Several people nearby suddenly burst into laughter, and someone muttered: "Who did you think it was? It turns out they are here to blackmail you. They really have all kinds of stuff!"
The middle-aged man still smiled and patted Jiang Zhihao on the shoulder and said: "Brother, please give me some face. Let's talk about something in the future."
Jiang Zhihao looked at him with a smile, but had no intention of leaving.
The middle-aged man was a little unhappy. I've given you money and face, so why are you still waiting?
Someone next to me said, "Hey, if you have nothing to do, just leave. We still have work to do."
"Who told you I was leaving?" Jiang Zhihao asked.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened and he said: "Brother, you are in a bad situation. I have given you enough face, what else do you want."
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see how you work." Jiang Zhihao replied.
"He's so shameless, isn't he! Brothers, fuck him!" The man whose wrist was held by Jiang Zhihao just now shouted.
And the other people did exactly what he said, picking up benches, sticks, etc., and surrounded Jiang Zhihao with ill intentions.
The middle-aged man was the project manager of the construction site. He did not stop the others, but stood aside and sneered.
It's not like we haven't encountered someone pretending to be a big shot on a construction site to extort money. Usually, they just give him some money and send it away. If he encounters someone who is greedy, he won't give him any more face.
If you don't know why the flowers are so red, you won't know how dangerous society is.
No matter what kind of cat or dog you are, if you come here to find trouble, you are asking for trouble!
Facing the upcoming siege from these people, Jiang Zhihao was not afraid. With his skills, it would be difficult for three or five people to get close to him.
Although these people still had weapons in their hands and were more dangerous, Jiang Zhihao had already heard the sound of speeding cars coming from behind.
Along with the harsh sound of brakes, Dong Qingyun's voice sounded: "Mr. Jiang!"
Before the car stopped, Dong Qingyun quickly ran out of the car.
When he came to Jiang Zhihao and saw that those people were holding murderous weapons, Dong Qingyun's face suddenly darkened and he said: "What are you doing! Put down your things for me!"
When these people faced Jiang Zhihao, they were extremely arrogant, but in front of Dong Qingyun, they immediately put on flattering and flattering smiles.
"Mr. Dong, why are you here? Do you know this person?" The middle-aged project manager hurried over and complained first, saying: "This gentleman wants to blackmail us. Of course, this may be a misunderstanding. Since it is
I don’t know much about Mr. Dong. Come on, come and sit inside.”
However, when Dong Qingyun heard what he said, he had no intention of entering the room and sitting down. He directly kicked the man in the stomach and cursed: "Fuck you, Mr. Jiang will blackmail you? What do you think?"
What a fool!"
The middle-aged project manager was kicked straight back. If the people behind him weren't holding him up, he would have sat down on the ground.
He was a little panicked and ignored the pain in his stomach from being kicked. When he was about to explain, he saw Dong Qingyun bow deeply to Jiang Zhihao and said apologetically: "Mr. Jiang, although I don't know what happened.
But this is all my fault. If you want to be angry, you can whip me!"
Everyone was stunned when they saw Dong Qingyun's look like he was waiting to be slapped.