Shan Haining, who also came from a poor background, the first thing he did after becoming famous was to bully his comrades who were also poor like him. This shows that this man has no bottom line. The society may have given him some oppression, but this kind of
The oppression did not make him work hard and become the CEO of a listed group, but instead made him become the young man who lost his ears on that night when the snowflakes fell. From then on, they became the same kind of people.
At that time, layoffs were everywhere, and the only area that was not affected was the rural areas. After all, the family had land, and as long as they worked hard, they would not be hungry. But Shan Haining came, bringing a bulldozer, a pickaxe handle, and a piece of knives.
Isn’t your land for sale?
Okay, I won’t beat you or scold you. I will set up two water sprinkler trucks and pour two-tenths of the pesticide into your home at night, where your crops grow best!
If you want to watch, I will go back and find two blind people who will throw firecrackers and pour feces outside your yard. If they don’t scare you, I will scare your elderly and children!!
This very hooligan and disgusting method is almost no longer used now, but it worked really well at that time. The honest farmers were also relatively honest and could not afford to offend these plague gods. In less than half a month, the road section planned by the Ministry of Railways was successfully swept.
Qing Dynasty, what should Shan Haining, a hero, do?
I definitely can’t give you money, so I’ll give you some work!!
Shan Haining completely tackled this matter. Now that he has money, connections, and a decent identity, he is a representative of the District People's Congress, an outstanding entrepreneur in the city, the chairman of Ning Hui Construction Company, and the CEO of Night Paris Entertainment Company.
, this series of titles allowed Shan Haining to transform from a gangster to a wealthy businessman.
After listening to Zhankui's words, Pockmarked and I curled our lips and remained silent.
"I feel like he's quite shameless, don't you?" Zhan Kui's face turned rosy and he bared his teeth and asked us.
"Well, it's really shameless!" The pockmarked face nodded honestly.
"To tell you the truth, in fact, I have done all the shameless things he did!" Zhan Kui was silent for a moment and said slowly.
I was stunned for a moment, frowned, and asked with a smile: "Have you done this before?"
"Isn't this what the bastards are for? Just whisper to your opponent, I'm going to hack you to death!! Can he be afraid of you? Haha, we are different from you!" Zhan Kui drank.
Koujiu said again.
After listening to Zhankui's words, I nodded thoughtfully and did not refute. Indeed, I have followed Brother Xu since the day I came out. I have endured hardships, but I have never been particularly short of money. And the pockmarked face is even more strange.
, it is said that he has been around for such a long time and has never held a knife a few times. What he is good at is stabbing others.
Therefore, it is difficult for us to understand Shan Haining, and naturally we have no right to comment.
I drank with Zhankui until the evening, and then everyone dispersed. I had nothing to do, so I asked Ma Mian: "What are you going to do later?"
"...A girl asked me to go out," he said with a pockmarked face.
"Well, go ahead and cover your face. Don't scare others of irregular menstruation!" I scolded him with a smile.
"You don't understand. My most basic principle when looking for a girl is that when the two of us are having sex, we must stare at my face and shout, Brother Face! Brother Face!! Your face is so slippery...!"
"What a perverted way to play!" I was speechless.
"...Hey, you're right, my mentality is over now!" The pockmarked face was silent for a moment, sighed, and walked away desolately with his hands behind his back.
I looked at his back and felt very guilty. Fate has a way with people. I really didn’t expect that after all the hard work, the two of us could get together...
After a little emotion, I was ready to go home and go to sleep. My private life has always been very green and very healthy. In addition to smoking some cigarettes and drinking some wine, I don’t engage in prostitution, gambling, or drugs. I am almost a model of a good man. There are also people Call me Caesar Xuanzang.
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Hepburn Men's Shoes Company on the 11th floor of an office building in Shenyang.
"Didi, why don't you leave?" A middle-aged man in his thirties pushed open the glass door, walked to Liu Di's office, and asked with a smile.
"It's still early, I have nothing to do when I go back, let's check the latest shipment!" Liu Di was stunned for a moment, looked up at the middle-aged man, took off his glasses with a smile, stretched his waist lazily, and said slowly.
The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Di's graceful figure, paused for a moment, sat casually across from the desk, and said with bared teeth: "It's not a day's work. After today's work, I should be free tomorrow. I happen to be hungry. Let’s go have some food together?”
"...Forget it...I'm not too hungry, so I won't go!" Liu Di paused, smoothed his hair, and said sweetly while turning the pen with his little hand.
"Oh, don't be bored, let's go, let's go, I'm treating you, I won't kill you!" The middle-aged man joked, stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Di's arm, and said very enthusiastically.
"...Are you kidnapping?" Liu Di said with a helpless smile.
"I'm afraid you'll be so hungry that you'll feel like an iron man all day long!"
"Okay, okay!! I'll go with you, just in time to talk about the Foshan factory. Just wait for me for a while, and I'll change my clothes!" Liu Di stood up in desperation, smoothing her beautiful buttocks with both hands. Short skirt, raised his head and said something.
"Okay, go ahead!"
"...Then wait!" Liu Di simply cleared the table, then picked up his bag, opened the door to the dressing room inside, and walked in.
"At least half an hour, hey!" The middle-aged man said helplessly as he watched Liu Di enter. He walked around the room with his hands behind his back, then picked up a magazine on the shelf at the door and flipped through it absently. With.
...
"Tap tap...!"
Seven or eight people suddenly poured into the stairway on the first floor, all wearing caps and white woolen gloves. It was a hot day and they all wore coats.
"Which floor??" The leader turned around and asked.
"Room b221 on the 11th floor!!" Someone looked at the phone and replied.
"Go! Get up!"
As he spoke, seven or eight people took out a pickaxe handle from the silk bag and ran upstairs quickly. In a blink of an eye, everyone reached the 11th floor. The leading young man pushed open the security door and rushed in with the pickaxe handle.
"What are you doing??" A security guard came over with a key and was about to lock the door. When he saw this group of people, he was stunned for a moment and instinctively asked.
"Snapped!!!"
The leader raised his hand and slapped his mouth, which made the security guard stunned for a while, followed closely by a big hand and pinched his neck tightly.
"It's none of your business!! It's purely private revenge. Squat down, squat down, fuck your mother!" The figure holding the security guard, wearing a white mask, said with squinting eyes.
"Peng!!" The security guard was punched against the wall and looked at the security door in horror as several figures emerged one after another, holding pickaxe handles in their hands and trotting inside.
"Is this the place???" The leading figure banged his pickaxe handle twice on the ground, pointed at the plaque on Hepburn's men's shoes, and turned around to ask the people behind him.
“Yes, this is it!!”
"Smash it!!!" the leading young man roared, picked up the pickaxe handle, and smashed it against the transparent glass.
"Puff!!! Puff!!"
"Crash!!"
After three pickaxes went down, a glass door fell from the air with a crackle. Countless glass fragments flew into the hall, and everyone rushed in like jackals.