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Chapter 1050 Just bullying you

Nouo Village Village Committee.

After returning from Longcheng, Song Fugui seemed to have been given a shot in the arm. He cheered up again and stopped thinking about the treasures in the antique shop. He stopped thinking about the antique shop that had been handed down from his ancestors for many years. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work.

Dedicated to building a tourist area in Haomo Village.

"Bang!"

A loud noise called Song Fugui, who was carefully reviewing the documents, to make a decision. However, when Song Fugui saw the person walking in from outside the door, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Head of the Dong family, haven't you ever gone to school?

Didn't your teacher teach you when you were a child that when you enter someone else's room, you need to knock on the door politely first?"

Song Fugui snorted disdainfully.

The last time Dong Ping came here, Song Fugui humbly knelt down. That was because his side was indeed in the wrong and owed money to the Dong family. But now, the money has been prepared for the Dong family, and there is no need to look at the other party's face.

"Hmph! Song Fugui, you are just one of Li Erdan's dogs. You actually dare to talk to me, Dong Ping, like this, and you dare to teach me a lesson. I really don't know where you got the confidence from."

After Dong Ping finished speaking in a cold voice, he turned around and waved to the person behind him.

"Go, give this bitch a couple of slaps to help him improve his memory."

As soon as Dong Ping finished speaking, a strong man walked out from behind Dong Ping, walked up to Song Fugui in a few steps, and grabbed Song Fugui's collar.

"Dong Ping, what are you going to do?

Don't bully others too much."

Although Song Fugui is tall and looks like a sumo wrestler, he is just an ordinary person.

"Pap."

Two crisp slaps sounded instantly.

When he looked at Song Fugui, two big palm prints were instantly printed on his rosy face.

"You guys, you've gone too far to deceive others."

Song Fugui's eyes were filled with extremely angry flames.

"What kind of master is the same kind of lackey? That guy Li Erdan is so arrogant. I didn't expect that all the dog slaves he accepts are so arrogant. But it's a pity that pretending to be cool requires money. There are

If people in this city pretend to be cool, then they are really awesome. If they still show off if they have no ability, then they are really stupid."

From behind Dong Ping, a middle-aged man came over, looked at the angry Song Fugui, and said with disdain.

The middle-aged man was none other than one of the eight aristocratic families who had a grudge against Li Erdan. The Zhang family advocated the rejuvenation of the country.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Brother Zhang, what you said is quite truthful?

If you don't have the ability to show off, you are really stupid. I like this sentence. Brother Zhang, I would like to ask, is this Song Fugui the real stupid person you talk about?"

Dong Ping couldn't help laughing and said.

"Haha! Brother Dong Ping, not only is Song Fugui a real fool, but the owner of this dog slave is also a fool.

Li Erdan, this idiot, would have ended up like this today if he hadn't been acting cool everywhere. He was seriously injured by Shaolin masters and was hiding outside like a shrinking tortoise without daring to come back."

Dong Ping and Zhang Xingguo were chatting and laughing again, but they chose to ignore Song Fugui, who looked angry.

At this moment, Song Fugui's lungs were about to burst with anger. Burning anger was burning in his body, and he wanted to fight these two bastards in front of him.

Bear it, you must bear it. When Boss Erdan comes back, he will definitely take revenge on me.

After trying hard to calm down his breathing, Song Fugui sat on the chair in a different position under the surprised eyes of Dong Ping and Zhang Xingguo, picked up the water glass in front of him, and took a sip.

"Now that you two have said it, I, Song Fugui, am just a dog slave. Since I am a dog slave, and as the heads of two of the eight great families, I have the same experience as a dog slave. Don't you two feel that you have lost your status?"

Song Fugui, with a swollen face, looked at Dong Ping and Zhang Xingguo with disdain.

"Ouch! Song Fugui, I really didn't realize before that this fat guy like you is quite deep in the city and you can be considered a figure."

Zhang Xingguo sneered and said, but when he looked at Song Fugui, his contempt became much lighter.

"Fat Song, I, Dong Ping, do appreciate you as a fat guy, but it's a pity that you are with the wrong person."

Dong Ping said disdainfully.

"Hmph! I, Song Fugui, am not with the wrong person, so the head of the Dong family doesn't need to worry about it. Come out with the contract. My boss owes you the money from the Dong family, and I will transfer it to you now."

Song Fugui snorted coldly.

Dong Ping didn't say anything this time, and waved directly to the lawyer behind him, who immediately took out the contract documents.

Song Fugui, who took over the contract, observed it carefully and found nothing wrong at all. He immediately turned on his computer and transferred money to Dong Ping.

"Head of the Dong family, head of the Zhang family, the money my boss owes you has been transferred to you. I still have a lot of work to do, so I won't give it to you two. Please give it to you."

Song Fugui said coldly.

"Hahaha, Song Fugui, don't be in a hurry to see off guests like this. Our Dong family and your master have more than just one account to settle."

After Dong Ping finished speaking with a sneer on his face, he spoke lazily to the lawyer.

"Lawyer Zhang, show our other contract to Mr. Song."

Seeing the cat-and-mouse looks in Dong Ping and Zhang Xingguo's eyes, Song Fugui's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

I saw the one called Lawyer Zhang, slowly taking out a contract from his briefcase and handing it to Song Fugui. The corner of his mouth curled up and he said sarcastically.

"Mr. Song, I'm really sorry. I just got the wrong document. The contract you signed just now is just a copy. This contract is the real contract."

"Dong Ping, what on earth are you going to do?

You won't tell me that you are going to take this contract and get some money from me."

Song Fugui's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

Song Fugui also read the contract document carefully, but after all, Song Fugui was not a professional in this field, so it was not easy to distinguish the authenticity of the contract.

More importantly, Song Fugui would never have thought that the Dong family, one of the eight great aristocratic families, would actually commit such a shameless act.

"Hahaha, Fatty Song, isn't this nonsense you're talking about?

If we, the Dong family, don’t want to worry about you asking for a share of money, why should we make an extra contract? Isn’t this just a waste of taking off your pants and farting?”

Dong Ping laughed sarcastically.

"You, you, your Dong family bullies others too much, it's simply too shameless."

Song Fugui was going crazy at this moment. He had lost all his money and sold out all his ancestral antique shops. Now that the Dong family had done such a shameless act, wouldn't it mean that all his efforts were in vain? Song Fugui was immediately angry.

His whole body was shaking, his voice was trembling, and he was somewhat speechless.

"Too much bullying?

How about our Dong family bullying you Song Fugui?

You can bite me.

I just like the way you are now, you want to bite me to death, but you can't do anything to me."

After Dong Ping finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing wildly.


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