"Mr. Han, this is a check for 20,000 yuan, you can take this money from the bank at any time, and then withdraw the lawsuit. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Song Sicheng took out the check from his wallet, filled in the numbers with a brush, and pushed it over.

The dog-legged King Kong persuaded beside him, "Mr. Han, 20,000 yuan is a lot." Fang Wenshan, the royal lyricist of Dong Chou, knows, right? When he first debuted, the first song he sold was only NT$2,000, which is 500 yuan. Mr. Han, your first song is 40 times his, and it can be regarded as the first step to become famous in the entertainment industry! ”

Song Sicheng glanced at King Kong appreciatively, "Xiao Jin is right, among the younger generation, your singing and songwriting skills are considered to be the best, and you will become a great tool in time." ”

Han Dong pouted, this group came to fool me. Fortunately, Lao Tzu is self-aware. In terms of law, Han Dong thinks he is a good hand, and when it comes to singing, he is a weak chicken. "I think I've made it very clear. There are no 1 million who want to withdraw the lawsuit, and there is not even a door. ”

"In the entertainment industry, we still have some right to speak on Apple Satellite TV. If you want to continue to play in this circle, it is necessary to have a good relationship with us. By taking this money, we are friends. Otherwise, if we want to hide the author who doesn't open his eyes, it's just a matter of one sentence. ”

Under Song Sicheng's grace and power, a self-confident songwriter, there is no way to refuse himself. It's a pity that Han Dong is not a person in the entertainment industry, and he has no intention of continuing to develop in the entertainment industry. He just touched a porcelain with soy sauce, and he flashed when he made money.

Han Dong spread his hands, "Then you don't have to talk about it?" Song Sicheng sneered and didn't answer.

Han Dong pulled Shang Qian and pulled her legs to flash people. Song Sicheng shrugged indifferently, "Mr. Han, walk out of this gate, the door of Apple Satellite TV's peace talks will be closed forever." If you can get 20,000 yuan in court, you can count it. He concluded that Han Dong was just making a gesture, and he would definitely turn back without three sounds.

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was wrong. Han Dong and the others didn't have any intention of looking back until they left the door of the café. Song Sicheng's eyes are very gloomy, count you ruthless!

"Boss, what are we going to do?" King Kong was dumbfounded, this product is just a tendon. 20,000 yuan is really a lot, if it were King Kong himself, he would definitely agree to it. In 2006, 20,000 yuan was able to buy a large bedroom in Shashi.

"What else can I do? Have you found the person you were looking for? This kind of fucking egg, if you don't eat it, you will give them some penalty wine. Song Sicheng had already left his back hand. It doesn't matter if you can't negotiate, find a few gangsters to scare and scare. If it doesn't work again, deliberately touch a porcelain, and then pull it to the police station for a period of time. When the time comes, he will appear as a savior, and he will do whatever he wants to at that time.

Han Dong walked out of the shopping mall, and was just about to say hello to San Bao, when he saw four young people in their twenties walking with a posture of 2580,000 walking towards him. One of them had a long scar on his face, from his eyebrows to his lips, and it looked very scary.

He didn't think about it for a while, when the two sides passed by, the other party slammed into Shang Qian, Shang Qian was caught off guard, and sat down with a squat.

Under the pain, a faint mist had risen in her beautiful eyes. Han Dong hurriedly pulled her up and asked if she had fallen. Shang Qian shook her head, fortunately, she was dressed thickly in winter, so she wouldn't hurt her muscles and bones when she sat down.

Before Han Dong could get mad, the other party scolded first: "Damn, blind your titanium alloy dog eyes!" Can you walk? How do you count if you hit my brother? The four of them were chewing betel nuts in their mouths, holding their chests in front of them, looking unkind.

"It really didn't hurt anything?" Han Dong just asked Shang Qian with concern when they were air. Shang Qian shook her head and didn't speak, glaring at them angrily.

"Hey, you're deaf? What does my brother say to you? The four of them saw that Han Dong and the two of them had tender faces, and they didn't even dare to fart after being hit, and their arrogance became even more arrogant. Xiao Pingtou leaned in front of Han Dong, and his fingers almost poked the tip of Han Dong's nose. Han Dong protected Shang Qian behind him and looked at several people vigilantly.

As soon as the talk with Apple Satellite TV collapsed, these eggs came, and if you think about it with your ass, you know that they must have done it. These little minions are not to be feared, Han Dong is worried about the backhand of Apple Satellite TV.

Han Dong squinted his eyes and watched them scolding and provoking, but he didn't take the initiative to do it, he knew that they wanted to provoke him, and then beat him up in a bright and bright way. There may also be plainclothes policemen nearby, as long as Han Dong dares to make a move, a brawl charge is indispensable.

When the time comes, in the police station, he will be casually detained for ten days and eight days, and Han Dong will be able to cry. You must know that this is the territory of Apple Satellite TV, and it is possible that they have as many backhands as they have. Shang Qian was a little scared, this kind of scene was the first time she had experienced it.

"Han Dong, what should we do?" Shang Qian asked in a low voice, she could also see that these four people were not normal, and most of them were deliberately finding fault.

"Cold salad", Han Dongyu saw that Sanbao had already touched in from behind the four people, and his heart was settled. "A word of advice, a few of you. The World Health Organization has determined that betel nut causes cancer..."Han Dong looks like an expert for your good." Shang Qian tilted her head, a little confused. Hey, others are here to stir things up, not to ask you for advice, okay?

