Violators Club

Chapter 44 I Eat
Chapter 44 I Eat

"You are poor and crazy!"

The person who spoke was Pineapple Boy. He was lying on the ground three seconds ago, looking like he was dying, but the moment Chen Changqing said 240 million?
Feeling that this sentence was more effective than the legendary Resurrection Pill, Pineapple Boy, whose eyebrows were still dripping with blood, jumped up immediately, looking like a dragon and a tiger.

But neither Chen Changqing nor Gandhi paid much attention to the "medical miracle" that happened to Pineapple Boy.

Chen Changqing hit Pineapple Boy's eyebrow arch, which is one of the hardest parts of the human body.

Although the milk glass was broken, it would not make Pineapple Boy unconscious, and the reason why the other party was "unconscious" was mainly because he hoped that Gandhi could negotiate terms with Chen Changqing, which was why Gandhi felt tired.

There is nothing wrong with playing small-minded, but the key is that you don't let people see it, because it will make you look stupid!
However, since Pineapple Boy took the initiative to ask, Chen Changqing also expressed his confidence to ask for 240 million yuan by the way:
"Crazy poor? Don't think I'm cheating on you."

"The original arcade machine, neon, costs 1 yuan. Is 240 yuan including tariffs not too much? My daily turnover is more than [-] yuan plus decoration, and asking you for [-] million yuan is already considered a face."

As he spoke, he looked at Gandhi, who was not far away with a gloomy face. Although he said it to Pineapple Boy, in fact, he said this sentence to Gandhi.

However, as Chen Changqing's voice fell, Gandhi hadn't waited for his statement.

But Pineapple Boy became excited, his whole face flushed red: "Are you kidding, there are only eight people in total! It's been less than half an hour since the smashing, and you told me that they smashed [-] machines?! "

Pineapple boy is in a hurry, he can't be in a hurry.

The 160 million taken away by Chen Changqing already cost him half his life, but now he has another 240 million. Even if he mortgages the house, he can't afford so much money!
Besides, even if he really has so much money, it is impossible to give it all to Chen Changqing.

Buying goods requires money, and that group of desperadoes will not allow themselves to pay on credit, even if this desperado is his boss!

So these 240 million pineapple boys absolutely cannot be recognized.

Facing Pineapple Boy's doubts, Chen Changqing shook his head: "Coincidentally, that's true. They broke the transformer. The neon voltage is 100V, and the Xiangjiang voltage is 220V, so these two hundred arcade machines are all burned!"

In fact, normally, even if the transformer is broken, it is impossible to destroy two hundred arcade machines at the same time.

Baile Game City adopts double insurance. If an accident does happen, after the first layer of insurance is breached, the second layer of insurance will initiate an emergency power failure, thereby reducing the loss of the game city.

But the problem is that Chen Changqing is a very bad guy. He turned off the second layer of insurance in the power distribution room the day after Pineapple Boy left, so that Pineapple Boy could successfully destroy all these two hundred arcade machines.

In fact, as early as the seventh day of the first lunar month, Chen Changqing had already figured out the scene in front of him, and successfully set up this situation for the opponent.

Pineapple boy was dumbfounded, he didn't want to believe this fact,

But looking at Chen Changqing's serious expression?

He couldn't help but panic, and could only look to Gandhi for help:

"Boss?"

Chen Changqing also noticed Pineapple Boy's eyes. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he looked at him playfully: "Uncle Gan, what do you say? My shop is just across the street. Would you like to send someone to see what's going on inside?"

Gandhi looked a little more gloomy, but what could he do?
The face that should be lost is almost lost, and it has reached the point where he has no chance even if he wants to turn around, and from the expression of Pineapple Boy, it is obvious that he has no money, so he can only take out a bag from his pocket with a sullen face. This check book:

"HSBC 240 million, can you leave now?"

In fact, he didn't want to believe that the compensation was as high as 240 million, but the problem was that Chen Changqing made it clear from the beginning.

What can Gandhi do?
You can't really send someone to investigate directly, can you?
I have lost enough face today, Gandhi's only thought now is to end all this as soon as possible.

Chen Changqing nodded, and he took the check worth 240 million from Pineapple's younger brother, A Wei. Hearing the crisp sound of the check, a smile appeared on his face.

But next?
Chen Changqing, who put the check in his pocket, did not get up and leave, but turned to look at Pineapple Boy: "In theory, it is possible, but Pineapple Boy still needs one thing from me."

Gandhi froze for a moment, then his face darkened, his eyes flashed with anger, and he slammed the table.

Once, twice, three times, really thought that Gandhi had a good temper?
But unfortunately, before Gandhi could speak, a stern look flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes.

