It's just time to go to work, and the Cantonese tea restaurant, which is usually crowded with people, has its doors closed and a sign indicating that it is closed.
A black Mercedes-Benz Maybach S450 ignored the no parking sign and parked directly at the door.
When several security guards came forward to dissuade him, Lu Fan pushed open the door and got out of the car. Without even looking at them, he strode to the door and opened the closed door of the restaurant.
In the empty hall, Liu Hu was the only one sitting on the Taishi chair, closing his eyes and meditating.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he subconsciously opened his eyes. The strong light coming from outside the door made his eyes narrow slightly. When he got used to the intensity of the light, he could clearly see the face of the figure standing in front of the door.
He quickly stood up and called out respectfully: "Mr. Lu."
Lu Fan didn't show any reaction to Liu Hu's sudden change of attitude. He just walked into the hall, moved a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Upon seeing this, Liu Hu hurriedly took out a lighter from his trouser pocket and trotted over to Lu Fan.
In front of him, help him light a fire and protect the wind.
Immediately, he stood aside and said nothing again in silence.
Lu Fan blew out a smoke ring and stared at Liu Hu in the smoke, his eyes cold, as if he was waiting for something.
Liu Hu looked stern, turned around quickly, took a thick red envelope that he had prepared in his hand, bowed and walked to Lu Fan and presented it with both hands.
"There is nothing much to say about the winner and the loser. This is a red envelope worth 200,000 yuan. On behalf of me, Liu Hu, I would like to make a small compensation to Mr. Lu and his frightened wife. I hope Mr. Lu can accept it with a smile."
Liu Hu lowered his head to his knees, but still held the red envelope high with both hands, hoping that Lu Fan would accept it.
He waited for a while and found that Lu Fan had no intention of accepting the money, and his face instantly became ugly.
Ever since he sent people to intercept Lu Fan that night but failed, Lu Fan single-handedly killed dozens of his men. Liu Hu had been in panic all day long. He couldn't even sleep well. He canceled all his schedules and stayed there.
At Guangju Building, wait for Lu Fan to come to the door in person.
He now knows very well that he is not Lu Fan's opponent at all, and he is not even qualified to be Lu Fan's opponent. If he hadn't taken Jiang He's father and daughter that day, I'm afraid he would have been a corpse in the grave now.
Bones, there is no chance that I will stand here and apologize to Lu Fan.
"The gold belt for murder and arson, the repair of bridges and roads, but no corpses. You have worked in Nandu for so many years and only then can you come up with such a small amount of money?" Lu Fan said calmly.