Ability Small Village Chief

The truck driver was praised by Meng Hailong, and he quickly got carried away and forgot who he was.

While showing off the muscles on his body, he slapped his chest and said proudly: "Our body is stronger than a cow, and ordinary people can't hurt me even if they hit me hard."

"Dude, can you give me a punch?" Meng Hailong pretended to be very admiring, and asked.

"Yes, but you have to give money." The truck driver continued to pat his chest and said, "I don't do less things like this when I am a punching bag." The old rule, punch a punch, give a hundred, pay the money, whatever you want.

"That's right, okay. Nothing else, I just have a lot of money. Meng Hailong smiled and took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the truck driver.

After taking the money, the truck driver was about to put on a posture, but at this time, Meng Hailong punched.

A surprise punch hit the truck driver in the face, and with just such a punch, Meng Hailong knocked him to the ground.

The money that had just been taken from Meng Hailong's hand, because he didn't grasp it steadily, floated away when it fell, and returned to Meng Hailong's hands.

"I'm grass, I don't hit people in the face, don't you understand this rule?" After the truck driver was beaten, half of his face was already swollen, and several big teeth were lost, mixed with a mouthful of bloody sputum and spit out, which made the truck driver angry to death.

"I'm going to hit you in the face." Looking at the truck driver who fell to the ground, Meng Hailong's face sank, and he said coldly, "Say, did you make those dyed roses in the car?" "

Damn, it's been a long time, it turns out that you're really here to find fault!" After figuring out the situation, the truck driver suddenly got up from the ground, picked up the wrench next to him, and rushed towards Meng Hailong.

Standing in place, watching the truck driver rushing towards him, Meng Hailong did not show the slightest panic, and only waited for the truck driver to run in front of him, then raised his foot and kicked out.

Meng Hailong's kick seemed to be light and fluttering, but it kicked the truck driver who was close to two hundred catties and flew out upside down.

The body of nearly 200 catties flew out two or three meters away, "plopped", and slammed heavily on the ground, due to inertia, the truck driver still rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.

Although he is strong and known to be very resistant, the opponent he met was Meng Hailong, which was destined to be his sorrow.

With just one move, the truck driver can no longer get up.

Kicking the truck driver, Meng Hailong slowly walked towards him, picked up the wrench that fell from his hand, came to him, and said to him coldly: "Give you two choices, first, I will use this wrench to knock you unconscious, and then throw it into the river to feed the fish." Second, tell me the truth, did you make the dyed roses? Lying

on the ground, his back hurts to death, he can't get up if he wants to climb, although the truck driver hates Meng Hailong in his heart, but the situation is forced, he can only open his mouth and say: "I'm just a delivery, it's useless for you to kill me, you have the ability to find my boss!" "

Okay, I'll go find him now." After saying this, Meng Hailong stepped forward, dragged the truck driver, dragged him to the passenger cab of the truck, opened the car door, and threw him in with both hands.

was tossed by Meng Hailong like this, and the truck driver was also very aggrieved.

Although the boss repeatedly warned him that he must not tell anyone else the address, but in this situation, he can't help but say it.

Meng Hailong drove a large truck, and under the guidance of the truck driver, he quickly left the city and walked on a bumpy path.

As the path deepened, gradually, Meng Hailong smelled a faint fragrance of roses.

A few hundred meters further, a large number of roses appeared in Meng Hailong's sight, and the large one was all white roses.

According to rough estimates, the land where white roses are planted is at least a few dozen acres.

Of course, in addition to white roses, there are many other flowers around, such as lilies, carnations, etc.

"Turn left and you're there!" The truck driver spoke again to show the way.

According to the truck driver, Meng Hailong drove the big truck around a corner, and soon, he saw that not far ahead, under a canopy, some people were processing and dyeing roses.

At this point, Meng Hailong finally understood.

Those people use white roses to dye them, turn them into golden roses, and sell them for a profit.

Discovering this den, Meng Hailong was extremely angry.

Of course, what made him most angry was not that these people made dyed roses and violated his interests, but that these people had no scruples and used dyes indiscriminately.

In terms of dyes, although Meng Hailong does not have a deep understanding, he knows that as long as it is a dye, it will definitely contain substances harmful to the human body.

After people buy flowers, they usually put them in front of their desks, which means that these dyed roses will directly endanger people's health, which is why Meng Hailong is most angry.

