Chapter Eighty-Seven: If you don't listen to me, you're the enemy of the Ancient Martial Society
Feng Chenggong was in a very good mood at the moment.
I thought that if the order was robbed, my logistics company would be in trouble.
But I didn't expect that the opponent would be a young man like Wang Fan, who looked like a college student, if he didn't take the opportunity to expand himself, it would be a godsend in vain!
After hearing Zhong Jianshan's words, Wang Fan was silent for a moment, then looked at Feng Chenggong and said, "Don't be like this, it's not easy for me to start a company as a college student." ”
Feng Chenggong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, it's not easy for you college students to start a company, and it's not easy for me, boy, sell the company to me quickly, otherwise you will wait for bankruptcy!"
Wang Fan sighed again and again: "Can't we discuss it, and then compete fairly?"
Feng Chenggong looked at Wang Fan with disdain: "Boy, why are you so naïve, the shopping mall is like a battlefield, you are dead and alive, understand!"
Hearing this, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly widened: "Understood!"
The corners of Feng Chenggong's mouth hooked, feeling that things were unusually simple today, he simply said: "Just understand, I'll ask the lawyer to draft the acquisition contract immediately, and you are ready to sign it!"
When the people of Huashi Logistics on the side saw Wang Fan like this, they all sighed, and they felt that Huashi Logistics was about to become history!
Zhong Jianshan stayed directly in place, shouldn't he, the boss, be able to directly get the order of the Lin family's company, be very capable? Why did Feng Chenggong say that he was going to give up the company in a few words?
But at this time, Wang Fan raised his foot and stepped forward in the eyes of everyone, stretched out his hand and slapped it violently.
There was a crisp sound, and Feng Chenggong's laughter stopped abruptly.
"You... You dare to hit me?" Feng Chenggong instantly froze in place, unable to believe it.
Wang Fan didn't say a word, raised his hand and slapped him again.
Syllable!
After a crisp sound, Feng Chenggong covered his face with both hands.
But at this time, he finally came back to his senses, and then he relied on his fat body and rushed towards Wang Fan, wanting to press Wang Fan to the ground to take revenge.
But he is an ordinary person, where is Wang Fan's opponent, he supported Feng Chenggong's head with one hand, and slapped the other hand directly on the top of the opponent's head, and Feng Chenggong was dizzy.
Feng Chenggong hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the truck blocking the gate of Huashi Logistics: "What are you all waiting for, give it to me, kill this little bastard!"
The drivers who were brought by Feng Chenggong to block the warehouse were also fighters among the drivers, and when they heard the boss's words, they immediately jumped out of the truck and rushed towards Wang Fan with a wrench jack.
Wang Fan pouted, as a fourth-level young kun, what is the difficulty of dealing with this group of people?
He directly entered the crowd, rushed left and right, and all the people who touched him flew out upside down, and for a while, Wang Fan was like Changshan Zhao Zilong, who was the god of war and had no power to fight back!
In the end, Wang Fan grabbed Feng Chenggong with one hand and stood in the middle of the field with two drivers who fell to the ground, which made the people of Huashi Logistics stunned!
This new boss is still a god of war!
"If you dare to beat me, you are dead, Lao Tzu will bankrupt your company!"
Feng Chenggong is constantly struggling and threatening under Wang Fan, he has been walking in the Omijiang shopping mall for so many years, and he has never been beaten like this!
Bang Bang Bang!
The three slaps went down directly, and Wang Fan said with a smile: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and the battlefield must not be moved!"
Feng Chenggong fell silent, this Nima, is this what Lao Tzu meant by the battlefield?
He still wanted to speak, but Wang Fan slapped him a few times: "I said before that I was angry, let you raise your noble hand, why can't you agree, why are you so domineering?"
Feng Chenggong almost scolded, you pressed me to the ground and beat me violently and said that I was domineering, you want to have a face, okay!
But before he could speak, Wang Fan was slapped down, disrupting his thinking: "Why didn't you listen when I said I was angry!"
Feng Chenggong was beaten dizzy, business competition, I'll stop if you're angry?
But he still didn't have time to speak, and Wang Fan slapped him a few times: "Is it easy for my college student to start a company, you just grab me and bully me!"
