Rebirth 98, the rise starts from ripping off Microsoft

Facing the fierce Brother Kun, Lu Yiming didn't panic, took out the checkbook directly from the lining of his suit, wrote a few words, tore it off and threw it in front of Brother Kun, saying in a calm tone: "Here is twenty."

Wan, let him go."

Brother Kun glanced at the check in surprise, then made some calculations in his mind, and said without changing his face: "Now it's three hundred thousand."

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly became angry: "Didn't you say 200,000 just now? Why is it now 300,000?"

Brother Kun glanced at him with disdain, then said with a ferocious smile: "You injured my brother just now, why don't you get 100,000 yuan for medicine?"

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned and looked at the lively guys in front of him.

Do these people need medical expenses?

Play!

The smile on Lu Yiming's face also disappeared, and his tone was cold: "Don't be so shameless, accept two hundred thousand, and then let him go, otherwise I won't mind teaching you how to write the word "death"."

Brother Kun didn't expect that Lu Yiming would be even more arrogant than him.

He crossed his arms, stood up straight, and became angry at Lu Yiming: "Ah, I'm so scared..."

"Street boy, believe it or not, I will chop you to death right now?"

However, at this moment, the lights outside were bright, a Rolls-Royce fleet parked outside, and dozens of strong men wearing sunglasses and suits got out of the car.

Brother Kun and his younger brothers were immediately dumbfounded.

Where have they seen such battles on weekdays?

Zheng Zhiguang walked in easily, glanced around the crowd, and then his eyes fell on Brother Kun: "Liangkun, right? What are you going to do to our VIPs from Standard Chartered Bank?"

Brother Kun heard that the opposite side was Standard Chartered Bank, and the fierce look on his face became much less intense.

Companies with this kind of foreign-funded background, let alone gangsters like them, can't afford to offend even the members of the club. If something really happens, a large group of military uniforms will come to teach them how to behave in a minute.

However, at this moment, Brother Kun's cell phone rang.

Brother Kun picked up his phone and looked at it. Then, as if he was a different person, he pressed the answer button and said with a flattering look on his face: "Leap..."

The caller was the leader of the club. On the other end of the phone, a somewhat angry voice could be heard scolding: "Liangkun, did you grow up eating shit? You dare to offend VIPs of Standard Chartered Bank! Hurry up and call me

I'll let him go, and then make a proper apology! You're looking for death, don't bring trouble to our club!"

"this……"

Brother Kun almost cried after hearing this. He greeted all the eighteen generations of Zhao Dali's ancestors in his heart. You should have told me if you had such an awesome friend!

In Xiangjiang, most of the so-called young and Dangerous boys are actually just vicious dogs raised by rich people. Even some gangsters are nothing in front of rich people.

Especially an institution with a British-funded background like Standard Chartered Bank, it is not something that a group of people like them can afford to offend.

As soon as Lu Yiming called, Standard Chartered Bank immediately took action.

There is no other way. Lu Yiming came here this time. He has saved a lot of money in Standard Chartered Bank. He is definitely a super big customer and should be supported as if he were his own father.

Although he was very angry in his heart, Liangkun did not dare to disobey the orders from above. After a few words of obedience, he put away his mobile phone like a defeated rooster and said to his younger brother: "Put this guy free."

Come on. Let’s go!”

"Boss, you don't want this money anymore?" a younger brother asked.

Liangkun slapped him in the face and said fiercely: "You only know that money, money, money, are at stake?"

With the instructions from above, not only did Liangkun let him go, he also didn't dare to take Lu Yiming's check.

He was afraid that if he took the money, his life would be lost.

Comparatively speaking, if you lose that little money, you will lose it.

Zhao Dali got rid of the shackles of the rope. Thinking of what he had just experienced, he felt as if he was still dreaming. He touched his red and swollen cheeks and complained unhappily: "Tie Zhu, you are not being kind. I know such a powerful person.

My friend, you didn’t come to my rescue earlier, so I got a severe beating!”

Zhao Tiezhu snorted and glared at Zhao Dali angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that you are my relative, I wouldn't have come to save you! You deserve the beating!"

He ran over and picked up the check that fell on the ground, carefully blew off the dust on it, returned it to Lu Yiming's hand, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your help."

Zhao Dali is a smart man. When he saw Lu Yiming casually signing a check for two hundred thousand yuan and making such a big show, he must not be an idle person. He quickly came to Lu Yiming and said with a flattering face: "

Mr. Lu, right? Thank you for your help. I owe you a hand! If I, Zhao Dali, are of any use in the future, just give me your orders."

Lu Yiming said cheerfully: "Okay, this is what you said. When I find you in the future, you can't refuse."

Then, Lu Yiming looked at Zheng Zhiguang and nodded in approval: "Comrade Zheng came on time."

Zheng Zhiguang joked: "I don't dare to be late to serve a distinguished guest like you."

"Let's go and eat, I'm already hungry."

Lu Yiming touched his belly and was already thinking about what to eat.

After going back and forth today, the seafood noodles I ate at home have long been digested.

Zheng Zhiguang invited Lu Yiming and Li Yiwen into the car.

Lu Yiming stuck his head out of the window and said to Zhao Tiezhu: "Tiezhu, after finishing your work, go to the headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank to find me."

"Okay, Mr. Lu."

Zhao Tiezhu also quickly assumed his identity and began to regard himself as Lu Yiming's bodyguard.

In the car, Li Yiwen felt that Zhao Dali was unreliable, so he reminded Lu Yiming in a low voice: "It's better to have less contact with such a low-level liar, because he might trap you at some point. After all, he is a liar.

There is no bottom line in doing things for the sake of money."

Lu Yiming was very open-minded and grinned: "Don't say that, even a piece of toilet paper or a pair of underwear has its use."

If Mengchangjun hadn't taken in a group of roosters and dog thieves, would he have been able to leave Xianyang alive? He might have been hung on the city gate by the king of Qin and become bacon in the sun.

Therefore, even if Zhao Dali is a liar, Lu Yiming will squeeze out all his remaining value. This is what a qualified capitalist should do.

Seeing Lu Yiming's carefree look, Li Yiwen felt something. He said with a vigilant face: "You are not thinking of some sexy operation again, are you? I tell you, you have to take it easy, I don't want to age.

I was easily frightened by you to give me heart disease and high blood pressure."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yiming vowed: "Don't worry, this time it will definitely be reasonable and legal."

Li Yiwen became even more nervous after hearing the whole story: "Damn, what on earth do you want to do?"