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Chapter 900 Meet Iron Fist
Lu Feng briefly explained the matter. When Maha heard such a thing on the phone, the sky was falling on Sirami's side. For him, it was just a matter of one sentence?

"Where's her home address?" asked the other end of the phone.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask." After speaking, Lu Feng stood up, hurriedly walked towards Sirami, looked at her and asked, "Where is your address?"

"Karal!"

Lu Feng told Maha about his disciple, but the other party hung up the phone.

Originally, Lu Feng didn't plan to take this trip with her, but Maha got involved, so it was not a simple matter. At the same time, Lu Feng also wanted Sirami to see Maha's strength.

Here, except for a few people, he can be said to be an existence that covers the sky with one hand.

Half an hour later, the convoy set off, and Lu Feng and his party drove to Karal by car.

Karal, a small town on the edge of Bangkok, now Bangkok is definitely a bustling metropolis, but less than [-] kilometers away from it, this town is extremely poor.

The houses here are simple and simple, and they are all simply built of wood. Since the climate is not too cold, they are wrapped with straw mats outside, so it won't freeze to death in winter.

Domestic garbage is dumped everywhere on the streets, and the smell of filth rises to the sky. The children here are barefoot, and everyone is yellow and thin, which interprets the word poverty to the extreme.

Sirami is considered to be a big star here. Everyone knows that Sirami went to a good university, but the burden of illness made this family suddenly suffer bad news. It is embarrassing that such a thing happened again today.

Sirami's home is a simple wooden house, with a room for people living on the top and a few sheep on the bottom. Not to mention her house, it is this village and town, and thieves have to leave with tears when they come.

The door of Sirami's house was closed tightly, and there were about twenty people standing outside the door, all of them were young men in a hurry, holding a thing in their hands and standing at the door yelling.

As the car entered, such a luxurious convoy quickly attracted the attention of the people in the village, and many children ran after the car.

The car stopped at the door, opened the door, Sirami hurriedly got out of the car, and shouted at the group: "What are you doing? Don't hurt my family. Wasn't it half a year that was agreed at the time? It's only been a few months. Keep coming to press for the account!"

The leader was a man in his forties with a bald head. He turned his head to look at Sirami, and smiled, touching his bald head, which looked a little wretched.

"Sirami, are you back?" He was talking, saw the car next to him, looked around at Lu Feng and the others, and said, "What? Did you find a backer in the city? There are only two of them today. Choose, either pay back the money, or follow me."

"Where's my dad?" Sirami looked at the closed room and said nervously, "You didn't do anything to them, did you?"

"Your dad is paralyzed, what can I do to him? Don't worry." The man stared at Lu Feng and said, "Boy, do you have money? Pay back the money if you have money."

"It has nothing to do with me, you guys talk!" Lu Feng replied.

"Hey, he's still a foreigner!" The man sneered and said, "Have you started playing with foreign products? I won't say much. If you don't come with me, bring one million baht!"

"One million?" Sirami was dumbfounded when he heard this number. At that time, he only borrowed [-] baht to see a doctor. In less than three months, it has doubled by [-] times.

The surrounding villagers were also surprised when they heard this number, and shouted that it was a robbery.

One million baht?

The money Sirami earned in the ballroom, plus the little savings he had made, was only [-] baht, which was a drop in the bucket for a million baht.

"How could it be a million?" Sirami argued with them.

What's the use of talking about these things with these people, if they don't pay back the money today, they will demolish the house, come back tomorrow, then they don't know what to do.

Silami's eyes were red from crying. At this moment, she felt helpless. Hearing the cry of her mother in the room, she turned her head and looked at Lu Feng with tears streaming down her face.

The door of the house opened, and a young man in his twenties walked out, wearing slippers on his feet, looking very lazy, looking at Sirami and saying: "Can you man do it? You can't get a million, these cars You can sell it for more than this amount, if you don’t have any money, just go with Pizhen.”

"How can you say that!!" Sirami looked at his younger brother.

"You have to marry in the end. Whoever you marry is not married. If that man can't help you, then find someone who can help you. What's the use of reading so many books? Aren't you going to be a dancer in the end? People, serve people! How about marrying a rich man, the whole family can enjoy the blessings, and I can buy a car!"

Her brother's words pierced her heart like a knife, Sirami couldn't cry anymore, she just felt sad, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fill this family.