Because of his anger, Meng Hailong didn't even step on the brakes, but stepped on the accelerator and let the big truck rush towards the canopy.

"The truck seems to be out of control, everyone run!"

Someone shouted, and the people who were processing and dyeing roses under the canopy immediately scattered and fled, and at the moment when they rushed out of the canopy, the truck crashed into the canopy, and with a "boom", the entire canopy was smashed to pieces.

"Big man, how do you drive?" Someone ran to the van, banged on the door and shouted angrily.

Meng Hailong kicked on the car door, directly kicked the entire car door away, and the car door directly knocked the people who came forward into stunning, so scared that the rest of the people didn't dare to say a word.

Jumping down from the truck, Meng Hailong glanced at everyone and said in a cold tone: "Who is the boss here?" "

The boss isn't here." Someone timidly replied.

"Call him and say that someone is looking for him and wants to negotiate a big deal." Meng Hailong's tone was quite cold, giving people an irresistible feeling.

Hearing his words, those people couldn't help but look at each other.

In the end, a guy who seemed to be in charge took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, according to what Meng Hailong just said, and conveyed his meaning to the boss.

After making the call, this person said to Meng Hailong: "The boss asked you to sit for a while, he is on the way, and he will be there soon."

"It's none of your business here, get out!" With a wave of his hand, Meng Hailong said coldly again, but those people had no intention of leaving.

Love to go or not, that's their business, and Meng Hailong doesn't bother to care about them.

Looking at the large white roses, Meng Hailong secretly counted in his heart, the cost of a white rose is two or three yuan. However, after processing and dyeing golden roses, the price suddenly soared to 30 yuan each.

Profits have increased nearly tenfold, which is more profitable than any other industry.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a black Mercedes-Benz car slowly drove away, and when they saw the black Mercedes-Benz car, everyone whispered: "The boss is here, the boss is here." "

That's right, the million-dollar Mercedes-Benz that drove over is owned by Dai Zixiang, the owner of this garden.

Because he came up with the idea of using white roses to process golden roses, in less than half a month, Dai Zixiang changed from a flower farmer to a nouveau riche with a net worth of tens of millions.

"What's going on?"

Dai Zixiang, who was slightly chubby and wearing a suit, got out of the car and glanced at everyone, especially when he saw that the big truck had crashed into the canopy, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

Dai Zixiang knows that the big man's driving skills are good, so it is right that this kind of mistake will not occur.

Because of this, Dai Zixiang quickly locked his eyes on Meng Hailong.

He had a feeling that this young man, who was not very good-looking, did not seem to have come to talk to him about business, but more like he had come to find fault.

"You're the boss here?" Meng Hailong looked at Dai Zixiang and asked coldly.

"That's right, I'm the boss here, brother, what do you want to do?" Dai Zixiang asked rhetorically, and at the same time took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

"Stop making dyed roses, I can blame you for everything you did." Meng Hailong didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "During this time, you have also made a lot of money, stop it."

Although Meng Hailong was angry about what Dai Zixiang did, the past was in the past after all, and it was impossible to get back the roses that Dai Zixiang sold.

As long as Dai Zixiang can realize his mistake and stop making dyed roses, then Meng Hailong doesn't want to beat him to death with a stick.

After all, as a flower farmer, he is not easy. is also a farmer, which Meng Hailong can deeply understand.

It's a pity that Meng Hailong thinks so in his heart, but Dai Zixiang may not take him seriously.

"Boy, how old are you?"

As soon as Dai Zixiang heard Meng Hailong's words, he smiled, "Dye white roses into golden roses, this is the idea I came up with, don't you see that I have planted such a large field of white roses?" You told me to stop making golden roses, and that's a big joke.

"It's not a joke!" Meng Hailong said coldly, "I planted the golden roses, and now, you dye them with white roses and turn them into golden roses, which has violated my rights and interests and deceived consumers."

"What's more, the dyes you use are also directly endangering people's health. Because of this, you must stop your illegal behavior immediately. "

Whew!" Dai Zixiang spit on the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm, and he said angrily, "What deceives consumers, what endangers human health, it's fucking fart." Uncle, let me tell you, even if you planted the golden roses, so what? If you have the ability, you can dye the golden roses into white roses, uncle, I promise I won't go to your trouble. "