Almighty male god of god-level selection system

"Bosses, what are you planning to do?"

The person who opened the door was a fair-faced young man, with oily hair and pink face, and a carefree look.

Zhang Haibo raised his eyes and saw rows of mahjong tables, filled with men, women, old and young. The head fee alone would cost tens of thousands.

Not to mention that the mahjong parlor is still in such a treasured Feng Shui location, so you can imagine how terrifying the income is!

Once Zhang Haibo gets crazy, not even nine oxen can pull him back.

"Call your boss out, I have a business to discuss with him." Zhang Haipo said directly.

"this……"

The young man scratched his head at first, not knowing what they wanted to do.

But seeing that there were so many people on the other side, he had to give up and nodded.

"Okay, wait here."

In the blink of an eye, a dark, strong man walked from inside, with a big gold chain hanging around his neck and a bare head.

Seeing his unsparing attitude, Zhang Haibo swallowed secretly and couldn't help but retreat.

He didn't want Lin Fan to be so cunning, and he forgot to bring bodyguards this time, so his personal safety was seriously threatened.

But even if the land was gone, Zhang Haibo still had the courage to ask: "Please tell me, how much does it cost to sell this store?"

"What?"

The bald man was startled for a moment, then his face was full of sneers and ridicule.

He could tell that Zhang Haibo and the others had young faces, similar to those of freshly graduated college students, and were not very powerful people.

I really ate the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!

"Brothers, we don't welcome minors here, just go and have fun!"

Before he finished speaking, the bald man was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Haibo.

"I said, I want to buy this store. How much... you make an offer."

The bald man frowned slightly, finally understanding Zhang Haibo's intention.

He looked at the group of people up and down and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

They are obviously a bunch of idle playboys who are still trying to learn how to do business.

"Not for sale."

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haibo's eyes widened, "I'm going to put my words here tonight. If I sell them, I will sell them. If I don't sell them, I have to sell them."

Judging from the meaning in his words, it is obvious that he wants to buy and sell by force.

Such a valuable shop location is rare in Nanshan City, which is enough to imagine how deep the background of the other party is.

Zhang Haibo was stubborn and didn't think about this at all. It's no wonder that he took Liu Yang and got beaten.

"Hit me!"

Seeing the group of people whining and whining around, the bald man not only did not feel frightened, but instead touched his chin with interest.

He really didn't know whether the boys in front of him were really stupid or pretended to be stupid.

Soon, with a crackling sound, several more figures appeared outside the mahjong parlor.

At the same time, Lin Fan, who had just had excessive contact with Yang Xiaoman, also opened his eyes slightly.

"Are you awake?"

He rubbed his eyes and stretched a little tiredly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached out his hand, he was hugged by Yang Xiaoman: "You slept very soundly, but you tricked me!"

Lin Fan smiled helplessly and rubbed her head maliciously.

Who would have thought that Yang Xiaoman, who was dancing heartily on the dance floor that day, was still an innocent girl, and those charming pictures were just bold attempts.

She worships money, but she won't hand over her most precious body to others until she finds her target.

Now, Yang Xiaoman belongs to Lin Fan.

"By the way, our company..."

"It's your company."

Lin Fan smiled and scratched her nose.