The crowd was so excited that it was difficult for Zhao Zhenbei to mediate, but he was not prepared to follow the crowd.
He stood up and said, "If you want to toss, just go ahead and I'll quit."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone became even more furious.
Zhao Zhenbei is the most powerful person in Jiangbei, is he scared?
No matter what others think, Zhao Zhenbei is very keenly aware that Zhang Yong cannot be messed with.
Making money is the first priority. How much is face worth?
Zhang Yong did not leave Jiangbei City immediately.
He doesn't plan to leave until these idiots wake up completely.
On this day, Zhang Yong received a call from Zhao Zhenbei.
"Want to treat me to dinner?"
The other party's attitude changed drastically, which actually surprised him.
The two parties made an appointment to have dinner at the Hongjing Hotel in Jiangbei City. Zhao Zhenbei is one of the major shareholders.
"Boss Zhang, you really don't know each other without fighting. Today's first glass of wine is from me!"
Zhao Zhenbei's politeness doesn't seem to be fake.
There was no problem with the wine either. Zhang Yong knew it was good wine by the smell.
"Boss Zhao, if you have anything to say, just say it." Zhang Yong drank it all in one gulp, thus giving Zhao Zhenbei face.
"It's like this. I heard that you have a lot of high-quality medicinal materials. The market in Jiangbei is huge. If you are interested, I plan to act as an agent for your products. How about it?"
Zhao Zhenbei has done enough homework and found out a lot of things.
Zhang Yong was not surprised either.
But it seems that Zhao Zhenbei is here to give money.
The contents of the contract he handed over almost all contained big rewards.
Zhao Zhenbei only accounted for a small share of all the profits, and both of them had a 30-70 split.
The contract is for three years, and Zhao Zhenbei also has a backup plan.
But overall, Zhao Zhenbei still plans to spend money to eliminate disasters and get closer to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong made a rough calculation and found that the net profit in three years would be at least tens of millions.
"Haha, thank you very much, Boss Zhao."
If Zhao Zhenbei didn't sincerely please Zhang Yong, he would also plan to take advantage of the situation and get the benefits first.
A meal cost 80,000 yuan, and the drinks alone cost more than 50,000 yuan.
This was the first time for Zhang Yong to enjoy such an expensive meal.
"Boss Zhang, I'll go check out first, please wait a moment!"
After Zhao Zhenbei left, Zhang Yong also came to the hall.
He saw a middle-aged woman chasing a group of young people and making a lot of noise.
The middle-aged woman yelled at a young girl, "Give me my bracelet back, or I'll pay you, eighty-eight thousand a piece, hurry up!"
Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows and saw that one of the girls was Chen Xinyue, wasn't it?
This girl is in college, and she also comes to such a high-end place to spend money?
It looks like he came with his classmates.
Zhang Yong stepped forward and Chen Xinyue also saw him.
"Brother Yong!"
"Why are you here? Come with me!"
Zhang Yong wanted to leave with Chen Xinyue, but the middle-aged woman didn't bother her anyway.
But as soon as he took hold of Chen Xinyue's little hand, the middle-aged woman suddenly slapped her over.
"Oh...it hurts..."
Chen Xinyue's white hands were all red, and her tears were welling up in her eyes.
Zhang Yong looked at the middle-aged woman coldly and angrily shouted at the bodyguard, "Are you not sick?"
"There were only three of us in the women's restroom just now, and this stinky girl was one of them. No one is allowed to leave until they find my bracelet!"
Middle-aged women have the attitude of a shrew.
Who does Zhang Yong care about this matter?
He grabbed the middle-aged woman's arm with his backhand and swung it violently.
The fat middle-aged woman weighing 300 pounds spun three times in the air before slamming onto the floor.
The moment she landed, she howled like a slaughtering pig and was in unbearable pain.
Zhang Yong didn't say many ruthless words, and the other young people were all dumbfounded.
Chen Xinyue was very proud, acting like she was my beloved brother.
She held Zhang Yong's arm, her bust was plump and elastic.
"Brother Yong, let's go! Let's go too!"
With Zhang Yong's help, the young people dispersed in a hurry.
It's their fault in the first place. This middle-aged fat woman didn't know where she took the bracelet. She deserves it for causing trouble!
Before she even took two steps, the fat woman grabbed Chen Xinyue's feet and shouted, "Husband, come and help me!!!"
Chen Xinyue's ankles seemed to be entangled with iron chains.
A fat pig of 300 kilograms, full tonnage.
When Zhang Yong looked up, he saw another big fat man rushing over.
There were seven or eight bodyguard-looking guys behind him.
"How dare you hit my wife, you bastard?"
The fat man has some connections in Jiangbei City and has been doing well, running a one-stop demolition business.
In his early years, he was also a member of a mixed society. He had sufficient tonnage and strong ability to withstand beatings, so he was nicknamed "Meat Bomb Sandbag".
He punched Zhang Yong hard on his front teeth.
This power is very terrifying.
Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly protected Chen Xinyue.
ha!!!
With a loud shout and a thunderous momentum, Zhang Yizheng burst out and stabbed the fat man's palm with a finger.
The whole process is short and rapid.
How powerful can one finger be?
But the fat man's body, which weighed several hundred kilograms, was like duckweed on the sea, being blown away by the turbulent current.
"You...you...tmd, do you know who I am? I told you not to leave this hall today!"
The fat man was knocked several meters away, but he stood up instantly.
Zhang Yong was a little amazed at this guy's ability to withstand beatings.
However, Zhang Yong did not take any serious action.
He looked at the other party coldly and said with a smile, "Haha, you are stupid!"
Zhang Yong put his arms around Chen Xinyue's waist, turned around and left.
The threat from the fat man was simply a joke.
Who would be so stupid as to stand here waiting for you?
But what Zhang Yong didn't expect was that all the security guards inside the hotel showed up.
At least there are as many as thirty.
The fat man is quite capable. Can he call so many people with just one phone call?
He looked at Zhang Yong arrogantly, "How about it? Little brat, what if you can fight? This world is a world of money and power. No matter how reckless a man like you is, how can you beat a bullet?"
?Can one fight a hundred?"
Today I want you to understand what despair is!
The words of a fat man are extremely arrogant.
He is sure to defeat Zhang Yong.
"I'll throw him into the back alley!"
From Fatty's point of view, it was not a problem at all for more than thirty security guards, plus his bodyguards, dozens of people, to capture Zhang Yong.
But Zhao Zhenbei sneered, "Zhu Tou San, you have a lot of face, don't you?"
Zhao Zhenbei appeared next to Zhang Yong. It looked like they knew each other, but the fat man's face looked a little ugly.
He quickly stepped forward to flatter him and said with a smile, "...Master Zhao, you are here today!"
"Go away, who do you think you are? Stay away from our boss!"
The bodyguard behind Zhao Zhenbei stopped the fat man by shouting.
At this time, the fat man's expression was uncertain.
"Boss Zhang, this bitch is trying to show off his power, so don't take it to heart!"
Zhao Zhenbei was afraid that Zhang Yong would misunderstand him.
After all, there are more than thirty security guards at the hotel.
If it wasn't Zhao Zhenbei who spoke, it was other major shareholders who would have spoken, otherwise so many people wouldn't have come.
"Haha, this damn fat guy wants to drag me to the back alley? Boss Zhao, tell me, what should I do?"
At this time, Fatty finally saw that Zhao Zhenbei and Zhang Yong not only knew each other, but also had a close relationship.
Zhao Zhenbei even wanted to see Zhang Yong's face.
His mood felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, as if he had entered a place of eternal destruction.