Feng Chenggong was about to cry, who was bullying who now, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and begged for mercy: "I... I'll throw in the towel, stop fighting!"
Wang Fan thought for a while and said, "Just admit defeat?"
"That's... Then what do you want!" Feng Chenggong asked with a pig's head, he decided that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, and would escape from Wang Fan's hands first, otherwise if he continued to fight, he Feng Chenggong would have to explain here today!
Wang Fan was silent for a moment: "Compensate for the loss!"
Then he looked up at Zhong Jianshan on the side: "How much did we lose today?"
"This wave of delays has lost at least five or six hundred thousand!" Zhong Jianshan immediately said, he now admires Wang Fan a little, a pair of iron fists to fight the world, quite a reckless hero.
Wang Fan immediately looked at Feng Chenggong and said, "Hear, we lost five or six million, you immediately let people send money to our company, and this matter is over!"
Feng Chenggong almost scolded his mother, people obviously said hundreds of thousands, and when you came up, it doubled tenfold!
But he didn't dare to refute, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, dialed the company's financial number, and asked them to immediately call six million to Huashi Logistics Company.
Soon, a voice came from Zhong Jianshan's side: "Boss, the money has arrived!"
Wang Fan smiled and let go of Feng Chenggong: "Welcome to come back in the future!"
Feng Chenggong almost fell to the ground, come again?
He glanced at Wang Fan viciously and left with a group of drivers.
But he didn't mean to give up, but on the way back, he directly took out his mobile phone and started calling, and soon, the phone was connected, and a somewhat unhappy voice came from the other end: "Feng Chenggong?
Feng Chenggong, who was extremely arrogant in front of others, nodded here and said: "Senior Jing, I am in a little trouble here, and someone is stealing business with me!"
After thinking about Wang Fan's god-like skills just now, he added: "It may also be an ancient martial artist!"
"Ancient warrior?" The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment: "Is it a person from the mountain gate?"
"I don't know. Feng Chenggong hurriedly said: "It's a young man!"
Hearing this, the other end of the phone immediately said: "This time to the mountain gate people in Omijiang, most of the young people are geniuses, it is impossible to put down their identity and come to rob you of business, then the person who robbed your business is not a mountain gate, you say, what do you want to do?"
"Directly use the methods of the ancient warrior to deal with him!" Feng Chenggong said viciously.
"Okay, pay attention to that kid's location, and I'll talk to him right away!" said the other end of the line with a smile.
Feng Chenggong immediately arranged manpower to track Wang Fan's location.
After Wang Fan settled the matter of the warehouse, he went straight to a snack bar, and he didn't have time to eat yet.
Seeing this, Feng Chenggong couldn't help but sneer, boy, are you an ancient martial artist? Lao Tzu also knows an ancient martial artist!
Soon, Wang Fan, who was eating at the snack bar, felt that something seemed wrong with the atmosphere.
Turning his head to look at the door, he saw a well-dressed middle-aged man, who entered from the outside and went straight to Wang Fan.
"You are Wang Fan?"
The other party suddenly asked.
Wang Fan was stunned: "You are ......"
"My name is Jing Junyu, a second-level ancient martial artist!" the other party sat opposite Wang Fan with a big grin.
Wang Fan looked at the aura number above the other party's head, and then smiled and said, I want to see what the other party is going to do!
"It was Feng Chenggong who begged me to help, and his business was greatly affected because of you!" Jing Junyu was not entangled, and said straight to the point.
Wang Fan opened his mouth and wanted to say which green onion are you.
Who knows, the other party seemed to see through his thoughts, and said directly: "Do you know that I am the permanent president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association!"
Wang Fan was silent.
Omi has an ancient martial arts association, which is formed by the union of ancient martial artists, Lin Po is the president, Song Yuanxiu is also the president, but I didn't expect there to be a president.
The more Jing Junyu spoke, the more proud he became, he slowly tapped on the table with one hand, and said with a smile: "You give me a face, the road will be much easier in the future, even if you are a person in the mountain gate, I know me, and I can introduce you when the time comes, but the premise is that you must listen to me this time, and you are not allowed to grab business with Feng Chenggong, otherwise, you will be the enemy of the Omi Ancient Martial Arts Association!"