The four ponies look at each other. I'm rubbing, this kid is crazy, isn't he? Do you think you're an ancestral Chinese medicine doctor? Lectures are also held on such occasions. They were about to interject, only to hear Han Dong continue: "So, it is recommended that you come out next time to stir up trouble, it is better to chew Xiang, although the taste is average, but it is better to be healthy." Han Dong showed a wicked smile, pulled up the confused Shang Qian and ran away.

It took two seconds for Xiao Pingtou to come to his senses, "Boss, he let us eat shit~" The young man with the scar who was called the boss slapped Xiao Pingtou on the back of the head, "Eat your sister, I don't understand, don't chase after it~"

Xiao Pingtou was just about to pull his legs to chase after him, but found that he was hugged by a dirty old beggar from behind, "Okay, boss, I haven't eaten for three days and three nights..."

The robes of the Three Treasures were dirty, and the outstretched black hands were skinny, and they did look like the reincarnation of a starving ghost. ", where did the old beggar come from, I'm going to come to Lao Tzu for food." Xiao Pingtou wanted to break the old beggar's hands, but found that the old beggar was infinitely powerful. This is three days and three nights without eating, which is Popeye eating spinach!

His face was swollen and red, and he had exhausted all his strength to feed, and he had not gotten rid of the old beggar. The old beggar seemed to grow on his legs, and did not move. Scar Boss noticed something unusual, "Flat head, what kind of plane are you doing?" Tell you to chase people, are you fucking deaf? ”

Pingtou was embarrassed, "Boss, this old beggar has so much strength that he can't get rid of him~" Scar came over with a scolding, "I tell you to watch less porn and masturbate less, you have to listen, you can't even handle an old beggar, waste~"

He reached out to break the old beggar and found that what Pingtou said was true. This old beggar is a little strange, as if he has a pair of iron hands, and you can use all your strength without breaking a finger.

Han Dong turned around and found that the old beggar was hugging a little gangster, and couldn't help but give him thirty-two likes. This trick is amazing, academically called the roots of the old tree, if it is coiled on a woman, few can stand it.

"Flat, give a dime. Ergou, you two go to chase, you can't let that couple run away. "Scar Boss had no choice but to order separate actions.

When the two little brothers heard this, they were about to chase after them, but they didn't expect Sanbao to be faster than them, so they changed to a pony boy who wanted to chase and hugged him, "Uncle, give me some more money, right?" A dime is not enough for even a steamed bun! "Ergou was confused by this old beggar, I wiped it, what does this mean? Why am I entangled by an old beggar?

Ergou is very embarrassed, this old man can't fight, in case he can't take a few punches and kicks and dies, where can he be reasonable? If you don't fight, it's not, he's stinky, sticking to his body like a paste that has been exposed to the sun for ten days, and the smell is tangy. Scar Boss has a slightly nimble mind and doesn't feel right. After such a delay, the couple had disappeared.

This mall is full of people and many exits, who knows where they went? Scar Boss gave an order, "It's all for Lao Tzu to chase." They didn't care about the old beggar and the unlucky second dog, and they chased in the direction of Han Dong one after another.

"If you say you will give money and don't give it, you don't talk about credit~" The old beggar seemed to be very angry, let go of the second dog he was holding, and stopped in front of them.

The boss made a look, damn, it doesn't matter if you can stand Lao Tzu's fists and feet, dare to spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds, fight first. Their IQ is not enough to think that this is Han Dong's backhand. In the fight, Sanbao was a good hand, and soon the four of them were beaten by Sanbao with blue noses and swollen faces, and many internal injuries on their bodies. The four of them can no longer be five or six, rolling all over the ground and humming.

Ya, you dare to fight such an innocent boss lady as Dao Ye, if you don't give you a little color to see, Dao Ye is sorry for Han Dong's little friend invited Shuangfei. Sambo fought vigorously, and the four thugs held their heads and screamed. The plainclothes who were squatting nearby were a little inexplicable. Didn't you say that you caught the little couple fighting? Why the little couple disappeared, and the four of them fought with the old beggar.

Two plainclothes men walked over to reveal their identities and told the old beggar to stop. When Sambo heard that it was a policeman, he slipped faster than a rabbit. The plainclothes were stunned, and the old beggar disappeared into the crowd.

I rub, what's going on? was beaten in vain, and no one could be found? The four thugs remembered that the boss hadn't done the business he had done. Hemp eggs!

Song Sicheng and King Kong were waiting in the café for the show to start, and they didn't see Scar Boss coming to report the good news.

"King Kong, is the person you invited reliable?" Song Sicheng was a little skeptical. "Don't worry, boss, it's absolutely reliable, betel nut gang, a tyrant in the underground of Shashi!" Before King Kong could finish speaking, he saw four pig-heads walk in, and he could barely tell from the clothes that they were the four Scar Bosses. Look at their miserable appearance, and you know that things are messed up.

"Not enough success!" Song Sicheng snorted coldly, raised his leg and walked out. King Kong hurriedly chased out, "Boss, listen to my explanation..."

Scar Boss grabbed King Kong's collar, "Boy, you haven't given the money you said you wanted, you want to slip away?" Are you kidding me? ”