on.

In order to vent their desires, the emperors of the Han and Tang dynasties could use their daughters to vent their anger.

In order to taste what relatives tasted, Liu Ziye, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, put his aunt and sister on bed... Yang Guang, the most familiar one, could kill his father in order to reach the throne.

Of course, Geng Mo would not do this even if he was not a pervert. To put it bluntly, he fought against people for business, and survival of the fittest was a principle given by God.

There is no cleverness or no cleverness, as long as I am better than you, the business is mine.

This is a very ordinary business. If they can defeat Geng Mo, this calf would be willing to accept this bloody lesson.

However, when the price was reported, it was undoubtedly a bullet dropped in the brick factory circle in Daojian City, which shocked people.

Life is complicated, so this war without gunpowder is destined to be even more cruel.

When Kong Cuzi knew that Boss Zhan started selling bricks, he immediately waved his hand and didn't believe it. When he received the second worm talk, he suddenly became lost. He was the same as Zhao Dezhu's initial thought, which was impossible.

He roughly calculated that Boss Zhan bought these bricks. The average price was about six cents of silver. It took nearly a month. In addition, the inventory was acquired before, and it was about 1.8 million silver notes. What a big figure?!

Based on the average price of Kyoto, you can buy 100 square meters!

Boss Zhan sold all the money for four cents, and he lost 600,000 in vain. What's more, people have to make money, so why does he have to pay for money?

At this moment, more than a dozen brick factory owners gathered in Kong Cuzi's brick factory, all of which are big and small. Kong Cuzi's brick factory is the largest at present.

This is what happened, and he was naturally the case. Everyone was talking and talking like ants on a hot pan, and they flew around like headless flies, making a buzzing noise.

Kong Cruelzi was so annoyed that he was close to the edge of the volcano. He stomped his lame legs in anger and shouted irritably: "Don't fucking quarrel, you can fight for nothing. Now that I'm like this, I think about how to solve it, the spicy one next door!"

When Kong Crooked, he was immediately silent. There were many people who had been in the world, so the boss who was on normal paths was a little afraid of him and looked at him with a look.

"You go and let the workers get a few stools!"

Kong Cutezi said to his young wife that it was hard to hide his anger in his words. The finance office was too small and could not invade so many people, so they had to be exposed under the scorching sun. Fortunately, no one cares about sweating profusely now.

He took out the insect words from his pocket and called Boss Zhan, but there was no bird signal!

"Fuck/His uncle..." Kong Cruelzi gritted his teeth hard. He had just enjoyed the feeling of being a big boss recently. When he went out, others would call him Boss Kong. He was still in the air and couldn't get out.

"I can't get in touch, right? I just said that I couldn't get in touch with him. What does this turtle bell mean?!"

"Buy bricks from us and sell them at a low price. He can sell them as soon as possible, and it's so low!" A boss clapped his hands, so anxious that he could not help.

"This is not the key. Zhao Dezhu, who asked us to buy bricks a few days ago, went directly to his place to buy bricks today. I heard that the two of them said that they were brothers and still drank together. They bought five million this morning. If this continues, no one will come to buy it. There are still 200,000 yuan in the brick courtyard. This is a small number, there are many in the kiln, and there are nearly one million yuan left when the nine doors are opened! If Zhao Dezhu buys it, it will be a waste of money!"

Another glanced at him, covered half of his face, and said toothache: "You are still a small matter. Just now, the seller of raw materials also called me a worm and asked me if I could take back the money and when would I give the money I owe him? This villain saw that the brick price was rising, and he also rose. Now that the brick price fell, he did not mention the price at all. Instead, I was in charge of the debt I had to owe, and I promised to be on the credit at the beginning...!"

"Don't worry, everyone, there will be a solution in the future. Sit first."

The young wife had no idea at this time and could only ask the workers to move the stools and let them sit down.

To be said to be difficult, the most difficult thing must be Kong Cuzi. He invested the most. The daily output of the brick factory sold to him was about 50,000 to 80,000 yuan, but that was the daily output, not how many pieces of paper were burned in the brick kiln at the same time. Just two days ago, the brick kilns were filled with the two brick kilns, and they stocked up 1.5 million yuan in their hands.

"Who has a good idea, tell me!"

Kong Cutezi thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good idea.

"The best way is to make the price of bricks rise. This will definitely not work. If the bricks hit me, I will have the will to commit suicide!" A man clenched his fists and said viciously.

"How can you rise? Now no one will buy it if you sell it for 40% or 50% now. How can you rise?" said a person next to you.

"Who the hell are you helping with? You will lose money if you sell it for 40% and you must increase it to 50%. There will be interest for borrowing the money." The man immediately stared at him and fired back.

"I want to sell it at the price of gold, someone has to buy it. If you can fart the price increase, you will use it!" He was extremely irritated and lowered his head and wrapped it heavily in a cigarette butt.

With so many people watching here, he couldn't hold his face back, and he stood up with a whizz: "Fuck you, who are you scolding?"

"You'll scold me again?"

"I'll beat you up...!" This man had a very bad temper. He rushed over while speaking, raising his fist and smashed it into the other person's face.

His movements were too sudden. Before everyone could react, they had already rolled on the ground, covered in dust and bursts of smoke.

"Fuck, please pull it apart quickly. Both of them are in their sixties and are even more angry than me!" Kong Cruel quickly stood up and shouted at the ground.

Fortunately, there are many people, and life is not a matter of life. It’s just that one person’s nose is blue and swollen, and the other person’s already sparse whiteness is consumed. The two of them still stand up from the ground and are still dissatisfied and seem to kill each other.

"I have lived for half my life and haven't been so angry. You let go of me. Today we must one of them lie down!"
Chapter completed!