189 Poor Fan Jian

Suddenly, Wang Cong let out a nervous laugh.

"Hahaha-"

"I understand, I understand, isn't it just money?"

Wang Cong looked at me with 100% confidence in his eyes.

But this time, it's really not about money.

I saw him pick up a glass of wine on the table, then pour it into his stomach, and point to me with his finger: "Ten shops, 20,000 yuan a month rent, I will give you 200,000 a month!" What do you think! ”

To be honest, the shop in my area is really not worth 20,000 a month.

Wang Cong can give me 20,000 a month, which is completely looking down on me.

However, I always felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Because in his bones, he also dislikes Mouse Street, and he also dislikes people like me.

In his eyes, I'm just a stupid roe deer who can solve everything with money.

So I lowered my head and began to be silent.

It's not a yes, it's not a yes, and I'm a little embarrassed.

Wang Cong sat down directly in front of me, crossed Erlang's legs, and the strength of the wine seemed to come up all of a sudden.

"What? Not enough! Two hundred and fifty thousand! ”

I also looked at Wang Cong seriously.

"Brother Wang, it's really not about money, I promised others ...... first"

"Three hundred thousand!"

It can be seen that the patience in Wang Cong's heart has been held to the extreme.

Such a rich man, it is not good for me to offend him.

With this 300,000 yuan, I will have a big deal to charter ten more shops for Xiaoxi to open a restaurant.

So he gritted his teeth and agreed ruthlessly.

"That's good! 300,000, just 300,000! ”

Unexpectedly, the price was raised to such a high level, Wang Cong would be angry, but he slammed the table.

Bang!

"Good! Lao Tzu likes people like you who are greedy for money! ”

"What I care about is not how much money, but whether you will give me face!"

"If you don't even give me face, let alone money, you won't have a good time in the future."

Wang Cong said his true thoughts through half-joking words.

After listening to this, I also felt scared for a while, but fortunately I didn't continue to fight with Wang Cong.

My current strength is no match for this son-in-law.

"Zhang Wei, come! Bang a cup, you kid has a future, you can do business, ordinary people can't wait to agree when I ask for 200,000, you just survived to 300,000! ”

As he spoke, Wang Cong took out a goblet and placed it in front of me, and the dazzling red liquor was poured into my glass, and I smiled politely, colliding with Wang Cong's glass.

The sound that came out was the sound of fear.

I know that in my life, I am destined to not get along with Wang Cong.

He just wanted to use me as a pawn.

So I drank the wine from the cup as he had meant, and said to him.

"Brother Cong, if there is something to do in the future on Mouse Street, even if I am instructed, I can do it, I will definitely do it for you!"

This kind of politeness is always something to say.

Wang Cong was also happy to hear it.

"Good! With your words, then I will arrange Ono to Mouse Street, and I will feel relieved. ”

He just wanted to find a cage to trap Kawaino.

But in the future, I don't think it's a loss to be able to get in touch with this kind of big beauty.

"Let's go, let's go to the dance together, I specially invited Li Zifeng and Ma Siwei to help out today."

Li Zifeng's post-00s Hua Dan actor, Ma Siwei, the hottest rapper in Rongcheng.

The prices of these two are not low, what day is today?

But I feel like it has a lot to do with Kawaino.

So I was also curious, followed behind Wang Cong, and walked towards the next level of the yacht.

The lower level of the yacht is much wider, nearly a hundred square meters, and it has no problem accommodating forty or fifty people.

In the middle is a hall, two rows of buffets, and there is a stage at the top, with pianos and other musical instruments, and I saw Ma Siwei holding the microphone and preparing to start singing.

However, in the middle of the crowd, I saw two familiar figures.

In the middle of the crowd, a-looking figure is hugging the thin waist of Internet celebrity Kawaino, dancing harmoniously with the soft piano sound around him.

One before and one behind, one left and one right, the key thing is that Fan Jian is not honest, he dances and dances, just hug his waist, he still plans to explore downward, Kawaino does not stop him, his expression is like wood, as if it is not her body that has been touched.

I stood beside Wang Cong and sweated for Fan Jian in my heart.

This guy, I'm afraid he doesn't want to get mixed up.

How many times has Lao Tzu reminded him that Wang Cong's woman can't be touched!

He is still in front of the public, so deceitful to me.

Eh~

I could only sigh in my heart.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Just when my nerves were tense.

Wang Cong, who was next to him, suddenly applauded loudly.

The momentum emanating from his body instantly quieted down these sons and ladies at the scene.

Even Ma Siwei, who was about to sing in the distance, realized that something was wrong and put down the microphone in his hand.

Wang Cong clapped his hands as he walked towards Fan Jian and Kawaino in the center of the crowd.

I followed with sweat on my forehead.

All the people, seeing that Wang Cong's face was wrong, didn't dare to come up to say hello, but just stood silently in two rows to make way for him.

Until Wang Cong came to Fan Jian and Kawaino in front of him.

At this moment, Fan Jian was as uncomfortable as ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, he wanted to push Kawaino away, but Kawaino was like chewing gum, sticking to his body, and he couldn't push it no matter how he pushed it.

Fan Jian could only look at Wang Cong in embarrassment.

"Hehe, Brother Cong, Ono and I are waiting for you, Ono said that my dance steps are not as good as yours, just when you came, you should dance with Ono."

After Fan Jian finished speaking, Kawaino hugged Fan Jian's body, but he worked harder.

Fan Jian looked at me pleadingly.

I turned my head to the side and didn't look at him.

This fool, I know, he will suffer because of his lower body.

Who is Wang Cong, and you dare to provoke it?

With your father's strength, dare to touch Wang Cong?

"No, no, you guys are dancing well, keep jumping."

Wang Congpi didn't smile, and he looked very crazy.

Everyone around him could tell that he was angry.

Kawaino didn't care about Wang Cong's feelings at all, but instead stuck his head on Fan Jian's chest.

I feel like they're angry with each other.

It's a pity that Fan Jian became an innocent victim.

"What? Why are you looking at me? I can't dance, your name is Fan Jian, right? ”

Suddenly, Wang Cong smiled and asked Fan Jian.

Fan Jian's face was pale at this moment, his body stiffened, and he looked at Wang Cong aggrieved.

"Yes, my dad is ......"

"I know, your dad is a fan bureau, and we've had dinner!"

Wang Cong took the initiative to answer.

With such a temptation, Fan Jian's background was fully revealed.

Wang Cong easily said the word Fan Bureau, which shows that he didn't take Fan Bureau seriously at all.