After Chang Kuan left the office building, he drove his A6 and went directly to Zhu Yongshun's Baishun Commerce, parked the car on the side of the road at will, and strode into the house, and Zhu Yongshun's company didn't even have anyone to greet him, as if he didn't take him seriously.

"Stomp, stomp!"

After Chang Kuan went upstairs down the stairs, he walked straight into the office with the open door, at this moment on the edge of the solid wood tea table in the office, Zhu Yongshun was chatting with Haifeng and others next to him with Erlang's legs, and on the sofa on the other side, the little brothers under Haifeng were also leaning on the sofa and tinkering with their mobile phones.

"Yo, Boss Chang has arrived, come, sit down!" Zhu Yongshun sat on a Chinese-style pear wood chair, saw Chang Kuan enter the door, and greeted him with a smile, and a young man sitting opposite Zhu Yongshun also got up very sensibly and gave up his position.

"Zhu Yongshun, don't you think you're too deceitful?" Chang Kuan stepped forward with a cold face and sat on the chair opposite Zhu Yongshun.

"Deceitful?" Zhu Yongshun sneered, picked up the Su cigarette on the table, lit one, and said impatiently: "Chang, I remember that when you called me before, you told me that you were interested in selling the factory and wanted to talk to me, right? If you came to me to tell me these nonsense that has no nutrition at all, then I'm sorry, I don't have time to receive you." ”

"Why did I come to see you, do you really not count in your heart?" Chang Kuan frowned and looked at Zhu Shunyong: "You want to force me by demolishing the winery, don't you think it's very inferior?!"

"Hey! Take a look at your brain when you speak, don't JB be weird here, you take this as your kang head! Any fart can collapse out!" Haifeng heard Chang Kuan's words, and opened his mouth to scold.

Since Chang Kuan entered the door, he was sneered at, and he sat on the chair very depressed without squeaking.

"Lao Chang, what you said just now did exalt me a little, I am just a beer seller, and the political F is not opened by my family, where should it be demolished, do you think I can say this kind of thing. Zhu Yongshun looked at Chang Kuan with a smile: "I still say that, Xiaoxin Distillery, I do have the heart to contract over, but what, I didn't threaten you, I didn't intimidate you, this kind of thing is all voluntary, if you are willing to sell, then I will continue, if you don't buy it, then pull it down! But there is one thing you have to think clearly, the winery sells to me, you can still have a few dry shares left, we are also friends, if the winery does not sell, then you not only beat the chickens and eggs, but also offend me, hehe." ”

"Then can I ask, if I offend you, what will happen?" Chang Kuan asked with squinted eyes.

"Lao Chang, if I'm not mistaken, you're from a rural family, just like me. Zhu Yongshun dusted off his cigarette ash on the ground: "I've been doing business for too long, in addition to your hands being used to touching the steering wheel and the crotch of women's pants, if I really let you go back to your hometown in the countryside to farm, do you still know how to use a hoe?"

"Listen to what you mean, Xiaoxin Distillery, I can't sell it, right?" Chang Kuan heard this, and the palm on his lap trembled slightly.

"Hehe, let me tell you this, you have been working in the winery for so many years, you have eaten enough, but I am still hungry, the winery will not sell to me, can only be pushed to the ground, and then it will be everyone's rice bowl, do you think that if I have nothing, can you live comfortably? I am now single, but you have a wife and children, Chang Kuan, I can talk to you now, because we still have to talk!" Zhu Yongshun paused, leaned forward slightly, and did not hide the threat in his eyes: " But don't push me to tell you another story my way, you know?"

"Huh. After listening to Zhu Yongshun's words, Chang Kuan grinned and didn't take a stubble.

"Go, take the transfer contract in the drawer and let Boss Chang take a look. Seeing this, Zhu Yongshun waved his hand to a young man beside him.

"Hey!" Hearing this, the young man turned around and took out the proposed distillery subcontract in the drawer next to the desk, and threw it on the tea table in front of Chang Kuan: "Take a look." ”

"What the is so good-looking!Hurry up and sign it!" Hai Feng urged with a glare.

Chang Kuan heard that Hai Feng's mouth was not clean, and looked sideways at him.

"Stupid, look at your father here?!Hurry up and sign it for me!Fuck you, I think you're a B-raised, you just can't be a man if you don't fight!" Hai Feng scolded again.

"Shut up. Zhu Yongshun scolded softly, silenced Haifeng, and then spit out a puff of smoke: "Chang Kuan, there are only two ways in front of you now, first, give me the factory, and you will take the dry shares! Second, none of us can get it, and when the factory is gone, you will also offend me! I believe that this choice is not difficult for you, as long as the contract is signed, I will send someone over to hand over, and before the handover, the contract fee will definitely be credited to your account!"

Chang Kuan sat on the chair, listening to Zhu Yongshun's words, as well as the big words "winery transfer contract" on the A4 paper, his mood became depressed for no reason, and he puffed out his cheeks and was speechless for a long time.

"Bang!"

Haifeng saw Chang Kuan sitting on the chair for a long time without moving, and reached out and gave him a pestle: "Let you see the contract, are you thinking about your father's basket here?"

"Brush!"

