The Formidable Son-in-law

"Brother Wang, I don't care about it. Anyway, you're not short of the money." Qin Chuan looked at the angry Wang Dachuan and said.

"This boy, dare to persuade Mr. Wang when he is angry. I think he is too long to live!"

Zhou Liang looked at the scene coldly. He was an old man with Wang Dachuan. Naturally, he knew what Wang Dachuan's temper was. When he was angry, the best way was to be silent. Don't provoke him. It would be better if he had been so strong. But Qin Chuan dared to dissuade him directly. Isn't that adding fuel to the fire.

Sure enough, Wang Dachuan listened to Qin Chuan's words, his face flickered fiercely twice, and then, under Zhou Liang's expectant eyes, Wang Dachuan pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"Well, since brother Qin has pleaded for you, forget it. You don't have to pay back the money!"

Wang Dachuan waved his hand and said something that surprised Zhou Liang.

"What, what?"

Zhou Liang exclaimed, and then realized that this was not the place where he should speak. He quickly blocked his mouth. Fortunately, Wang Dachuan didn't notice the situation here and cheered to the paralyzed old Lin.

"You don't thank brother Qin. If he hadn't asked for your favor, I would have sent you to prison!"

"Yes, brother Qin, oh no, Mr Qin, thank you very much. If there is anything I can do in the future, just tell me."

Lin Laoduo shivered and wiped the cold sweat on his head. Anyway, he finally saved his reputation.

"I'm sure I'll use you in the future."

Qin Chuan smiles mysteriously. He already has a plan to deal with the Lu family in his heart, and old Lin is the core of the plan!

"So, brother Wang, Xueqing and I will go first."

Qin Chuan takes Lu Xueqing by the hand and says goodbye to Wang Dachuan.

"OK, Xiao Lin, please help me to see brother Qin off." Wang Dachuan said with a smile that his anger had gone away.

"No, brother Wang, you'd better not neglect your sister-in-law."

Qin Chuan waved his hand and looked around LAN Lin's charming face. Then he took Lu Xueqing out of the office.

It's noon, and Qin Chuan is not in a hurry to take Lu Xueqing back to the company. Instead, he drives directly to the stall where he had a barbecue with the little nurse Fang Wen.

"Qinchuan, you said you would come here for dinner?"

Lu Xueqing reluctantly points to a shantytown outside the car window. Anyway, she has won hundreds of millions of bills today, so she has to celebrate. But Qinchuan chose this kind of fly restaurant.

"It's a good place to eat."

Qin Chuan smiles and parks his car in front of the barbecue stall.

"Hey, move the car. It's not open yet."

A dirty looking guy, full of seasoning, came over with cloth shoes.

"Why, the door-to-door business has stopped?"

Qin Chuan lowered the car window and looked at the man with a funny look.

He sniffed and looked at Audi A6 with disdain, muttering.

"We're open at 7 p.m. and no one's barbecue for you now."

"Oh? Is that what Zhang Jianjun said? "

Qin Chuan picks his eyebrows, pushes the door open and goes down.

"Where is Zhang Jianjun?" Asked Qin Chuan.

"Sleeping in the shed." He said with two green noses.

"I'll see. You wait here."

Qin Chuan turns to give Lu Xueqing a command, and goes directly to the simple shed behind the barbecue stand. The guy doesn't stop him, but shows a strange look.

The shed was made up of several pieces of canvas at random. It was broken and there was no door. It smelled strange. Qin Chuan stood at the door and watched for a moment. He saw that Zhang Jianjun was lying on the March bed, sleeping soundly. He hesitated for a moment and then walked in.

Qin Chuan didn't notice that as he entered the shed, the transparent fishing line at the door suddenly broke, and Zhang Jianjun, who was still sleeping in bed, opened his eyes without any unnecessary action. He took a dagger directly from the pillow and jumped down from the bed to Qin Chuan.

Hoo

Qinchuan only felt a fierce wind coming towards him. Then a human figure flashed in front of him. The sharp dagger flashed cold light and stabbed Qinchuan's neck!

"What's the situation?"

Qin Chuan felt confused. He just wanted to have a barbecue. How could he have a knife?

However, although Qin Chuan thought so, his body movement was not slow. He took a sharp step back and then kicked Zhang Jianjun's wrist.

"Drink!"

The muffled sound rang out, but he didn't kick his wrist as he imagined. You know, Qin Chuan's foot was full of strength, and ordinary people couldn't bear it. But Zhang Jianjun just snorted, grabbed a dagger and jumped up again.

"Enough!"

Qin Chuan gave a loud drink and directly withdrew from the tent.

"What the hell are you crazy about? I just came to have a barbecue!" Qin Chuan pointed to the shed and scolded angrily.

"Aren't you from he Beiqiang?"

Inside the tent, Zhang Jianjun came out with a gloomy face and a dagger.