My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 236 Brother Feng's Way of Repaying Money!
Sun Dacheng was very angry. He didn't expect that there would be a disharmonious episode in a emotional drama he had carefully planned.

At the same time, he was also a little puzzled. The cripple immediately recognized that the antiques on the plate were all fakes, and deliberately slapped himself in the face in front of Lin Meiren, or did he accidentally slip his hand and accidentally break it?
These are not important, anyway, the broken necklace is not worth much, but it is a good excuse for myself to embarrass the other party.

"How much is this thing worth, I will compensate you!"

Lin Ziqing said angrily, feeling a little grateful to Li Huaifeng, if it wasn't for his accidental slippery hand and seeing through the fakes, it would have been a waste of time today.

"My family has a big business. I don't need money. What I want is face. This necklace is my favorite plaything. This piece of trash is not only slandered as a fake, but it even broke. Either I restore it completely, or he can't go out. !"

Sun Dacheng said with a sneer, he can use his finger to make a horse use it for a second. He has been engaged in the antique industry for more than ten years, and he can achieve a net worth of over [-] million, thanks to his penetrating tongue to describe fakes as real ones. He has no skills, he is still a mess.

"If you want to say that, then let's call the police and let the police give an explanation!" Lin Ziqing didn't want to talk nonsense, so she picked up the phone.

Hearing this, Sun Dacheng smiled deceitfully and said: "Okay, my baby has a certificate, and the price is clearly marked at 20 yuan. Even if the police come, they have to pay according to the price!" The code and the photo of the necklace.

This thing is not an antique, but it is a handicraft made by a modern master. A fake can be set at a high price of 20. How he did it, the tricks are beyond the knowledge of a layman like Lin Ziqing.

Seeing this, Lin Ziqing hesitated immediately, 20 was an astronomical figure for Li Huaifeng, who was born as a migrant worker.

"Miss Lin, I really don't want to embarrass you. This is good. Let's go to the back room to have an in-depth chat about the illness. I feel better. I can let this matter go. Frankly speaking, I am still single. Miss Lin should understand what I mean. ?”

Sun Dacheng has a wretched face, this is so obvious, go to the back room to have an in-depth exchange, maybe you can collide with some small sparks of love through the passionate lingering, more bluntly speaking, 20 for one shot, a lot up.

Seeing Sun Dacheng's obscene appearance, Lin Ziqing felt only disgusted, and was thinking about how to resolve this trouble, when she heard Li Huaifeng let out a long breath.

"How much I thought it was, it turned out to be only 20, I'll pay for it!" Li Huaifeng said cheerfully.

"You pay?" Sun Dacheng was stunned, and looked him up and down. 20 is enough for this useless little assistant. He has earned money for several years. Whether his head is squeezed by the door, or his ears are not good, he is so stupid that he is really willing to pay.

"Come, come, let's go to the back room and transfer the money to you!" Li Huaifeng hooked his fingers, and entered the back room without waiting for Sun Dacheng's consent.

"It's interesting!" Sun Dacheng sneered, and followed with a subordinate.

"Little trash, don't lie to me. If you can't get 20, I'll make your middle leg wrapped with a bandage, understand?" Sun Dacheng pulled Li Huaifeng's wheelchair and pointed in front of him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sun, I dare not lie to you if I lie to anyone. Do you have a computer? I'll transfer money to you online!" Li Huaifeng smiled hippie, with an approachable appearance. He has a special status now and cannot cause trouble.

"Don't play tricks on me!" Sun Dacheng threatened with words. Thinking about how this guy is so damaged, what kind of waves it can cause, first get 20 yuan, and then he has his own means for the next thing.

Wouldn't it be better to have a fortune tonight.

His subordinates immediately fetched the laptop, and Li Huaifeng logged into an MSN account, and started a video chat in a group of only five people.

"Didn't you say transfer money online? What are you doing?" Sun Dacheng stared closely, feeling something was wrong.

"I have to lend you money, Mr. Sun, don't worry, I'll give you an extra 1 if you're delayed for a minute!" Li Huaifeng said weakly, seeing the other party bearded and staring in disbelief, he added: "[-] dollars! "

"Ten thousand dollars? Alright, I will time you now, if you dare to lie to me, the end will be crueler than you can imagine!"

Sun Dacheng patted him on the shoulder, thinking that Li Huaifeng should pay a heavy price for his awesomeness.

