Chapter 40: Is Moyu You Can Mess With It?
Chen Hua glanced at the bewildered Ni Shang Jin, and a playful smile was drawn on his face. He asked softly into the microphone: "Do you have a way to solve it, rich second generation?" Chen Hua is tempting, if the other party intentionally avoids this topic, he will hang up the phone directly, call Jiang Yu, and let Jiang Yu solve the current troublesome matter.
"Rich second generation? The rich second generation is a mouthful, and he still gets down. The unruly voice of the rusty knife came from the phone, and the other party changed the conversation and said, "But I have one condition." ā
Conditional? Chen Hua thought about it, and if he wanted to let these handlers help him do things, he would definitely have to pay some money, Chen Hua frowned slightly and asked, "How much does it cost?" "Now there are still 470,000 in Kari, in addition to giving Jiang Yu 400,000 shares, there are almost more than 70,000 that can be called, I hope the rusty knife will not open his mouth.
"I don't want money." The rusty knife said with a smile: "I want you to send me the manuscript, just your little update, I'm upset." ā
He wants to see the next chapters? A look of joy appeared on Chen's screen, and then he replied, "No problem, I'll send you all the manuscripts of more than 50 chapters afterwards." ā
"Okay, I'll take someone to copy the guys."
"Don't copy the guy at every turn, if you can be reasonable, don't do it."
"Okay, a qiÄ according to you"
Shang Mingzhu took the last two dishes and called the two people in the house out to eat.
Chen Hua had just sat down at the table when there was a knock on the door outside the room. Shang Mingzhu hurriedly opened the door, and it was two people who entered.
One is Ni Taichao, and there is a fat man with a bloated body and dyed red hair.
Chen Hua looked back at this fat man, presumably he was the rich second generation that Ni Shangjin said.
This fat man's original name was 'Guo Renqiang', and he is twenty-four years old this year. His hometown is in Meishan Town, where he bought three houses, two cars, and a large factory and two small factories in Tianfu, with total assets of more than 10 million. In this area of Meishan Town, Guo Renqiang relied on some money in his family to do all the bad things of forming a gang. Because he was afraid of his father's connections, even the police had to give him some thin face.
When Ni Chengren saw Guo Renqiang coming, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he hurriedly pulled out the stool on his side and shouted: "Xiaoqiang is here, sit down quickly." ā
Guo Renqiang sat opposite Chen Hua, holding his hands in front of his chest, crossing his legs, looking like a hanger. Chen Hua only knew at this time that it was no wonder that Ni Shangjin was reluctant to marry this guy, and I am afraid that someone else would not agree.
Guo Renqiang took out a box of soft China from his trouser bag, took out one and lit it at the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked at Chen Hua, and after a while, he asked in a cold voice: "Boy, where are you from?" ā
Chen Hua's eyes were slight, and he replied lightly: "People from the imperial capital." When he said this, Chen Hua faintly realized that something was wrong, he quietly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the rusty knife
"Imperial Capital?" A funny smile appeared on Guo Renqiang's fat face, this guy wears ordinary clothes, speaks without confidence, and his family should be average. Even if his family is very rich, he came to Meishan Town! It doesn't matter if he is a dragon or a phoenix, he is destined to be trampled under his feet.
Guo Renqiang took a puff of his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt at Chen Hua. The cigarette butt landed on Chen Hua's chest, poking out a few sparks, the soot drifted in the air, and the cigarette butt slowly fell to the ground.
'Bang~' Guo Renqiang slapped the table, stood up, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Chen Hua and said angrily: "Even if you dare to rob my daughter-in-law, I see that you are tired of it!" ā
"What are you doing!" Ni Shangjin stood up and roared angrily, turned around and took out a tissue from the table and hurriedly wiped the cigarette ash on Chen Hua's chest.
A slightly angry look appeared on Chen's screen, and he reached out to dodge the paper in Ni Shangjin's hand and whispered, "It's okay." Before he could start wiping the soot on his body, he was picked up by Guo Renqiang.
Chen Hua's body was weak, and in the face of this fat man who weighed more than 170 pounds, he really had no power to fight back.
Guo Renqiang carried the Chen painting, his eyes flashed with anger and said, "Boy, let's go out and talk." As soon as the words fell, he walked towards the door with Chen Hua in his hand.
Ni Shangjin wanted to catch up, but begged to be stopped by his younger brother, but he couldn't get by.
Ni Chengren stared at Ni Shangjin and said in a flat tone: "Young people's affairs, they will solve it themselves, sit down and eat." ā
Guo Renqiang also knew that Shang Mingzhu's problem was wrong, and he didn't plan to clean up the old paintings outside the door, but instead pulled him to the lawn under the building.
'Plop~' Chen Hua was thrown on the lawn by Guo Renqiang, Chen Hua's body and bones were already weak, and he almost didn't get up by this throw.
Chen Hua staggered to his feet, leaning against the tree behind him to gasp.
Only then did he see that from under another building, more than a dozen unscrupulous young men carrying steel pipes came up.
Guo Renqiang twisted his neck and shook his hands, as if he was ready to move before the fight. The people in the rear also followed, Guo Renqiang snatched the finger tiger from a person's hand, put it on his right hand, he walked half a meter in front of Chen Hua's body and said coldly: "Boy, now kneel down for the little master and admit his mistake, maybe I can call you 120 at that time."
Chen Hua looked at the finger tiger in Guo Renqiang's hand and looked at the distance between the two. Less than half a meter, Guo Renqiang could hit himself in the face as soon as he raised his hand, he was looking at the dozen people in front of him, these dozen people were no more than five meters away from him, if he ran, he couldn't outrun them at all. Now the rusty knives haven't come over yet, so they have to delay the time.
Chen Hua wiped a handful of mud from his face and said slowly: "Fatty, before you move me, you have to weigh it carefully." ā
When he heard Chen Hua say this, Guo Renqiang was really stunned for a moment. Isn't this guy really having any big backstage? But he thought about it again, this guy is from the imperial capital, and it is impossible to be in the capital of Tianfu if he has a backstage! Now that others are in the capital of abundance, even if they make him half dead, he can't do anything about himself.
"Huh." Guo Renqiang's eyes were bulging, his left hand reached forward and grabbed Chen Hua's neck, he smiled fiercely and said, "I want to scare your grandfather." ā
Although Chen Hua was choked, he smiled because he saw him directly in front of him. Dozens of people were hurrying towards their side.
A middle-aged man in his thirties, with a sturdy body and a long scar on his face, rushed over with a steel pipe in his hand, squeezed through the crowd, raised his foot and kicked Guo Renqiang to the side. He hurriedly stepped forward to protect Chen Hua, and asked with a worried face: "Moyu, are you okay?" ā
That's right, this sturdy man is the leader of the Dou Po Alliance, the 'Rusty Knife'.
Chen Hua covered his neck and coughed a few times before replying, "It's not a big deal." Although he said that, Guo Renqiang did have a few red finger prints on his neck.
When the rusty knife saw these finger prints, the anger in his heart instantly rose. He let go of Chen Hua, turned around and fell on Guo Renqiang's shoulder.
Guo Renqiang was in pain, lying on the ground and consciously protecting his face.
The rusty knife stepped on Guo Renqiang's chest, pointed at Guo Renqiang's head with a steel pipe and scolded: "Dead fat man, I cĒo mud horse!" Is Moyu something you can mess with? ā