"Otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk."
"Grass!"
Chang Lian shouted angrily, waved his baseball uniform, and hit Su Changfeng on the head!
Snapped!
Su Changfeng slapped him and sent him flying out instantly!
Swish!
When the other bodyguards saw Su Changfeng attacking Long Face, they all swarmed to kill him.
But these bodyguards were like rubbish in front of Su Changfeng.
I saw Su Changfeng's figure flashing, his hand rising and falling with a knife!
Just ten seconds.
Everyone fell to the ground, with broken arms and legs, either fainting or wailing...
Su Changfeng walked up to the long face, knelt down and looked at him: "Go back and tell your aunt that I remember her."
"Also, you injured him and broke into pieces the door of Changge Company. You must pay compensation."
"Otherwise, no one of you will be able to leave here today."
Su Changfeng's voice was not loud, but it was like the god of death, making his long face tremble all over.
“…How much compensation do you want us to pay…?”
Chang Lian had never seen such a powerful person before, and Su Changfeng's strength had completely shocked him.
Su Changfeng stretched out a finger: "One number."
"One hundred thousand?" Long Face wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked cautiously.
Su Changfeng's eyes flashed.
"One hundred thousand? Send it to beggars?"
"Then...that's one million?" Long Face felt like vomiting blood.
Su Changfeng sneered: "Ten million!"
"...Ten million?" The long face turned green.
How the hell is this possible?
They are just the bodyguards of the Zheng family, how can they get so much cash.
But looking at Su Changfeng's behavior, if he can't get the money today, this matter will obviously not be settled.
He couldn't help but feel so regretful that his intestines were almost green.
Originally, he thought that today's matter was a good thing, and he wanted to come. But who would have thought that this was not a good thing, he was obviously here to die...
"...Mr. Su...we really can't afford so much money...do you think...can it be less?"
"One million, one million, we can still make up."
Su Changfeng glanced at him and sneered: "Well, I'll give you the Zheng family one day. Within one day, 10 million will be transferred to Changge Company's account."
"Otherwise, Zheng Antai should know the consequences!"
After saying that, Su Changfeng dialed the emergency number and called an ambulance.
Obviously, the ambulance was not called for Chang Lian and the others, but for Meng Yuan.
Fortunately, Meng Yuan's injury was not serious. After being sent to the hospital, after some treatment, he was finally fine. He just had a mild concussion and would recover after a period of recovery.
Su Changfeng also talked to Guo Jiahuai later and asked him to give Meng Yuan one million to recover from his injuries, and then give him another one million to reward him.
For such responsible employees, we must reward them well. We must not let others feel discouraged after their efforts.
After handling this matter, Su Changfeng walked into the company.
As soon as I walked into the company, I happened to bump into Song Qingge and others, who had just finished the meeting.
Seeing that two buttons were missing from Su Changfeng's clothes, Song Qingge asked curiously: "Changfeng, what happened to your clothes? Where did the buttons go?"
Su Changfeng glanced down and smiled: "Oh, it's okay, maybe it was accidentally scratched off."
He didn't want to tell her what happened just now, so as to save her from worrying about it.
This matter originally originated from him, and he would resolve it properly. Moreover, he also told the front desk and other people not to let them tell Song Qingge about this matter.
