Fake Prodigal

Chapter 93

"Old bastard, you're so fucking cheating!" Li Hao wailed, and sat down on the ground, looking at dozens of sacks, and then at Fei Bo's modern car, he wanted to cry but had no tears, Uncle Guan avenged himself , is a smiling tiger, too hateful!
Standing at the window on the eighth floor, Uncle Guan was holding a glass of champagne in his hand, smiling so excitedly that the corners of his mouth rolled up to his ears, and he said with a smirk, "Hey, this is the end of pretending not to receive the bonus, let's go to the streets!"

Li Hao took out a stack of business cards, flipped them back and forth, looked at Fen Leopard's pink card, and wanted to call, but gave up after pressing the number. Hong Chao had warned him that Viper members were either Yue Lao, or Bin Zai and Yin. Dogs have no reputation at all, so they can't be provoked casually!
Seeing Long Wei's business card, Li Hao's eyes lit up. The little boy runs a supermarket, and all he needs is change, not to mention that he owes 100 million and didn't give it to him. This is the most suitable product. He dialed the number casually, and the bell rang for a long time. Only then did someone connect.

"Who are you looking for?" A lazy voice sounded.

Li Hao showed a smirk, and said in a weird way: "Little white face is having a good time! Hehe!"

"You are Young Master Li!" Long Wei screamed hysterically and fell into silence.

"Damn it!" Li Hao exclaimed, he was so scary, one sentence shocked Long Wei, it was a bit too embarrassing!
"I'm sorry, where is Young Master Li, I'll go there right away." Long Wei said sadly.

"I have 200 million coins, take them away and exchange them, no problem!" Li Hao said noncommittally.

"Where is the address, I'll go there right away!"

"There are dozens of sacks of coins, let's send a big truck over here." Li Hao reminded, gave the address, hung up the phone, and sat on the sack bored, looking at the surrounding scenery.

The afterglow of the setting sun slantly shines on the mountain in front of it. The winding and twisting mountain road wraps around the mountain like a python, interlocking and leading to the top of the mountain.

The unique terrain of Panshan Road can be called a holy place for racing cars. No wonder the Hurricane Club is located here. This place occupies the right time and place, and with the people and harmony of the Hurricane Club, it is difficult not to make a fortune.

Big trucks and BMW cars drove up one after the other and stopped in front of Li Hao. Long Wei walked over with a smile on his face, and complimented him: "Young Master Li is a big face, and it is very difficult to exchange 200 million coins at the bank. "

Li Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said depressedly: "If you want to pay, please leave quickly, I feel uncomfortable looking at the big bag."

Long Wei waved his hand, beckoned the porter to get off the car, and loaded the bags onto the truck. He took out his check book, wrote a check for 300 million, handed it to Li Hao, and said with a smile, "This is 300 million. Plus my 100 million, Young Master Li will take it!"

Li Hao took a look at the check, paid off Long Wei casually, and said calmly: "It's fine to open a 200 million, the 100 million is just a joke, how can I accept your money for no reason."

Long Wei was grateful, scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "Young Master Li was joking, it's only natural to pay back the debt, I can't renege on it."

"Hehe! Brother Long is very honest, and I can't accept it! We are friends, so you don't have to worry about it too much." Li Hao grinned, feeling deeply.

What businessmen pay attention to is reputation, while Jianghu people pay attention to morality.Everyone knows the truth, and how many people do it.

The world is going down, people's hearts are not old!Today's businessmen are mostly treacherous people who are only interested in profit. They look at money in everything, so there is no credibility at all.

In this materialistic world where old people are rampant, a trustworthy person like Long Wei is rare in the world.

"That's not good! Li Shao must accept it, and I, Long Wei, will never default on my debt!" Long Wei handed over the check again, and said firmly.

Li Hao was speechless for a moment, and met an honest man, the two of them evaded it for a long time, while the security guard and the porter stood aside, so depressed that they were about to vomit blood.

That's 100 million, which is enough to work for decades, but you may not be able to earn it. People keep pushing, one doesn't accept it, and the other insists on giving it away. It's so annoying!Also let people live!

The security guard and the porter were stunned, blushing with excitement, wishing they could beat up Li Hao in groups, if they didn't pretend to be so forceful, could they still have fun playing.

Ten minutes later, Li Hao got into Hyundai and left in a hurry, with 10 million checks in his pocket, and a platinum discount card for Longkelong Supermarket, which was said to be 200% off.It's a good thing he's not a shopaholic, so Longwei would be in a big loss!

Li Hao rushed to the bank, cashed the check, transferred the money to the black diamond card, and exchanged the U.S. dollars into common currency. After the conversion, the total was 700 million yuan.

At sunset, Li Hao bought deli beer and returned to Li's Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

Father Li lay leisurely on the rocking chair, waving a big cattail fan, holding a book of Fengyue impurity, concentrating on it and looking intoxicated.

"Dad, I bought some appetizers, and I'm here for dinner!" Li Hao swiftly sliced ​​cooked food and put it on a plate, poured the beer, and set the table and chopsticks.

"That's right! He also knows how to honor his father!" Father Li put down the magazine eagerly, and glanced at the hot bikini bastard on the cover of the magazine, sitting at the dinner table idly, picked up the roast goose leg and took a bite.

"The taste is okay, the boss said it was just out of the oven!" Li Hao picked up his glass and took a sip of beer.

"It's a bit burnt, let's make do with it!" Father Li bit his teeth, despising the boss's craftsmanship.

Li Hao was speechless for a moment, picked up a piece of golden roast goose, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and delicious, absolutely the best.

"The little bastard is rich, just drive a BMW, what's up with the 100 million in the trunk?" Father Li put down his goose legs, and said in a strange way.

"I won the bet!" Li Hao said casually.

"You went to the casino!" Father Li said coldly with a gloomy face.

"It's not a casino. It's an underground boxing ring that bets on boxers to win." Li Hao said flatly, eating a sauced pig's trotter.

"Martial arts competitions have been passed down for thousands of years. From competing for the first prize to recruiting relatives, the place where martial artists show their strength, except the battlefield, is the arena." With a gloomy expression, Old Li picked up his wine glass and said decisively: "The world is getting worse, martial arts competitions The competition has also changed, the underground arena is a place where warriors degenerate, we practice martial arts hard, not for the entertainment of the rich, you are not allowed to compete in the ring."

"I'm a light kung fu practitioner, what kind of arena are I playing in?" Li Hao said depressingly.

"Who says you can't fight in the ring if you practice light kung fu?" Father Li slapped the table, raised his head and drank the beer, and said arrogantly: "It's quite old, I."

After speaking halfway, Father Li quickly covered his mouth, and looked at Li Hao with a guilty conscience, his face full of embarrassment.

"How is Lao Tzu?" Li Hao asked with a smirk after taking a bite of the roast goose.

(End of this chapter)