Fang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking Ma Rulong up and down.

Ma Rulong suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, how could he have a feeling of being targeted by some beast, and if he wanted to scold, he rumbled a few times in his throat, but he couldn't spit it out.

He called Chen Jianren before to ask for money, and Chen Jianren told him that he had already sold Rihua, and that Rihua's affairs would no longer have anything to do with him in the future, so he asked him to find this surnamed Fang.

However, after saying this, Chen Jianren vaguely mentioned to him that the surname Fang was not a good stubble, so let him be careful.

He didn't care if a teenage kid could be a good stubble.

Now that he had believed what Chen Jianren said, Fang Chen had obviously not done anything, and he felt an invisible pressure.

At this time, Fang Chen also quickly believed Ma Rulong's words.

As far as Ma Rulong's size and figure are concerned, to be honest, if it weren't for an accident, he wouldn't believe it himself.

And Chen Mingyong also said that it was an accident before.

"Okay, the matter of owing money will be discussed in a few days when Japan holds a supplier conference. You go to the hospital now to apologize, pay Mingyong 1,000 yuan for medical expenses, and forget about it. Fang Chen waved his hand and said impatiently.

Hearing this, Ma Rulong immediately laughed and spat on the ground.

"He fell by himself, why should I pay him!"

"Besides, even if he loses money, his head is golden, and he will cost a thousand yuan for such a small opening. Ma Rulong laughed wildly.

Fang Chen's face immediately changed, as if he had been covered with a layer of frost.

He raised his head, squinted, rubbed his nose, and said slowly: "I'll just ask you a word, do you apologize or not, lose money or not." ”

"Say a fart owes, lose a fart money!" Ma Rulong was furious and scolded like thunder.

He's here to ask for money!

If you don't give him the money, you still want him to lose money?

Shit!

As soon as Ma Rulong's words fell, he saw a black shadow suddenly rush up from under the stairs!

Before he could react, he only felt that it was suddenly dark in front of him, and the whole person seemed to be rammed by a hammer, and his body flew away involuntarily, hitting the guardrail heavily!

Ma Rulong shook his head, barely opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a red color, and he shouted in horror: "Blood!

After a few breaths, he came back to his senses, looking at Fang Chen's cold face and the extremely dazzling blood stains on Fang Chen's fist, his eyes widened, he pointed at Fang Chen, and exclaimed in disbelief: "You, you, help, help, kill!"

A disdainful smile hung on the corner of Fang Chen's mouth, "What are you howling about, no one will kill you?" I'll let you enjoy the treatment of a golden head today." ”

Ma Rulong is a little unclear.

I saw Fang Chen walk in front of him, squatted down, gestured his fingers on his head, and then said: "This wound is a little longer than Ming Yong's, count you one thousand three, otherwise, I will give you another punch, make up a whole one, and give you two thousand yuan." ”

As soon as Fang Chen's words came out, Ma Rulong was suddenly frightened, he could understand what Fang Chen said before.

It turned out that according to the size of Chen Mingyong's previous wound, he counted the money with him.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I apologized! I lost money!" Ma Rulong cried out in a wolf howl.

He knew what it meant to meet a ruthless person today, and he didn't talk about it for two sentences, so he punched him when he came up, and he beat him like this, and he still had to beat him.

"Don't you just want money. ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Chen turned around and returned to the office, taking out 200,000 from the house.

Then he threw it on Ma Rulong's body.

Ma Rulong, who was in pain, couldn't help screaming in pain, his biggest dream before was to be stoned to death with money.

But he doesn't think so now, because it really hurts when the money hits him.

"Here is 200,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan is what Rihua owed you before, and the remaining 100,000, didn't you just say that 100,000 yuan can buy two hands and one leg, I bought it." Fang Chenpi said with a smile.

Ma Rulong, who was frightened, trembled, "I don't want money! I don't want money!"

He is really scared today, what kind of businessman is this, he is simply a bandit, a gangster.

With the punch Fang Chen gave him just now, he now had to believe that if he dared to accept this money, Fang Chen would really dare to remove his two hands and one leg.

Hearing this, Fang Chen stood up and looked at Ma Rulong, who was wailing on the ground with a frown.

How did I meet such a rammer?

Before, he didn't actually care, it was natural to repay debts, and he himself planned to change the mode at most.

As for the thought of not paying back, that is, it flashed through my mind and quickly disappeared.

After all, people also have to eat.

Coming to the door to make trouble is also a normal behavior.

He went to ask for money himself.

In the most extreme time, I covered the other party's boss's office, and it took half a month to get the money.

However, this hurts people, and it is a bit excessive.

But I knew that it wasn't intentional for this product, and Fang Chen would forget it, so I asked this product to apologize to Chen Mingyong and lose money.

It can be regarded as a big thing and a small thing.

But who knows, this product is shameless!

Isn't it asking for money?

He gives money.

It's just that I'm afraid that he has a life to earn money, but he doesn't have a life to spend money.

"Ninth Master, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Suddenly, Wu Maocai's voice came from downstairs.

Fang Chen's face turned black in an instant.

Soon a group of people came up, including Wu Maocai, Shen Wei, Jin Zhijiang, and some other workers.

"Ninth Master ......"

After coming up, as soon as they saw this situation, Wu Maocai and the others were immediately stunned, was this an attempted robbery? Or an attempted murder?

What does this mean?

There was a pile of money scattered on the ground, and Ma Rulong was howling on the ground, not even daring to cover the wound on his forehead, and half of his head was bleeding.

He was afraid that Fang Chen would use the excuse to beat him again, he was really afraid.

Fang Chen glared at Wu Maocai, turned his head and went back to the office.

Wu Maocai's face was at a loss, what does the ninth master mean by this? Blame yourself for being too late to save the car?

It was really wronged to him, and as soon as he heard the letter, he hurried over.

Seeing that Fang Chen, the demon, had disappeared, Ma Rulong dared to stand up and limped downstairs, as for the money on the ground, he didn't dare to touch a single one.

After a while, Duan Yongping came back with the bandaged Chen Mingyong.

"It's not a big deal, right?" Fang Chen asked with concern.

"It's okay, I got three stitches, a small wound, thank you Mr. Fang. Chen Mingyong said embarrassedly.

When he came, he heard that Fang Chen beat Ma Rulong hard for him.

"You take this money, don't shirk, you work for the company, and if something happens, the company is responsible. ”

As he spoke, Fang Chen took out a thousand yuan from the drawer.