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Chapter 579: Tear

The store was completely silent.

But the expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful.

Most of the guests watching the excitement looked at the young man sitting leisurely on the sofa with complicated expressions, with a hint of resentment flashing in their eyes from time to time.

The person squatting next to Wang Jin was Chang Hong, a woman from the She family with her back.

Even if you spend tens of millions, you may not be able to buy a stunning beauty with a smiling face. You have to think twice before speaking in front of Wang Jin.

Why does that kid?

Three and a half million is not much, and it is even less worth mentioning to Chang Hong.

The answer is already clear.

Someone soon figured out the key and left the store as if they were running away with their female companion.

It seemed that he was afraid of being hated by Wang Jinji for leaving late.

Unfortunately, some people cannot escape.

All the store employees, including the manager, wanted to shrink their heads into their chests at this moment, like eggplants beaten by frost.

Especially the store clerk who took the lead in adding insult to injury just now. His face was pale and sweat began to break out on his forehead.

He didn't even dare to ask Wang Jin for mercy.

That kind of person is on a completely different level than the store clerks like them.

If you do those things yourself, the consequences will not be as simple as losing your job.

The power behind Chang Hong was well-known throughout Jiuchun, and no one was willing to offend such a giant for a small shop assistant.

He may have to change his life in another city.

In addition to those who cannot escape, there are also those who dare not escape.

For example, the Yangbu tribe.

He sat on the ground blankly, his face, which was originally pale due to loss of energy and blood, turned into a piece of paper.

The originally arrogant man was holding a messy card swipe in his hand, muttering to himself, as if he wanted to escape reality.

The female secretary shook his body gently, as if she couldn't figure out why the boss, who usually called himself Jiuchun Overlord, was frightened into being like this.

"Physical discomfort?"

The young man sitting on the sofa spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as ever, but Yang Buzhu was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

"No, no."

The Yang Bu clan shook their heads like rattles, their voices trembling a little.

He was afraid that Wang Jin wanted to find any reason to kill himself.

"That's okay, otherwise you wouldn't be able to sign."

Wang Jin nodded and spoke softly.

Almost as he spoke, the manager, who was originally indifferent, handed over a slightly modified contract.

A variety of dessert fruit plates were also handed over, almost filling the coffee table.

Completely opposite to the initial attitude.

Xiao Hui shook his head happily and started eating slowly.

"ah..."

The Yangbu tribe had a grimace on their faces and their whole bodies were trembling.

If he could go back in time, he would definitely give himself a few big words a few minutes ago.

Three and a half million doubled ten times, which is 35 million.

He had worked hard for so many years with the money from demolition, and he had made a fortune while his family was in ruins. His net worth was only over 40 million.

Three million is too much for him, and thirty million is basically bankrupt.

Not only did his business close down, he also had to pay a lot of liquidated damages.

This life is over.

"I..."

Yang Buzu's eyes turned red instantly. He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but was met with Chang Hong's cold eyes.

He must sign.

The Yangbu people had no room for resistance and could only allow themselves to be slaughtered by the other party.

The only thing that can save him is...

"Mr. Sun, Master Sun, please save me, please save me."

The Yang Bu tribe was a little embarrassed when speaking, but they still turned to look at Sun Tiezui.

That's his only hope.

Sun Tie's eyes were narrowed after being called, and the breath all over his body was a little unsteady.

He has been a Feng Shui master for so many years, and the connections he has accumulated cannot be underestimated.

Although he has little money, he can still be regarded as a guest by many big shots.

But he didn't dare to provoke Chang Hong, let alone the She family.

It is said that it is a force composed of more than a dozen Liuxian, and Old Master She is a figure who has never seen the beginning or end of the dragon.

The young man in front of him obviously knew Mr. She, which is why Chang Hong took him so seriously.

But... other than that, Wang Jin is just an ordinary high school student.

In front of him, Sun Tiezui, he was not enough.

As long as Wang Jin is quietly eliminated, everything will be solved.

Of course, if you do something blatantly, you will definitely be resented by the She family.

Fortunately, Sun Tiezui is very good at this.

So he secretly activated the magic method, and a faint pollution began to surge.

Unfortunately, in Yang Buyu's eyes, Sun Tiezui just stood there and did nothing.

This made his heart drop to the bottom again.

"Don't worry, I can't let you sign in vain."

Wang Jin smiled and handed the contract to Yang Buzhu, showing a kind smile.

"Huh...Okay, I'll sign."

No matter how reluctant Yang Buzhu was, he couldn't shirk it anymore.

You can come back after all your wealth is gone, but if your life is gone, it is really gone.

The She family crushed him to death, just like crushing a small insect to death.

So Yang Buzhu threw away the female secretary and signed his name on the contract with trembling hands.

Thirty-five million, just gone.

The moment he put down his pen, Yang Buzhu collapsed and fell to the ground, seemingly losing all his strength.

"Thirty-five million in hand."

Wang Jin smiled and handed the contract to Shi Baibai.

The car was in Shi Baibai's name, and the money he got from transferring it was also his.

The little fat man hasn't reacted yet, sitting there like a stone sculpture.

He knew that Wang Jin had a close relationship with the She family, and he once personally stuffed Wang Jin and the eldest daughter of the She family into the same bed.

But Shi Baibai never imagined that this specialty store was opened by the She family, let alone that Wang Jin had such a high status in the She family.

He was obviously a good brother who usually drank porridge and cooked vegetables with him, but suddenly he stuffed tens of millions into his arms.

This feels so strange.

"Wang Jin, brother, accept this love from you."

Shi Baibai sighed and took the contract.

"But I can't accept this money."

"oh?"

Wang Jin looked at Shi Baibai with a smile, his eyes a little more appreciative.

The premise for his acceptance of 35 million was that "Yang Buzhu spent money to buy back his fortune from Wang Jin," which meant that what Sun Tiezui said was correct.

Admitting this is equivalent to admitting that Shi Baibai is cheating and talking nonsense.

He will no longer be a Feng Shui master.

But would anyone really give up tens of millions for a reputation?

The answer is obvious, Shi Baibai is this kind of person.

It's not that Wang Jin didn't expect this, but he still gave the choice to Shi Baibai.

First, some things can only be said by the parties involved themselves.

Secondly, Wang Jin also wanted to see what kind of person Shi Baibai was.

The Plush Sect has grown bigger and bigger, and its expenditures have gradually increased.

It's time for someone to take charge of the accounts.

"Compared with the money, I still like the car given by my brother."

The little fat man smiled slightly, facing everyone's astonished eyes, and tore the contract in his hand into pieces.

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