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Chapter 639 Your rules count as a ball

Ning Feiyang settled them down, and Wu Han came over with Yuanyuan and Mengmeng.

After the two little girls saw Ning Feiyang, they also ran over, one on the left and one on the right, leaning on Ning Feiyang's body.

"Okay, okay, that's enough for you two. Uncle Feiyang will be on stage for a concert later, so don't interrupt." Wu Han said.

Ning Feiyang touched the noses of the two little girls, scratched them gently, and said, "Wait until uncle finishes the concert, then I can play with you, okay?"

"Okay." The two little girls were very sensible and agreed readily.

Wu Han took a step forward and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, your brother Han has something to do and can't come to the scene to cheer you on."

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? I'm very satisfied that you can come over. Brother Han is busy, I understand." Ning Feiyang said.

The Han family's status in the Magic City is so great that with Han Fei's status, it is impossible for him to appear on such an occasion.

There is still half an hour before the show starts, and almost all the audience has already taken their seats.

Ning Feiyang is also well prepared.

At this moment, Ding Wanqing walked into the dressing room in a panic.

"Boss, no, there's trouble here." Ding Wanqing said.

"What's wrong?" Ning Feiyang asked.

Everyone also came together.

"When I just went to the bathroom, a few gangster-looking people came over and blocked my way."

"They said they would charge a care fee, saying that they were taking care of this area, and no matter who came to hold a concert, they would have to pay the fee," Ding Wanqing said.

Sun Liangwen said: "There are such people. They are completely parasites. They will appear wherever celebrities attend events."

"These people know that celebrities don't dare to make trouble, especially before a concert, and they don't care. They usually ask for a sum of money."

"In this case, then give them a sum of money and send these people away quickly, without affecting the concert." Zhang Qiaoqiao reminded.

"I thought so too, and planned to give them thirty to fifty thousand. Who knew that these people would ask us for five hundred thousand," Ding Wanqing said.

Half a million?

"Are they crazy?" Charles opened his mouth in surprise, it was difficult for him to understand.

Lao Wang had already rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's not convenient for the boss to take action. I'll recruit a few people to teach them a lesson."

"Don't be impulsive, I'll go take a look." Ning Feiyang said.

"Boss, you'd better not go out. If they see you, they might get worse." Ding Wanqing said, "You'd better prepare for the concert wholeheartedly and don't make any mistakes."

Ning Feiyang gave her a comforting look and said, "It'll be okay."

They didn't dare to let Ning Feiyang pass by alone, so they all followed him. As expected, there were a few gangsters in front of the toilet door, and they looked very strong.

"Hey, the real owner has shown up, that's even better, no need to talk nonsense." The gangster at the head said, "Five hundred thousand, we will leave immediately."

"There are police outside." Sun Liangwen threatened.

The gangster's face changed slightly and he said: "We brothers are not afraid of the police the most. To be honest, we go into the police station more times than we go home. Even if you let the police come, I will still have a way to deal with you.

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"We have been in this business for five years, and we have seen all kinds of scenes. We have encountered many tough celebrities, and we have never failed."

The meaning is very clear and he refuses to give in.

These people know that there are police outside, but they still feel confident. They must have back-up tactics.

When the gangster saw their appearance, he felt very proud and assumed a posture that he was bound to win.

"Five hundred thousand, right?" Ning Feiyang asked back.

"That's right, nothing less will do." The bastard said, "The concert is about to start. You'd better be quick. I'm patient, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

Ning Feiyang nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll make a call and have someone send the money over."

So refreshing?

Not only those bastards, but also Sun Liangwen, Ding Wanqing and others were dumbfounded. This is not the boss's style.

The gangsters were depressed. They thought Ning Feiyang would bargain, but they opened their mouths and realized that the bottom price was actually 200,000 yuan.

"Wait a minute, I've thought about it thoroughly. After you hold this concert, your net worth will definitely skyrocket, not even 500,000." The bastard was afraid of missing the opportunity.

"Then how much do you want?" Ning Feiyang asked.

The gangster thought of a way and said: "You are a combination, one person is five hundred thousand, two people are one million."

"You..." Sun Liangwen's anger rose to the ground.

Ning Feiyang winked at Sun Liangwen, telling him not to get excited, and then dialed the number.

"Excuse me, someone here at the concert charges a management fee, one million, yes, you can send it to me now." After Ning Feiyang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Bang!

When Zeng Liang received the call, he came to the ground angrily and cursed: "You bastard, you dare to ask Mr. Ning to collect management fees, you are looking for death!"

"Dad, let's go quickly. We guaranteed the tickets just now, saying that there would be no problems with this concert. But now it's good. We just left for a while, and someone started charging management fees." Zeng Tianfeng shuddered.

, get up now.

Naturally, it was impossible for the two of them to withdraw money, so they ran towards the gymnasium in a hurry. In less than three minutes, they had already ran in.

The father and son lacked exercise. After running wildly for several minutes, they were already exhausted and sweating profusely. They lowered their heads and panted heavily.

"Here comes the man, where's the money?" The gangster didn't see the man clearly, so he stepped forward and grabbed Zeng Tianfeng's clothes.

When the gangster saw Zeng Zeng's face, the ferocious expression on his face froze.

"Zeng...Master Zeng." The bastard's face looked quite ugly.

When the other gangsters saw Zeng Tianfeng, they couldn't help but take a few steps back and clung to the wall, as if they wanted to distance themselves from the big gangster.

If Han Fei is a low-key type, the Zeng family is a high-profile one. They are not as good as Han Fei, but they still have a lot of influence in Shanghai. Otherwise, how could they win the Kouhong Gymnasium schedule?

When the gangster saw Zeng Tianfeng, he was so scared that he almost peed.

"Dad, are you okay?" Zeng Tianfeng ignored the bastard.

dad?

The bastard is not stupid. This title is definitely not directed at him. Could this fat man next to him be Zeng Liang?

"It's okay." Zeng Liang also raised his head.

Plop!

When the gangster saw Zeng Liang, his legs went weak and he collapsed directly on the ground.

"You two, have you brought the money?" Ning Feiyang asked.

Snap!

Zeng Tianfeng was so angry that he gave the gangster a slap in the face and said, "What is one million? Tell me clearly?"

"No, it's nothing. This is definitely a misunderstanding." The gangster waved his hands repeatedly, how dare he make any mistakes. (To be continued)


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