Chapter 199: It's not about money, it's about face!
Chapter 199: It’s not about money, it’s about face!
"Mr. Zhong, I wonder if you remember anything now? Can you tell me?" Yang Xiaole asked.
"My secretary sent someone to destroy the beauty salon. It has nothing to do with me. Please believe me, I only found out after the fact." Zhong Shiren nodded fiercely.
Yang Xiaole's face darkened and he said coldly: "Mr. Zhong, it seems you are not smart enough." As he spoke, Yang Xiaole forcibly lifted Zhong Shiren's entire body and lifted the Zhong Shiren, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, with only one arm.
Shi Ren lifted it up with his feet off the ground, like a puppet playing.
After lifting Zhong Shiren, Yang Xiaole did not stop there. Instead, he took a step forward and lifted Zhong Shiren outside, leaving Zhong Shiren in a suspended state.
At this time, as soon as Yang Xiaole lets go, Zhong Shiren will immediately say goodbye to this world.
"Don't... don't let go." Zhong Shiren was afraid of death and held Yang Xiaole's arm tightly with both hands, fearing that Yang Xiaole would suddenly let go.
Yang Xiaole suddenly let go of his hand, pretending that he couldn't catch it, and when Zhong Shiren fell a little bit, he grabbed Zhong Shiren tightly.
Being so frightened by Yang Xiaole, Zhong Shiren was completely speechless and could only breathe. At this time, he only hoped that Yang Xiaole could pull him in, instead of being like this.
For the first time, I felt that when I couldn't control my little life, it was so uncomfortable, so scary.
"Are you thinking of something now?" Yang Xiaole sneered. Although he was carrying a person with one arm like this, he didn't feel strenuous and his face still showed a relaxed look.
"I thought... I thought of it. Pull me in first." No matter what you want to discuss, you can't talk like this, it will make him feel very insecure.
Yang Xiaole pulled Zhong Shiren in and threw him to the ground, then walked to the sofa next to him and sat down.
Jiang Lirong also walked over to Yang Xiaole and sat down with a gentle look on her face. They looked like a couple. As for the secretary Li Fucheng who was thrown to the ground by Jiang Lirong just now, he also got up and stood there without daring to speak. He could tell that what was happening in front of him was
Neither the man nor the woman is a kind person, they are both ruthless.
"Mr. Zhong, can you speak now? My time is precious." Yang Xiaole lit a cigarette and saw that Zhong Shiren still had no intention of speaking.
"What do you want to know? That was something my secretary did and has nothing to do with me." After taking a breath, especially after his legs actually touched the floor, Zhong Shiren's courage returned.
Yang Xiaole frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Zhong Shiren's answer, "Do you really want to fall from here?"
Zhong Shiren's expression changed, "I'm warning you, it's best not to mess around."
Yang Xiaole stood up from the sofa with a smile, and threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground. At this time, he was not in the mood to smoke, he just wanted to kill people.
"Since you like that kind of stimulation, I will satisfy you."
"No, I said, I said, it was me, I asked the secretary to send someone to do it." Seeing Yang Xiaole walking towards him step by step, Zhong Shiren's psychological defense collapsed instantly. He didn't want to go through this again.
The scene just now.
Yang Xiaole smiled and thought to himself that Zhong Shiren really couldn't stand being scared. He remembered that when he first came here, he clearly said that he would not kill anyone today, at most he would just scare the other person. Unexpectedly, Zhong Shiren was still scared.
"Haha, I didn't expect it to be you, Mr. Zhong. You made me very disappointed." Yang Xiaole shook his head and sighed.
"Don't kill me." Zhong Shiren said.
"Kill you? Of course not, but Mr. Zhong, you may also know that I was hurt a lot by you this time. Should you give me some compensation?" The purpose of Yang Xiaole's coming here today is obvious, which is to get money.
"I will pay for the loss of the beauty salon." Zhong Shiren still understands that a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. No matter what, he can't make Yang Xiaole anxious, at least not now.
Yang Xiaole and Jiang Lirong looked at each other with smiles on their faces, "Mr. Zhong, I am very pleased for your cooperation. Let's see. The loss of the beauty salon has been calculated, 80 million."
"What? Eighty million? You might as well go and grab it." The figure of eighty million immediately made Zhong Shiren jump up and wanted to swallow Yang Xiaole alive. Yang Xiaole was obviously robbing money like this, and the beauty salon's maximum loss was only a few dollars.
One million, but Yang Xiaole asked for 80 million as soon as he asked for it. How could he not be angry?
"Haha, Mr. Zhong, please don't be angry. I haven't finished speaking yet. Because of this incident, you caused us to be expelled from the organization. Therefore, you have to compensate us for our mental losses. I don't want more from you, just
Let’s say 10 million for each person. If we round up the whole number, it’s exactly 100 million. What do you think? You don’t have any objections?”
"Yang Xiaole, you might as well go and grab it." Zhong Shiren was really angry.
"No, I just wanted to go grab it. Mr. Zhong, you are a businessman, so you should not be short of this money, right?" Yang Xiaole didn't care about Zhong Shiren's reaction at all. The angrier the other party was, the happier he was.
