"Master Ye Han is proud and arrogant, and he also likes to study gambling! So Mr. Shi Zhijian sent him to Las Vegas in the United States for further study!"
The sound became louder and louder, and everyone could hear it clearly.
"How is that possible?" Everyone, look at me and I look at you.
Everyone knows who Ye Han is!
He had just won the equity of Macao Entertainment Company and became the president of the company! At a time when he was so majestic and in the limelight, how could he be defeated by Shi Zhijian without saying a word and even be sent to the United States!
Not to mention these people, even Zhou Jinhui, who presided over the meeting on behalf of He Daheng, was slightly stunned and stimulated by these words.
"Who are you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Everyone started shouting.
The bald man suddenly felt an ominous sign.
Yan Xiong's eyes were sharp, he pointed at those people one by one and said word by word: "You are not even worthy of being Mr. Shi's dog!"
Those who had yelled at Yan Xiong before were shrinking their heads and acting like turtles, for fear that Yan Xiong would come after them.
"And you, your surname is Chu, isn't it? The Chu family in Macau is very prestigious, but no matter how prestigious it is, it was in the past! You have a real estate business in Hong Kong. If Mr. Shi sneezes, your real estate business will be over. I believe it is
Don’t believe it?”
"Yan, do you have the guts to say it again?!"
The bald man looked at Yan Xiong and felt that he was very funny. It was still raining outside in the middle of the night, and Yan Xiong wanted to call Thailand to bankrupt his business? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Looking at Yan Xiong again, he smiled and said, "That's right, I am the dog beside Mr. Shi Zhijian!"
Yan Xiong pointed at one of them and said: "Your surname is Guo, right? You are in the hotel business! You also have several hotel chains in Hong Kong, so do you believe that Mr. Shi can bankrupt your hotel with just one sentence?"
The bald man originally stood up to show off, but now he seized the opportunity and said with a slap on his chest: "Yan Xiong, who are you trying to scare? Are you acting? I really thought that since I was Shi Zhijian's lackey, I could do whatever I wanted, and even made phone calls.
, and you made me bankrupt - I will ruin your mother!"
The bald man sneered: "You can dream!"
step!
Two steps!
Yan Xiong stared at the other person's eyes: "What's your surname?"
Zhou Jinhui pinched his chin, the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
With a loud bang, the scene exploded!
This sentence is not very harmful, but very insulting!
After all, these Chinese businessmen in Macau are well-known figures in this small area of Macau. Now they are looked down upon by Yan Xiong. Who wouldn't be angry?!
A bald Chinese businessman stood up and pointed at Yan Xiong and said: "Yan Xiong, what do you mean by saying this? With Shi Zhijian's powerful power, how can he suppress us?"
"Well, I'm sure! I'm really looking for you!"
Before the man could finish speaking, Yan Xiong looked at him sharply, and the man couldn't help but shudder.
The Chinese businessman named Chu coughed and did not dare to answer.
As Yan Xiong said just now, Macau is so small that Chinese businessmen like them do a lot of business in Hong Kong.
"Bold Yan Xiong!"
Yin Zhiju couldn't help but leaned into Zhou Jinhui's ear and said: "This Yan Xiong doesn't look stupid, but he dares to brag like this? I really thought he was so sharp!"
As soon as the short and fat man entered the room, he clasped his fists and made a bow to everyone: "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet! I'm Yan Xiong, please give me your advice in the future!"
Someone walked over and answered the phone suspiciously. Then his expression became strange and he looked at the bald man and said: "You - your phone!"
Yan Xiong's gaze once again passed over everyone's faces. No one in the crowd who was originally filled with indignation dared to look at him.
Yan Xiong smiled and walked towards the man with his hands behind his back.
He can kill them all by sneezing or stamping his feet.
The proud look on the bald man's face froze, "Are you sure?"
Yan Xiong's smile became even weirder, "Dreaming? It seems like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!" He immediately snapped his fingers and ordered his subordinates: "Call to Thailand. You know exactly what to do!"
On such a rainy night, the phone ringing was particularly harsh.
"Damn it!" the bald man was furious.
Yan Xiong casually snapped his fingers, and someone immediately came up to him and whispered something in his ear.
Three or four steps!
The bald man was frightened, took a step back and pointed at Yan Xiong with a serious expression: "What do you want?"
"My last name...ahem, what do you care about my last name?" the bald man said warily.
In public, in front of so many big Chinese businessmen in Macau, Yan Xiong, one of the four most powerful detectives in Hong Kong, actually took the initiative to admit that he was a lackey around Shi Zhijian. Suddenly the entire conference room became silent, and everyone looked at each other.
, I can’t guess whether Yan Xiong is really shameless or is proud of it.
Yan Xiong didn't give him a chance: "The more disgusting thing is yet to come! Don't think that I don't know that your fruits are imported from Thailand. Then believe it or not, I will just call Thailand and let you go without Mr. Shi's intervention."
Business goes bankrupt?”
"Tell me one more thing," Yan Xiong looked at everyone with a smile and looked at Zhou Jinhui: "You represent Mr. He, right? To be honest, except for a small number of people here, most of the rest -"
"Uh, Yan Xiong?"
"Four Great Detectives Yan Xiong?"
"Yes, Master Yan!"
Others also felt that Yan Xiong was pretending, but unfortunately this time he went too far.
Everyone looked at the bald man collectively, focusing on him.
But they soon knew the answer.
Everyone heard the sound and looked towards the door, only to see a short, fat man in a straight suit walking in from outside the conference room. Behind him were two rows of men in black, one with a sturdy build and a bulging waist.
Facing the angry crowd, Yan Xiong smiled slightly and continued to point at the guys: "So what if I tell you one more time? If you want to hear me tell it ten times, you can! You know, you think you can be the king in Macau.
In fact, you are all the weaklings Mr. Shi calls you! Don’t refute—"
But there are also brave men among these Chinese businessmen.
"Isn't he the one next to Shi Zhijian..."
"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth! And it's me who sent Master Ye on his way! By the way, Master Ye is grateful for this, saying that he should live and learn!"
As we all know, Hong Kong is like Shi Zhijian in the world!
"Uh, you-" the Chinese named Guo was speechless.
He dragged his legs and walked over.
Yan Xiong smiled and stared at the bald man again: "Oh, I thought you were some big shot, but you turned out to be a fruit seller!"
The word "mother" was just cursed——
Jingle bell bell!
The conference room phone rang.
When passing by Yan Xiong, Yan Xiong took out a cigar and bit it in his mouth, struck a match and said without even looking at him: "Hold on! Do you want me to call a taxi for you?"
The bald man paused, snorted and walked towards the phone.
Everyone looked at him.
The bald man took the phone, listened, and then——
Plop!
Fainted to the ground!
At this time, Yan Xiong had already lit the cigar, put out the match and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Call me a white car!"