Lu Feng was leaning on the car, smoking a cigarette and basking in the sun. He didn't want to spoil other people's good deeds.

Seeing that Lu Feng didn't want to meddle in other people's business, the man named Pizhen didn't hesitate, put the thing in his hand away from his waist, smiled and walked towards Sirami, muttering He wrote: "It's so white!"

"No money, right? Come with me!"

Sirami was crying, Lu Feng looked at the scene in front of him while smoking a cigarette, and sighed, "Isn't this just Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren?"

Pizhen hugged and hugged, the two sides kept tugging, and his younger brothers watched vigorously, booing constantly.

Before Pijen could make his move, three jeeps came speeding up, kicking up a cloud of dust, the jeeps stopped, and a dozen people in military uniforms got out.

"What are you doing?" With a low shout, the man in his thirties took the lead, without saying a word, took out the gun in his arms, and emptied the entire magazine into the sky.

The gunshots rang through the air, and the surrounding villagers were frightened and turned around and ran away.

At this moment, let alone the group of Pizhen, even Sirami was dumbfounded. A dozen or so people came over, and the leading man looked at Sirami and asked, "Is it Sirami?"

Sirami nodded numbly, not knowing what these people were looking for him for.

"Hello, I am the squadron captain of the Royal Guard, Lamanna, Prince Maha sent me to protect you!" Lamanna saluted Sirami, and looked at Pijin and the others.

Puzhen is already fighting with two legs at this moment, he is out to mess around, of course he knows who is in charge of this country.

"I'm sorry, we are good friends!" Pizhen squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Fifteen minutes later, all twenty or so people were waiting to be arrested. After the court made a judgment at noon, they were executed in the afternoon. No big deal.

All the leaders in charge of this area came, saying that Sirami had set an example for the women in the area, studied hard, and was admitted to a university. They would reward a suite and a certain amount of reward money.

All this changed too quickly, Sirami instantly became the pride of hundreds of miles around, she looked at those people in the village, at this moment, nothing but envy.

No matter how many people who were at odds with her family in the past, they all smile back now.

For the first time, she felt the benefits of power. It turns out that change is so easy. Everything she once longed for is at her fingertips. She doesn't need to declare war on fate, and she doesn't need to gamble her whole life.

Even her disobedient younger brother, standing in front of Lamanna at this moment, became an obedient child, and everything surrendered.

This feeling caused cracks in her originally rock-solid heart. If she only needs to pay some less important things to get it, then this is definitely a good deal.

In many cases, persuading a person earnestly is not as shocking as reality.

At noon, Lu Feng had a meal with Sirami at a restaurant in Bangkok. Ramanna had already gone back after performing the task, and Lu Feng could feel the difference in her at the dinner table.

There are many people in this world who look down on wealth. That is because the vast majority of people in this world have never lived the life of a rich man. The little girl has already sunk, let alone when she has the power to control her own mood.

There are too many people in this world who hate privileges, not because they hate privileges, but because they hate privileges that cannot be used for themselves!
Sirami was eating, looked up at Lu Feng, and asked, "Can I still see him?"

"Of course, he sent someone to help you." Lu Feng looked at her and said, "You can listen to the story of Cinderella and the prince, but don't take it seriously. You have to remember that there are many women around him. How you can stay here requires you to use your brain."

"I know!" Sirami understood that she didn't have a prominent family, so she said to Lu Feng, "As long as you help me, I won't forget you. I don't have any background, and I hope you can help me."

"Cheers!" Lu Feng touched her with his red wine glass.

This matter no longer requires Dagui’s help from the middle. As Maha and Sirami walked in, countless invitations came like snowflakes, and even many bosses wanted to come to sponsor and give Bao several million Tens of millions of red envelopes as condolences.

For the money, Lu Feng refused all the money, and let Sirami stay in the hotel with peace of mind. He went to see Tongpala in the afternoon. In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. A makeup artist is treated like a star.

"Have you chosen the venue?" Lu Feng asked.

"It's been selected. The big stadium can accommodate more than [-] people, and we've already started promoting it. The ticket price is very low, one baht, and it's already sold out." Kevin seemed quite excited, and said; "The label of patriotism It’s really inspiring.”

"If there are only labels and no product strength, it will still be nothing, but we are different, we have this strength." Lu Feng said with a smile: "Next, let these international big companies welcome the iron fist!"

(End of this chapter)