Ye Chen looked at the second-year middle school boy across from him and felt a little depressed. Who was he provoking?
If the other party was a middle-aged man, Ye Chen might actually hit him with one punch, but for such a young fool, he really didn't want to conflict with the other party.
Middle-aged people are very accurate when it comes to their moves. People of this age will make deadly moves without considering the consequences.
"Brother, you can insult my character, call me rude, call me poor, it doesn't matter."
Ye Chen spread his hands and said, "But you can't insult my eyes. I really don't like women of this kind."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Mr. Zhao suddenly burst into laughter, "You pretend, keep pretending! I have to say, you are pretending to be very impressive. If you didn't even have anything to put money on, I would almost believe you!"
"Oh, Mr. Zhao, look at this poor guy, he actually insulted me! I don't care, but he slapped you in the face!"
The red-haired woman said coquettishly.
"Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to deal with this poor guy."
Mr. Zhao comforted the red-haired woman, and then said to Ye Chen, "I'm here to play today, and I don't want to waste time. You insulted my woman and slapped me in the face. You have two choices now."
"First, kneel here and apologize to us. When we come out after having fun, let you go before you leave!"
"Second, if I break one of your legs, I'll pay for the medical expenses!"
"Choose!"
The other party's reluctance made Ye Chen a little impatient. He walked up to the other party and patted the other party's weak shoulder: "Young man, with your body, are you sure you can beat me?"
"Hahahaha! What are you?
I don’t need to take action myself to hit you, see for yourself how many people are behind me!”
Ye Chen followed Mr. Zhao's hand and saw seven or eight young gangsters holding wine bottles in their hands, looking at him with mocking expressions.
Obviously, these are Mr. Zhao's people.
"how?
Are you scared?"
Mr. Zhao let go of the red-haired woman, "A poor guy like you who needs to use the booth when you go out to play can't imagine what it feels like to have someone following behind you, right?"
"You mean, these people are following you because they are rich?"
Ye Chen asked.
"It can be said that there is no other way. I just have a lot of money. With more money, I have more friends. Kneel down before me and don't waste time! Otherwise, these friends of mine can break your legs directly!"
Mr. Zhao shouted.
"Do you believe I can get these people to give you a bottle of wine?"
Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Hahahaha! You didn't fucking wake up, did you?
They are my people, they eat my food and wear my clothes, do you understand?
Listen to you?
Why do you do that?"
"I'm richer than you!"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him burst out laughing.
"Is this person crazy? He actually said that he is richer than Mr. Zhao!"
"Mr. Zhao's company is the largest clothing factory in Qingping City!"
"That is, if you are really a big shot, how can you make Young Master Zhao still be so kind after scolding him for so long?"
Mr. Zhao's arrogance became even higher when he heard the words around him: "You don't want to choose, right?
Okay, brothers, break his legs!"
Just when the gangsters behind were about to rush up, a loud shout came from not far away: "What are you doing, stop it!"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was Gao Yuan!
At this time, Gao Yuan was so anxious that he almost jumped up when he heard that Ye Chen had been stopped!
If this fool here hurts even half of Ye Chen's hair, the contract worth hundreds of millions between them will be ruined!
Gao Yuan pushed aside the crowd, pointed at the gangsters holding wine bottles and yelled: "I wonder which of you dares to move?"
"Who the hell are you?"
Mr. Zhao asked dissatisfiedly.
"Who the hell do you care who I am! Apologize to Mr. Ye quickly! You're out here even before your hair is fully grown. If your dad knew who you offended, he'd have his legs broken!"
Gao Yuan shouted angrily.
“I’m going to fuck you, old man, I’m giving you face, right?
Do you know who my dad is?"
Mr. Zhao felt very humiliated by being scolded like this and immediately became dissatisfied.
Gao Yuan wanted to continue reasoning, but Ye Chen stopped him and said, "Mr. Gao, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just a bunch of kids. I'm not as familiar with them. By the way, lend me your wallet."
Gao Yuan was stunned for a moment and handed over his wallet containing money.
Ye Chen took it over and opened it. It was full of cash.
He walked up to the group of gangsters, took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the person in the front: "One thousand, slap him in the face!"
"Impossible! I am absolutely loyal to Mr. Zhao!"
"two thousand!"
"If I promise you, I won't be human!"
"Three thousand!"
"find someone else!"
"four thousand!"
"I'm not that kind of person!"
"Five thousand!"
"I'm really not that kind of person!"
"No more ink marks, ten thousand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man was stunned and numbly took the thick wad of banknotes. He looked up at Ye Chen with clearly fiery eyes: "Don't worry, I will beat him until he looks like a human!"
Ye Chen smiled knowingly and said to the others: "You all have a share."
Then, ten thousand to ten thousand banknotes were stuffed into the hands of these gangsters.
Mr. Zhao was already panicking. No matter how wealthy he was, he couldn't throw out ten thousand yuan!
Not to mention him, even Gao Yuan on the side felt a little pain in his body, but it was not easy to get sick.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Mr. Zhao looked at the gangsters slowly walking towards him and suddenly panicked, "I'm telling you..."
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, the gangsters he brought gave him a slap in the face. The people behind him swarmed up and directly pushed Mr. Zhao to the ground and beat him.
"No, I was wrong!"
"Brother, let me go, don't slap me in the face!"
"Ah it hurts!"
"Let me go, ah, let me go!"
The red-haired woman next to her was almost scared to pee when she saw this situation. She quietly sneaked away behind, but Ye Chen grabbed her and said, "It's so unkind to let your man get beaten alone!"
Saying that, Ye Chen pushed her in front of the gangster: "Let me beat you together!"
Immediately afterwards, the red-haired woman's screams sounded one after another.
A few minutes later, the red-haired woman and Mr. Zhao, who had been beaten into pig heads, were lying on the ground, unable to cry!
"Boy, you can play around with a dirty woman like this, but if you are serious, others will only think there is something wrong with your brain."
After saying that, Ye Chen walked out of the ballroom without caring about what happened next. Anyway, Gao Yuan would finish it off for him.
"Mr. Zhao, it hurts!"
The woman in red moaned softly.
"I love you so much. If it weren't for you, a bitch, how could I be like this?
If you fucking show up in front of me again, I will sell you to Africa!"
…
After returning to the hotel, Ye Chen directly called Lan Zhou.
"Let me ask you something, do you know anyone who is a food raw material processing factory?
It’s best if the business is not so good!”
"I think we know each other. What's wrong? What do you want to do?"
Lan Zhou asked curiously.
"The reason why the Qingping Chamber of Commerce is so difficult to break up is that when any of the food factories encounters trouble, they will pool their funds to face the crisis together."
"So if you want to defeat them, you must find a way to lock their funds!"