Chapter 211: Asking for a Red Envelope

In a word, it made the scarface anxious, and said: "What president, generally, I will sit here, can you beat me? can you still kill me?"

It's not a good thing to look at them, and they are all looked at with disgust.

That's a place reserved for the president, and some of them have to sit indiscriminately, which is simply a coin.

The security guard didn't want to provoke them, and the concert was about to start, so he could only say again: "I'm sorry sir, this position is for our Mr. Yang, or I'll arrange another seat for you!"

"Don't mention anything to me Mr. Yang, Mr. Dog, I'll sit here today, can't I?"

More than 20 dwarf mules hula surrounded him, and the one named Lao Bao directly picked up the young security guard with his hand, and scolded: "What are you inking? I don't want to live, do you? Today our starling brother is sitting here, can you tell me if you don't let me sit down? I'll kill you now!"

The starling was full of sorrow, and asked Lao Bao to ask someone to serve him some drink, and the most expensive red wine.

The people around were talking.

"He's the old eight, that rascal eight, it's really disgusting!"

"I don't look at his identity, I'm still sitting at the president's table, I really think it's a dish!"

The old bag's ears were quite pointed, and when he heard the scolding around him, he immediately became angry and shouted: "Don't you want to live anymore, do you?

At this time, the security guard also called the manager, and when he saw the eighth child, he also had a headache, so he could only bite the bullet and say with a smile: "It turned out to be the starling brother, you haven't been here for a long time!"

The eighth looked at the manager, shook his head and said, "Didn't you hear that you changed bosses? Don't say hello to me, then I'll take a look for myself, but these security guards of yours are loading coins with me, do you say that my identity is worse than your president? You say can I sit here?"

Something like him, like a plague, can create a disgusting wreath wherever it appears.

But the manager can't provoke him yet, the concert is about to start in ten minutes, and when Mr. Yang and them come down to take a look, what does this look like?

So he whispered: "Starling, can I not know your identity? But today is really a bit special, it is the president who will sing later, this position is used during the performance, why don't you just be wronged, I will change you to a different position, and today's drinks are all mine!"

This is to save him face, and it also gives him enough face, more than 20 people's drinks, not less, what else?

But the eighth didn't want to give this face at all, he raised his hand with a mouth, and the head of the manager was buzzing, and he scolded: "What are you ink with me? Weng Yongshou, let me ask you, can I sit here?

The manager touched the corners of his mouth, it was bleeding, he is also a human being, and he also has dignity, he was beaten in the mouth in front of people, does he still have face?

Moreover, he also saw that this group of people was here to find fault.

For the sake of the overall situation, Weng Yongshou still endured it, and could only smile again: "Starling brother, I will ask you to save face, we will have to get along in the future, right?"

After saying so many good things, the eighth didn't listen to it at all, he just felt that he was really amazing, he just didn't move his nest, and then scolded: "My eighth child is in Huacheng, I can sit there wherever I want, who dares to tell me anything outside of my mouth?

At this moment, Yang Xiaoji walked into the night market surrounded by the fragrance of water and moon flowers, awls, old soy sauce and others.

And before them, more than a dozen security guards opened the way, and this grand debut was extremely shocking.

But Wanni saw that Mr. Yang was sitting there surrounded by a group of people, as if they were going to fight, so she ran a few steps closer and asked, "Who are they?

Lao Bayi turned around and smiled: "This girl is good-looking, she is still a mixed-race child, come and drink with the eighth master!"

Wanni didn't even look at him, and listening to the sound of his voice, she was disgusted.

And Yang Xiaoji finally came to the front and said with a smile: "Oops, my seat is occupied!"

In fact, he had already seen that they were here to find fault, Yang Xiaoji didn't pay attention to it at all, but felt that these dwarf mules were really a little tempered, and they really dared to find fault here.

Not to mention Yang Xiaoji, they can even see the shovel, the concert is about to start, and this group of people are still playing hooligans here, and they are directly surrounded in the middle.

Lao Bao shook his head and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? I'm afraid of you!"

The shovel really wanted to do it, but he was stopped by Yang Xiaoji, it's really not worth it to do it with these people, if the money can be settled, there is absolutely no need to do it.

The eighth man also said to Yang Xiaoji: "You are the President Yang, do you understand the rules of the road? You have to kneel down and toast me, so that you can continue to do this business!"

Lao Bao also held his stinky feet and said: "It's not okay to kneel down and toast, you still have to wrap a red envelope of 80,000, set up 88 tables of wine, 88 dishes per table, don't want to do anything less!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoji smiled and said, "This request is not too much, it is acceptable, but I don't think this money should be spent like this, it's not interesting, why don't we have some fun, how many people are you here today?"

Looking left and right, Lao Bao said, "Twenty-three, how?"

Yang Xiaoji followed and said, "What do you think of 10 million per person?"

When Lao Ba heard this, he smashed the wine glass heavily, got up and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Everyone gives 10 million, even if they have money, they can't spend it like this, right? That's playing them like two coins.

They came here to find fault, but they only took 100,000.

And the twenty-five people add up, that is 230 million, not their two coins, that is Yang Xiaoji's two coins.

But Yang Xiaoji smiled: "Can my identity play with you?" But this 230 million is not for you, but for the Dark Flower Society, and this Dark Flower I placed is to buy the lives of each of you!"

What scared the eighth child was a stunned, how could he not know about the Dark Flower Society, how could he not know Annie?

He wasn't the only one who was scared, but Lao Bao and the group of dwarf mules.

They all believed that Yang Xiaoji could say 230 million dark flowers in front of so many people, and then think about the identity of the other party's president, and beat Fei Mao like a bird, and immediately regretted coming here to load coins.

When the mules saw it, they turned around and were about to leave. They used the money to smash the field, but now they could be smashed at any time.

The young man in front of him, let alone their level, is the eighth child thrown here, and he can't even reach other people's toes, what else is he pretending?