Others don’t know Pique, but Zhang Weiming can’t know much more.
Just last night, it was because of Pique's appearance that Zhang Weiming bought the most expensive order in his life, and he was so distressed that he was almost bleeding.
Seeing Pike again at this moment, Zhang Weiming didn't care about who should pay for the golden roe yesterday, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Pike, do you still remember me? I am Zhang Weiming who had dinner with you last night!
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After saying that, Zhang Weiming said to several followers a little proudly: "This is Mr. Pique, the boss of the Golden Coast Purple Shirts.
You should know what this means, right?”
When the program team came here to film, they also inquired about the local situation and reminded all staff that certain people and things must not be touched, otherwise no one would be able to protect them.
The Purple Shirts and Pique even mentioned their names many times. Every staff member was repeatedly told to not provoke the Purple Shirts in the Golden Coast area, nor should they be angry with a person named Pique.
Otherwise, you will have to die.
At this moment, Pique, the legendary person, appeared in front of everyone, and seemed to know Zhang Weiming. The followers were all happy and thought that Brother Ming was amazing and even the local local snakes were familiar! Pique glanced at Zhang Weiming,
He said coldly: "Of course I remember you, Zhang from China, I came to find you."
"Mr. Pique, what advice do you have?"
Zhang Weiming asked.
“The Hilton Hotel is an industry that the Purple Shirts takes care of. I heard you are bringing people there to make trouble today.
Why, are you not giving Zishan Jun face or not giving me Pique face?"
Pique asked with a cold smile on his face.
"Well?
This is a misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I don’t know that it is your territory!”
When Zhang Weiming heard this, his face turned pale.
Give him another hundred courages, and he would not dare to attack the Zishan Army's territory.
Heaven and Earth testify, he didn't think so much at that time, and he was determined to catch Penny for a bounty, and he had never inquired about such a thing.
"Misunderstand?
OK, it’s a misunderstanding for the time being, but you made the hotel room mess and caused a negative impact. Did you think about it without doing any compensation?"
Pique asked.
"No, no, I don't mean that.
But… the things were broken by the girl in the room, it has nothing to do with me.”
Zhang Weiming said in a trembling voice.
"Oh, are you shirking responsibility now?
Why did I hear that it was you who broke into the room with five burly men, and what happened later."
Pique said coldly, "It seems that you are not very honest.
Do I need some means to let you recall what happened at that time?”
In order to set off the atmosphere created by Pik, the man in black behind him took out several murderous weapons from his body.
Daggers, sticks, stun guns, and even a saw that makes people shudder.
"No, no!"
Zhang Weiming said in shock, "I will compensate you, I will compensate you, how much do you say, I will compensate you."
Pick immediately smiled and said, "That's right. Since you admit your mistakes and are willing to take responsibility, we are still good friends, don't you?"
While speaking, he enthusiastically hugged Zhang Weiming's shoulder.
Zhang Weiming was flattered and said repeatedly: "Of course we are good friends."
His followers had their faces turned pale.
good friend?
It's a good kid! Pique hugged Zhang Weiming and said to his subordinates: "You calculate the loss and report the amount to Mr. Zhang.
Believe me, he is a very rich Chinese star and will definitely not default on it.
Yes?"
In the last few words, Pike exerted a little force, making Zhang Weiming unable to breathe.
Someone took out his cell phone, reported the accounts one by one, and finally calculated the total number and handed it to Pique.
Pique glanced at it and said disapprovingly: "That's the only thing?
It's much less than I thought. My dear friend, this number must be without any problem for you."
Zhang Weiming asked with a relaxed breath: "How many?"
Pique smiled and said, "1.24 million, euros."
"What?"
Zhang Weiming was shocked, "How come there are so many?"
"You must have some misunderstanding of the meaning of the word "many". This amount of money is not much for you to me, right?
And every account is clear, why, do you think I'm blackmailing you?"
Pique said very unhappy.
Of course, Zhang Weiming thought Pique was a blackmail, but he did not dare to say too much when he fell into Pique's hands. He could only say timidly: "I don't mean that, I just think that there were not so many broken things at that time, right?
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You can book the entire hotel for more than one million euros! Not to mention that they only smashed one room, even if they smashed a floor, they wouldn't have enough money! "Well, there are really few broken things.
But the oil painting you smashed was the original work of Dali, worth 400,000 euros.
The vase you broke is an antique from Jingdezhen, Huaxia, worth 300,000 euros.
The carpet you made is from the masterpieces of Turkish handicraft art masters, worth 200,000 euros.
There are also some other piecemeal brand decorations, totaling 200,000 euros.
In addition, the reputation losses you caused to Hilton Hotel are about 100,000 euros.
Finally, the room redecoration and cleaning costs 40,000 euros.
Total 1.24 million euros, no point."
Pique said with a smile.
Zhang Weiming was so surprised that his chin almost hit his feet.
It's simply nonsense.
The painting hanging on the hotel wall is obviously a copy, but it is actually calculated based on the value of the authentic product?
And that vase, which is actually an antique, is obviously a grade of hundreds of dollars in a craft store! The carpet of a Turkish craftsman?
Oh, can those stitches be sewn by humans? They are made by sewing machines! As for the decoration of famous brands, even if they are famous brands, they are not worth 200,000 euros! If this is not a blackmail, there will be no bad people in the world!
“What, do you think it’s expensive?
Alas, weren’t you very generous when you paid the bill yesterday?”
Pique asked.
Who is generous?
I was almost crying, okay? Zhang Weiming yelled in his heart, but he didn't dare to really yell.
"Anyway, you'd pay now, or you..." Pique's smile gradually faded.
Zhang Weiming's whole body trembled, and he secretly wanted to lose money or eliminate disasters.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door again, and several men in blue uniforms walked in.
As soon as he saw these people, Pique's face changed suddenly. He straightened his back and smiled: "Mr. Mendy, why are you here?"
Zhang Weiming was stunned and thought to himself what these people do, why are even gang bosses like Pique careful?
Could it be the guard?
But they don’t look like their uniforms! At this moment, the man named Mendy, who was leading the company, took out a document and shook his eyes at Zhang Weiming: “Are you Zhang Weiming?
I am Mendy, a tax officer of the Spanish Taxation Agency. Now I suspect that you have committed tax evasion and tax evasion. Please come back with us to investigate!”
Zhang Weiming opened his mouth wide and finally understood why Pique was also afraid of these people.
The Spanish Taxation Agency, they are more terrifying existences than gangsters!