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Chapter 441 Which dead person made up stories

"Master Du, I'm really sorry, that watch was really customized by someone else." The boss looked apologetic. The owner was sitting in the VIP room inside, so how could he give it to someone else.

"Young master, you're talking nonsense. It's been a few years. If someone else had ordered it, they would have taken it away long ago. We, Mr. Du, would think we were stupid."

Mr. Du's face darkened. The boss had been using this rhetoric for several years.

If that were the case, the watch would have been taken away long ago, so how could it be kept until now?

In recent years, many people have stared at this watch, and it has almost become a special existence in the circle of rich second-generation people.

If anyone can own this watch, he will be the envy of everyone in the circle.

He heard that recently there were several well-known rich second generations who were preparing to jointly put pressure on the boss here to buy the watch, so he had to get it today.

"Really, the watch belongs to Yang Shaoding," the boss said.

"Young Master Yang, which Young Master Yang?" Mr. Du sneered. As far as he knew, there was only one Young Master Yang in Yanjing, and that was Yang Bei of the Yang family, but he had died long ago.

At that time, Yang Bei was indeed in the limelight in Yanjing, surpassing all the rich second generation. At that time, he could only flatter Yang Bei in front of him.

But it's a pity that the beauty of the tree will be destroyed by Lin Feng. Yang Bei was too flamboyant back then and ended up dead without a whole body.

Use a dead person to fool him, just like a ghost.

"Of course it's Yang Bei from the Yang family." the boss said.

"Haha, there's a limit to how you can tell stories, okay? Yang Bei's pretentious person has been killed long ago. I said back then that pretending to be pretentious will be struck by lightning." The dog-legged man laughed.

"Those are just rumors. Have any of you seen Mr. Yang's body or attended his funeral?" the boss asked.

His words really confused Mr. Du and the others. After all, Yang Bei did die inexplicably back then and never appeared again.

Of course there are people who know the inside story, but they are not included.

Moreover, that matter involved the faces of two huge families, so they were naturally suppressed.

Yang Bei's death brought this matter to a complete end, and no one mentioned what happened back then.

"Young Master, you are fooling me with that boy Yang Bei. If he is still alive, why didn't he show up?" After coming back to his senses, Du Shao shouted angrily. For a moment just now, he remembered the fear of being dominated by Yang Bei.

Back then, relying on his family's power, he offended Yang Bei and was almost killed.

In the end, it was his father, grandfather, uncle, and almost all the elders in the family who came forward to beg for mercy from the Yang family, and Yang Bei reluctantly let him go.

That matter has always been a deep fear in his heart. If this watch was really ordered by Yang Bei, it would have special meaning to him, and he would get it even more.

If you can keep Yang Bei's watch in your hands, you will definitely feel proud.

"It's true. Young Master Yang had already paid in full back then. I can't make the final decision on this matter." The boss said that now the price of the watch has increased several times.

"Why are you so ink? Even if it was him, he spent 100 million, right? I will pay 200 million." Du Shao said.

"That's really not possible!" The boss looked embarrassed.

"Fuck, you really don't take us seriously, do you? I'll give you one last chance. Either sell me your watch, or I'll have someone dismantle it. Aren't you just a watch seller? You really take yourself seriously.

It's over." Mr. Du snorted coldly and immediately issued an ultimatum.

"Young Master Du..." Before the boss could finish his words, he was controlled by several young men, "Young Master, you are talking nonsense."

Obviously, Mr. Du came prepared today and was determined to win.

"Master Du, listen to me, this watch really belongs to Yang Shaoding, and he is inside now." The boss had no choice but to use his trump card.

"What did you say?" Mr. Du couldn't help but tremble. If Yang Bei was really here, then he would be finished today.

"Really, if you don't believe me, go in and see for yourself." The boss said. He really had no choice but to take Yang Bei on his back.

"Fuck, you really think I'm afraid of that kid." Mr. Du snorted coldly, raised his feet and walked inside, and the others quickly followed.

"Young Master Yang, don't blame me. I'm just a little person. There are seniors above and juniors below. I really can't stand it anymore." The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, Yang Bei showed up today, otherwise he would really

About to run away.

As soon as Du Shao and others entered the VIP room, they saw a young man sitting on the sofa, stuffing snacks into his mouth, and a beautiful woman next to him. The two people's movements were basically the same. Naturally, it was Yang Biehe.

Anbeibei.

Yang Bei didn't want to get involved in the dispute between the second generation of rich people in Yanjing. He just wanted to wait for his boss to deal with it before going out. After all, he was here for important matters. If he got involved, it would be very troublesome.

After seeing Yang Bei, Mr. Du trembled slightly and said in horror: "Yang...Yang Bei, no, Mr. Yang Yang?"

Although many years have passed, Yang Bei's appearance has changed a little, but he still recognized it at a glance. This was the person who had his head under his feet back then.

"Who is it?" Yang Bei swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty and raised his head in confusion. Why did someone call him Mr. Yang again?

After Yang Bei raised his head, Du Shao became more and more convinced, almost losing his legs and kneeling on the ground. He was also stunned.

Is this dead man actually resurrected?

"You are Young Master Yang, you are not very good at all!" Goujizi took a step forward and looked Yang Bei up and down.

He had never met Yang Bei at all. After all, Yang Bei was at a level he couldn't reach back then.

"I am Yang Bei, but Mr. Yang doesn't dare to take it seriously!" Yang Bei said calmly. Needless to say, the other party must have admitted his mistake again.

"Tch, who do I think you are? It turns out he's just a coward." The dog-legged man chuckled lightly and said, "I heard that you ordered that watch. Now our Mr. Du has taken a fancy to it. If you're a wise man, you'll put it on the watch."

Give it to us, Mr. Du."

"That watch, if you like, just buy it." Yang Bei said lightly.

"Master Du, did you hear that? This guy agreed." The bastard immediately began to claim credit.

"What...what did you agree to?" Mr. Du came back to his senses and asked blankly.

"He agreed to give you the watch!" the dogleg repeated.

"Do you agree to give me the watch?" Du Shao looked at Yang Bei in disbelief.

"Completely agree!" Yang Bei nodded.

"I'm just telling you, this Young Master is just a coward." The loser said proudly.

"Why the hell are you talking to Mr. Yang?" Mr. Du's heart trembled, he raised his hand and slapped the dog's legs until stars appeared in his eyes.

"Master Du, why did you hit me?" The bitch was filled with grievances. He had made great achievements today.

"How dare you speak?" Mr. Du raised his hand and slapped him again. Yang Bei must have said something ironic.

Even though Yang Bei looks calm now, he will definitely be in trouble later.

Back then, Yang Bei used the calmest tone and said the most hateful words. He was a complete victim.


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