He stared at Gandhi without showing any weakness, and threatened in his cold tone: "Uncle Gan, I gave you face before, so you'd better not intervene in this matter, because it is a personal grudge, if you intervene, everyone will lose face." nice!"

But Gandhi was really annoyed.

It was very embarrassing to come here today. You must know that Chen Changqing is a junior, and it would be a shame for him to intervene, but he was beaten back by Chen Changqing twice in a row, which made Gandhi feel very annoyed.

So that the whole person looks a little crazy:

"You think I'm afraid of you!"

Facing Gandhi's murderous gaze, instead of being afraid, Chen Changqing's eyes became a bit more sinister:
"Sir Yang, call the brothers to come in."

Yang Jinrong nodded, he instinctively took out his mobile phone, but the next moment Pineapple Boy, who was originally gloating, changed his expression, as if thinking of something, his pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted:
"Wait, don't call, I was wrong."

This shocked Gandhi. At the critical moment of the confrontation between the two sides, he never thought that the pineapple boy he was protecting would give him a backstab of love!
Gandhi felt his chest tight, his throat sweet, and felt like he was about to vomit blood. His eyes were frightened. He grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and threw it at the pineapple boy:
"What nerves are you riding on a horse!"

"Crack!"

The wine bottle hit the pineapple boy's head, and the scoop was opened immediately, and blood dripped from the shiny oily head of the pineapple boy.

His head was dizzy, accompanied by nausea and severe pain, but Pineapple Boy didn't explain, his eyes flickered and pleaded:
"Boss, I beg you, don't worry about this matter, Qing Zai is right, this is a private matter between us."

Gandhi's face was gloomy, but compared to the previous madness, his eyes were a little brighter now.

Annoyed is really angry, but Gandhi calmed down a lot because he was interrupted by Pineapple Boy. down a step.

So the next moment Gandhi snorted coldly, and he pointed at the other person's nose:
"Pineapple boy, after this is over, I need you to give me an explanation."

Pineapple Boy heaved a sigh of relief, and he nodded quickly:
"Yes, yes, boss, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Changqing, with dodge eyes and a somewhat flustered expression: "Qingzi, how can you let me go."

Looking at Gandhi who sat down again, and the pineapple boy in front of him.

Chen Changqing thought for a while, then shook his head at Yang Jinrong who was asking questions, and then looked at A Wei who was standing silently beside him:

"Do you have a pen?"

A Wei froze for a moment, and with hesitation on his face, he finally took out a pen from his pocket:
"Have."

Taking the pen, Chen Changqing patted Awei on the shoulder, and pushed the pen to Pineapple Boy:
"It seems that you haven't forgotten what I told you yesterday. My request is very simple. Write down what I said yesterday, and then swallow it verbatim!"

Biting his lips tightly, Pineapple Boy's face was pale, and his body was covered with blood and white stains left by cows. He picked up the pen tremblingly, his look of despair was in stark contrast to the Pineapple Boy released yesterday:
"Will you let me go after I eat?"

Chen Changqing didn't answer, just looked at the other side coldly:

"You can choose not to eat."

Looking up at the surroundings, Chen Changqing's face was indifferent, the most trusted subordinate was standing next to him at the moment, and the boss who came to save him looked at him with a gloomy expression.

As for the others?
They were either avoiding their gaze, or pretending not to see it.

From yesterday to today, in just two days, Pineapple Boy, who has experienced ups and downs in life, couldn't help but have a sad smile on his face:
"I eat!"

The pen sees through the tissue, and the dark blue ink soaks the white paper.

A tissue that smelled like ink was forced down his throat, and the sudden foreign body made his stomach twitch involuntarily.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and a viscous, cloudy liquid flowed out of Pineapple Boy's mouth. The violent vomiting made him look extremely embarrassed, even pitiful.

But Chen Changqing didn't pay attention to it, and didn't even change his expression at all. He just quietly watched Pineapple Boy stuff napkins into his mouth, until the last napkin with ink stains was swallowed, and then Chen Changqing got up.

He patted his cuffs. He looked like a successful man in a suit and leather collar. Looking at Gandhi, who had an extremely ugly face, Chen Changqing's calm tone did not know whether he was comforting or warning:
"Uncle Gan, I'm a man of good manners. I'll ask what's going on before I get angry next time. Let's forget about today's matter. I'll give you face so there are patrolling brothers outside, but what if there is another time?"

"I forgot to tell you, the chief of O Ji is my senior brother."

There are many types of Xiangjiang police, such as "blue hats", "flying tigers", "stormtroopers" and so on.

The so-called O Ji is a department that specializes in investigating triads, and is best at dealing with money laundering and illegal trafficking of contraband.

And for people like Gandhi?

O Ji is their natural enemy!
(End of this chapter)