"You..." Zhong Shiren was choked heavily, but he couldn't do anything about Yang Xiaole. The most important thing was that he didn't dare to offend Yang Xiaole now, for fear that he would anger Yang Xiaole and stage a "full martial arts show".
He is a businessman, that's right, and it's not that he can't afford that little money. The question is, if Yang Xiaole really takes away 100 million, what will outsiders think if word gets out? Is the Zhong Group just a softie?
Are you so easy to bully? If someone says you can give me 100 million, just give me 100 million? Isn’t this too easy to talk to?
It's not a matter of giving, it's not a matter of not giving. For a moment, Zhong Shiren didn't know what to do, but he was not willing to obediently take out 100 million like this.
"Mr. Zhong, do you still want to go outside to enjoy the cool weather?" Yang Xiaole asked.
Zhong Shiren was trembling all over. Want to enjoy the cool air? Of course he didn't want to, not even to death. If he really had to go out, he would rather die.
Getting up from the ground, Zhong Shiren made a prompt decision and gave Yang Xiaole the money. A good man would not suffer the immediate loss. Nothing is more important than his own safety. The money can be earned back.
Soon, a cash check of 100 million came to Yang Xiaole. Yang Xiaole smiled and flicked the check with his hand, "Haha, thank you Mr. Zhong. If nothing happens, we will leave. If Mr. Zhong wants to hit me again in the future,
Beauty salon, I hope you can tell me in advance, and of course, I hope you can prepare the money."
Zhong Shiren wanted to curse loudly when he heard this. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people. Are you still smashing them? Only fools can smash them. He obviously only lost a few million, but now he is being asked for 100 million. This is basically a huge profit.
Business, everyone will agree.
Yang Xiaole didn't care what Zhong Shiren thought. He put the check in his pocket and turned to Jiang Lirong and said, "Sister Rong, let's go."
Jiang Lirong nodded, "Okay, you wait first."
Yang Xiaole looked at Jiang Lirong in confusion, thinking, what else does she want to do? She has received the money, does she want to rip off the vote again?
Yang Xiaole was shocked by this idea. At this moment, she saw Jiang Lirong walking towards Zhong Shiren, reaching out and giving Zhong Shiren a few slaps.
Jiang Lirong's ferocity frightened Yang Xiaole and others. Oh dear, this girl is really cruel. After a few slaps, Zhong Shiren's old face suddenly became red and swollen, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Although he was beaten, Zhong Shiren still couldn't react. He was stunned there. He never dreamed that this woman would hit him.
"Son of a bitch, do you know how badly I was hurt by you? In the past, I would have killed you." After beating the person, Jiang Lirong said some harsh words again.
When Yang Xiaole saw Zhong Shiren's red and swollen face, he thought it must be painful, right? He must never offend this woman in the future, he didn't want to be slapped in the mouth by Jiang Lirong.
"Little brother, let's go, let's go celebrate." Jiang Lirong hugged Yang Xiaole's arm, and Yang Xiaole had been beaten, and the sullenness in her heart had almost been vented.
Yang Xiaole nodded numbly, glanced at Zhong Shiren behind him from the corner of his eye, and then followed Jiang Lirong away.
"Sister Rong, why did you hit him?" After leaving the Zhong Group, Yang Xiaole finally couldn't help but ask. He wanted to know why.
"No reason, just because I want to hit him."
"..." Yang Xiaole was speechless. Isn't this woman too bad? She just beats her whenever she wants? And it's for no reason? Damn it.
"That old bastard should have been beaten. Now I regret that I hit him lightly just now. Instead of using my mouth, I should have smashed him to death with my fist or an ashtray or something like that."
"..." Yang Xiaole remained silent, and even shrank his neck, obediently, and made up his mind that he would never mess with this woman in the future.
"Little brother, do you think my sister is fierce?" Jiang Lirong asked as if she could see through Yang Xiaole's thoughts.
Yang Xiaole was a little embarrassed by the question. She touched her nose in embarrassment and said with a smile: "No, Sister Rong, that bastard Zhong Shiren should be beaten."
"Well said, by the way, don't talk about me, what about you? What's the matter with you? Letting go of the other party so easily? This is not like your character."
"Me? Haha, what else am I dissatisfied with? I've earned him tens of millions, and I'm satisfied." Yang Xiaole said.
Jiang Lirong smiled and said: "In other words, I thought you might have really thrown Zhong Shiren down just now, right?"
"That was before, but it's different now. We are no longer national security personnel and can't mess around. What's more, the matter has just been settled. If I cause trouble again now, it will definitely embarrass those people and make them lose face."
"Haha, when did my cute little brother become so considerate of others? I can't believe it." Jiang Lirong giggled.
"I always think about others, okay? That's why I killed him severely as compensation for us. I did this not for money, but for face."
"Anyway, it's over now, and we're relieved today, what's the show next? Sister, I'm really not used to becoming a homeless person all of a sudden." After losing her job, Jiang Lirong always felt empty in her heart, which made her
Very unaccustomed.
"Of course there is a program, but now we have to go to the bank." Yang Xiaole said. He now has to give her the 10 million that belongs to Jiang Lirong. He just said in Zhong Shiren's office that each person will have 10 million for loss compensation.
In fact, if Jiang Lirong agreed, even if he gave her the 100 million check, he would never feel heartbroken, but he knew that Jiang Lirong would not accept it no matter what.