Chang Kuan was grabbed by the sea breeze, raised his head suddenly, and glanced at Zhu Yongshun: "If I don't sign this contract, do you dare to kill me?"

"What?" Zhu Yongshun was stunned by Chang Kuan's abrupt question.

"If the winery won't let me out, do you dare to kill me?" Chang Kuan's eyes were stubborn, and he repeated again with his neck twisted.

"Hehe, you're fucking stupid! Can I kill you, you still want to try!" Zhu Yongshun was amused: "Don't JB bullshit calves, hurry up and read the contract." ”

"Then do you believe it, I dare to kill you?" Chang Kuan asked with a glare, as if he was mentally ill.

"You're a motherfucker! I think you're really out of the house, come! I'll fucking see who you can kill!" Haifeng listened to Chang Kuan's response, and immediately became angry, and stood up suddenly.

"Xiaoxin Distillery! It's a fucking achievement that took me and my dad two generations to do! You want to take it now! Why are you so fucking awesome! Fuck you! You don't give me a way to live! Then let's all be fine!" Chang Kuan saw Haifeng get up, and he also stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and directly pulled out a long and narrow wooden-handled fruit knife in his pocket.

Zhu Yongshun is right, Chang Kuan is indeed from an ordinary rural family, his grandfather used to be a senior officer of National D, after the liberation of the country, he went to T Bay, until later **** eased, and after his grandfather died, he gave the inheritance of the estate to Chang Kuan's father, and his father used the money to contract the winery in Shanwa Village, Chang Kuan since his father took over the winery, because Xiaoxin beer is very well-known in the local area, so he is not worried about sales, and the factory is also run well, and he is also a celebrity in the local township.

With Chang Kuan's family conditions, in the rural hometown, it is already a very awesome family, usually no matter who sees him, they are politely holding him and nagging, and Zhu Yongshun and Haifeng and others, since he entered the door just now, have been scolding him, in this case, Chang Kuan, who has not suffered this kind of anger for many years, is completely anxious.

"Yo he! How the do you dare to come here to dance the knife and make a stick?!" Hai Feng looked at the fruit knife in Chang Kuan's hand and scolded without being stunned.

"Fuck you, put the knife down!"

"You're a fucking B!"

"You want to die!"

“......！”

As Chang Kuan pulled out his knife, all seven or eight people in the room rushed up.

"Didn't you force me!Then I'll die with you!!" Chang Kuan was emotional, his arm kept trembling, and he grabbed Zhu Yongshun with a knife.

"Dog basket! you really don't want to be good!" Hai Feng grabbed Chang Kuan's wrist as he stretched out his hand.

"Poof!"

When Hai Feng stretched out his hand, his index finger was cut by the blade, and then he held Chang Kuan's arm with his left hand, picked up the fast pot for boiling water on the table with his right hand, and slammed it down on Chang Kuan's face.

"Boom!"

The stainless steel kettle smashed on Chang Kuan's head and deflated.

"Bang!"

Immediately, a young man angrily kicked Chang Kuan's back, kicked him more than two meters away, slipped under his feet, and staggered to the ground.

"Just JB, these two times!, you come to fuck your mother!" After Haifeng waited for Chang Kuan to be put down, he rushed forward again and stepped on his wrist holding the knife: "Beat him!"

"Hulala!"

As soon as the sea breeze spoke, six or seven young people rushed up, and countless feet wore various types of sneakers, like drums, and there were muffled sounds one after another on Chang Kuan's body.

"Help!!Kill!Ah-"

After the two groups of people got up, although Chang Kuan was quite strong at the beginning, he didn't know how to fight at all, after being put down, he just took a few kicks, and he couldn't stand the pain, threw the knife in his hand, and began to be kicked and rolled, while holding his brain, his mouth also wailed, he came over today, originally just wanted to talk to Zhu Yongshun, and didn't plan to do it, according to Chang Kuan's original idea, he just wanted to talk to Zhu Yongshun, neither to sell the winery, but also to prevent the winery from demolition, and wanted to spend some money to break the fortune and avoid disasters, and the reason why he brought a fruit knife with him was because he knew that Zhu Yongshun was surrounded by a group of people, completely for self-preservation.

Chang Kuan thought that he would be able to deter this group of people by taking out the fruit knife, but what he never expected was that this group of people was not afraid of knives, and they didn't take him seriously at all, until this moment, Chang Kuan felt a touch of regret in his heart, and felt that he was more or less impulsive.

Hai Feng led a group of people to kick Chang Kuan in a circle in the corner of the wall, which lasted for at least five minutes, and at this moment Chang Kuan's suit was already covered with shoe prints, and his nose was bleeding, and his eyes were also blue, and he felt from head to toe, but it hurt everywhere.

"Alright, almost. Zhu Yongshun sat on the chair, saw that Chang Kuan didn't even scream, and opened his mouth to shout.

"Bang bang!"

Hai Feng held a young man's shoulder, and after stomping two feet in a row on the palm of Chang Kuan's head guard, his chest rose and fell violently: "You're a fucking B! Before you fucking came, didn't you know what kind of place we were?

"Ahem...... Ahem!"

After Chang Kuan was kicked by the sea breeze, he turned over with great effort, and a line of halazi mixed with blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.