Xue Liang and his group came to Tang Chuan's Bentley, staring at the car with gritted teeth.
The six big words on the hood are so eye-catching that they can be seen. It’s okay to call him a slut. Xue Liang thought about it carefully these two days, and in fact he really belongs to the slutty type, relying on himself.
His ability is to cheat in his profession, and even play under the light.
It was not until he met Tang Chuan and Xue Liang suffered a great loss that he realized that he had come over. If he walked one road to the dark, it would be really dark and he had no future at all.
There are still mountains and high mountains. If you keep doing bad things, you will sooner or later encounter strong men to punish yourself. Sooner or later, Tang Chuan was severely punished by him.
Although he lost a lot of money, Xue Liang was more and more grateful to Tang Chuan when he was able to wake up. It was like he was walking on a dark road, and suddenly someone lit a bright light for himself.
Although Tang Chuan is more than teenager younger than him, he is considered his junior. However, Tang Chuan's repayment of grievances with kindness will really forgive him, which makes Xue Liang admire even more.
Only by truly advancing the road of prosperity can one become the best!
So when Xue Liang looked at the words "she" and "she" became more angry and angry the more he looked at it.
"I tell you that the one named Tang Chuan in the future will be my Xue Liang's elder brother, and my Xue Liang's elder brother will be your elder brother. Do you understand?" Xue Liang gritted his teeth.
"I understand!" The group led by Cong Ge immediately replied loudly.
"I don't care about how other shops in the antique street do business in the future, nor can I control it. But when I talk to Baozhai, I want to do business seriously!" Xue Liang continued.
This made Cong a little confused and serious business? Is there any saying in the Antique Street that there is still a serious business? Isn’t it a loss to die?
Many industries have a commonality, bad money drives out good money, especially in the antique industry. Of course, this is not something Cong Ge should think deeply about. The business of Liaobaozhai has nothing to do with him. He is just a antique street.
See the venue.
"The words "small and useless" are the son of boss Shang Cheng Xiaoyuan. What should you do if you insult my elder brother?" Xue Liang asked again.
"Then you have to ask, demolish Shangcheng Xiaoyuan! Isn't it just a broken hotel? It's offended the elder brother and should demolish it!" Cong Ge immediately said indignantly.
"Demolition!" everyone said in unison.
Although Cong Ge doesn't know why Xue Liang was so popular for the boy who smashed Jiebaozhai. However, after they followed Xue Liang for several years, Xue Liang obviously really recognized that boy as his eldest brother.
So, Brother Cong got angry.
Since Xue Liang wants to demolish Shangcheng Xiaoyuan, they will just demolish it. Anyway, Xue Liang will be the one who will talk about the matter at that time. It is not their turn to take the blame.
However, Xue Liang did not intend to demolish Shangcheng Xiaoyuan for the time being. Since Tang Chuan said that this was a test for him, there must be a certain degree.
Wei Shang said that Tang Chuan likes his own way and gives him his own way, so just use his own way.
Don’t you, Hu Junliang, like to carve letters and scold people? I’ll just carve it to you on Shangcheng’s small garden.
"Let me know. The boss of Shangcheng Xiaoyuan is Hu Bingshi. I'll let you engrave them wherever you can engrave them. As for what words to engrave, I'll make a sample."
After saying that, Xue Liang stepped forward and wrote a bottle of spray he had called and on a floor-to-ceiling window.
Hu Bingshi, I fuck your ancestors for 19 generations, I greet you for eighty generations of women in your family.
After spraying a few lines of words, the floor-to-ceiling windows were full.
Xue Liang stepped back to the parking floor, clapped his hands, stared at the big words on the floor-to-ceiling window, and said with satisfaction: "How is it, do you all understand? Scream it hard, how ugly it is."
"Ah?" Brother Cong seemed to not understand what Xue Liang meant.
"What?" Xue Liang asked angrily.
"Boss Xue, what's the point of cursing people? Let's just demolish this store. Shangcheng Xiaoyuan is still very tall and it's absolutely satisfying to demolish it." Brother Cong said quickly.
Xue Liang raised his hand and slapped Cong Ge on the back of the head, and said coldly: "Hu Bingshi has some connection. His store has been decorated for hundreds of millions. Can you afford it? Hurry up and give it to me.
Go and write!"
"Yes, yes, then let's curse people! We are also professionals!" Cong Ge hurriedly nodded and said.
"How ugly it is to scold me, as bad as it is, as long as I am satisfied, I will be rewarded with ten million per word, oh no, ten thousand yuan!" Xue Liang said gritting his teeth.
Damn, when did Xue Liang, this stingy guy, get so generous?
Brother Cong didn't doubt Xue Liang's words. This person was stingy, but he never missed a point for how much money he gave.
"Brothers, let's take advantage of your strengths!" Brother Cong said, and surrounded him with a group of people.
The group of people immediately dispersed, using the things in their hands, either engraving on the floor-to-ceiling windows, or engraving on the walls, or on the tall double-open solid wood door that entered the door.
Xue Liang sat on the rear of Bentley's car, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows and walls gradually covered with blank space, and immediately grinned.
These bastards are actually quite talented. He suddenly felt that the words he had just squirted were too superficial. Compared with these people, he was really a witch.
However, Xue Liang looked at the imaginative words on the wall, and suddenly felt a breath that was blocked in his chest and came out like this.
This is to treat the person's body by using his own way. This feeling is not only no worse than breaking a person's legs, but also much more satisfying.
It’s not necessary to fight to death. The huge medical expenses are the only way to retaliate. The ways to retaliate are really different!
If you really have to pay for the money at that time, you will at most compensate the solid wood door, which will be over to death by a million.
As for those floor-to-ceiling windows, it’s a waste of money for Xue Liang. As for the walls, just paint them.
But the most important thing is that such a method can make Hu Bingshi feel like he has eaten a stomach of living flies, but in short, it can make people feel extremely uncomfortable!
When the floor-to-ceiling windows and the walls were almost filled with words, Cong came back with a large group of people.
"Hehe, how about it? Are you always satisfied with the works of the young people?" Cong Ge asked with a chuckle.
"Okay, you are all top students in the liberal arts. If you don't study and go to society, you're really a waste of your talent. Go back and count the words you wrote, and I'll give you a reward tonight!" Xue Liang said with satisfaction.
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It was a rare time to be generous, and Xue Liang felt generous, and it was not bad. The most important thing was that these bastards who regarded wealth as life could still be truly grateful to him.
The next day, many people gathered at the door of Shangcheng Xiaoyuan early in the morning. Some pointed at each other, and some laughed and burst into tears.