Soon, the group chat videos were connected one by one, and Sun Dacheng saw the scene inside, a ferocious fat pig face, and gradually changed astonishingly.

"Boss, why are you calling us? Is there another mission?" Guishou was eating instant noodles in a small dark room.

Seeing the picture inside, Sun Dacheng snorted coldly, it turned out to be a group of patients.

"I owe money to others, and the creditors are chasing after me. If you have spare money, use it!" Li Huaifeng said dejectedly.

"Owing money?" The baron, Taishan, and the monkey immediately appeared on the screen.

"He owes me 20. No, it's 26 now. One minute of delay will cost you $1 in interest. If the money doesn't arrive in the account, this trash won't even think about going out!"

Sun Dacheng shouted ferociously, and found that the scenes in the four videos were pitch black. The men in them were either skinny and looked like monkeys, or had dark faces, like African refugees.

It was clearly the same as this handicapped, low-class guy. He felt that the other party would definitely not be able to afford the money today.

"We'll give you the money, don't hurt our boss, his body can't stand it anymore!" Ghost Hand suppressed the smile in his heart, quickly finished the instant noodles, and turned on the light in the room with a snap.

Seeing the scene inside, Sun Dacheng's heart suddenly stopped, and his face turned livid.

I saw that in that small room, there were all kinds of submachine guns, pistols, detonators, and some weird mechanical toys hanging on the walls. Ghostly hands rummaged through the boxes, and all kinds of guns were thrown away at will. Finally, a leather box was found in the corner.

It opened with a snap, and inside was a box full of banknotes, all in US dollars.

"How much does my boss owe you? There's only over 100 million dollars here. Is it enough?" The ghost picked his nostrils and said to himself: Next time, prepare some change by your side, the boss has too many troubles every day.

"Hey, fat pig, can you use the car as a mortgage?"

Taishan's voice was like thunder, and when the lights in the room were turned on, it was in a garage, behind him were 12 luxury cars of various colors, and more than 200 million Porsche Cayennes were placed there, all of which were the least popular losers.

With a jingle, Tai Shan opened the door of an off-road vehicle, but a bazooka accidentally fell to the ground. Tai Shan casually picked it up and carried it on his shoulder, and said with a silly smile: "Fatty pig, do you find any of these vehicles, and I will deliver them to your door?"

"If the car doesn't work, how about I send some beauties there?"

The baron took the conversation, and as soon as the lights in the room were turned on, there were six top beauties from various countries lying on the bed, each of whom had the figure of a world supermodel.

"Take off the bra and bath towel, let the creditor inspect the goods!"

The baron flipped his hand and conjured up a few golden cards. Swish swish, swish, swish, and swipe casually on the bodies of several beauties, and the fig leaf fell off his body, revealing a dazzling array of steamed buns of various colors, which made people nosebleed wildly.

With a plop, Sun Dacheng sat down on the ground, not in the mood to admire the beauty, his little heart seemed to have stopped beating, and beads of sweat dripped out.

This is not a sick friend, this is a fucking devil, what they play is arms.

I want my life!
"Mr. Sun, calculate how much money you owe in total, so that they can transfer the money!" Li Huaifeng asked with a grin, leaning his face towards him.

"No need, let's make friends, talk about money and hurt feelings, look at these small things in my house, what do you like, take whatever you want, and give it away for free!"

Sun Dacheng's heart trembled violently, and the fat all over his body trembled with the rhythm of his heart throbbing.

The scene in front of him made Sun Dacheng deeply comprehend why Li Huaifeng was sitting in a wheelchair. He guessed that this big brother had just returned from a bloody battle overseas.

With a bang, Li Huaifeng slapped the laptop with his big hand, and the whole computer, including the mahogany table, was snapped abruptly. Sun Dacheng was so frightened that his chrysanthemums tightened, his pants were wet and warm, and he urinated for a while. Smell.

"How can you give it away for free? If I break your things, I have to pay for it!" Li Huaifeng had a serious face, and it was only natural to pay back the debt, and one had to be unreasonable.

"Brother Gang, I really don't need to pay!" Sun Dacheng's body softened, and he knelt down on the ground without any disobedience. After all, his brothers were going to give him money with bazookas and grenades. Who would dare to pay for this money? want?

"Meeting by chance, we have nothing to do with each other. I will have trouble sleeping and eating because I owe you money!" Li Huaifeng rubbed his chin, feeling that being a human being is hard work.

(End of this chapter)