The Dragon from Hell

Hong Zhentao finished speaking and waited for Qin Feng to respond.

Whether it was fierce resistance or kneeling down to beg for mercy, he would not take it seriously.

After all, he was a child of a noble family, and his status was nobler than that of ordinary people since birth.

Even if Qin Feng, a commoner from a grassroots background, was lucky enough to struggle to climb up to the upper class, he was still just a pariah.

It was not worth his response.

But unexpectedly, Qin Feng did not respond at all.

He did not curse loudly, nor did he beg for mercy immediately out of fear.

He just took a sip of wine calmly, as if he did not hear what Hong Zhentao said at all, as if no one else was around.

Obviously, everyone in this bar came for him, but he seemed to be deeply attracted by the wine glass in his hand, and did not even raise his eyelids.

This made Hong Zhentao a little nervous.

What qualifications does he have to ignore me?

Moreover, the female companion in Hong Zhentao's arms covered her mouth and laughed softly, saying in a voice that went into her bones: "Mr. Hong, is he scared silly?"

"I think so!"

The other two rich young men also laughed: "After all, they are from a grassroots background. It's the first time they see a person like Mr. Hong, so they will be a little nervous."

"Alas, a commoner can actually live under the same roof with us. Isn't he too excited to speak?"

"That's right, it can be regarded as...brilliance to the family, right?"

As soon as the few people spoke, they made a group of female companions laugh softly, and their eyes looked at Qin Feng with more disdain.

They didn't think that a Phoenix man like Qin Feng would dare to ignore Mr. Hong, and just thought he was really scared silly.

Really useless.

Originally, Hong Zhentao was also a little angry, but after being told by the people around him, he also felt that it made sense.

After all, he was just a Phoenix man who had never seen the world, so it was normal to be so nervous that he couldn't speak.

He regained his arrogant and lazy tone and said lightly: "Don't be nervous. I just said that I don't like violence."

"I heard that you have some skills. I won't stop you if you want to leave, but you will find it difficult to bear the consequences."

"Maybe you don't understand that people like us who are born more noble than ordinary people have much more effective ways to kill someone than violence."

After saying so many lines, Hong Zhentao finally returned to the topic: "I won't talk nonsense with you, just one sentence."

"I like your Xingsheng. I want to see it transferred to my name within three days."

"At the same time, Chen Dong's shares in Qinghai Group are also hot for you. I can reluctantly share your worries."

"Nod, and you can still save your life."

"Shake your head, you will not be able to move forward in Chuanzhong."

Hong Zhentao's tone was casual, as if those things were supposed to be his.

In fact, everyone present knew that the Hong family had done the same thing many times.

To put it bluntly, it was picking melons.

Relying on their large family, deep foundation and extensive network, they have plundered the fruits of others' victory.

Some entrepreneurs who came from ordinary families, whenever they created a company with good prospects, the Hong family would spare no effort to attack and rob them.

They bought a company that was obviously worth over 100 million yuan for 10 million yuan.

You can disagree, anyway, a newly established company has an unstable foundation, and the network of people in the hands of the Hong family is enough to bring them down.

If the open ones don't work, there are also covert ones. Last year, there was a news that a CEO who had just started a successful business in Sichuan died inexplicably in a woman's bed because of excessive indulgence.

And the woman was old and ugly.

That's not all. Someone took a photo of the CEO's death and posted it on the Internet. When his old mother saw it, she died of anger on the spot.

The Hong family has done such things for decades, which is one of the reasons why the Hong family can stand firm in Sichuan.

So he asked Qin Feng for Xingsheng and shares, just like asking for his own things back.

Qin Feng shook his wine glass and listened to Hong Zhentao's domineering speech. He felt funny and finally said the second sentence: "What, robbing?"

"Don't be ungrateful, kid!"

A rich young man poured a glass of wine with a smile, hugged the sexy woman in his arms and said: "Can our Hong Shao's business be called robbing?"

"For grassroots like you, no matter how much wealth you have, it is a burden."

"Some things are destined from birth, and there is no such thing as a salted fish turning over."

"Xingsheng is such a good company, of course it should be handed over to people of noble birth like us to control, you can't control it."

"So Hong Shao is willing to take over, it's purely for your own good."

These people are all affiliated with the Hong family. They are obviously dogs in front of Hong Zhentao, but they are full of superiority when facing Qin Feng.

Let alone them, even the beautiful girls who make a living by selling meat are full of Qin Feng.Full of contempt.

Yes, the losers should just be losers.

Beauty, wealth, status, these are not what ordinary people like them can have.

Only people like Hong Zhentao who are born noble are worthy of huge wealth and status.

As for ordinary people... they should obey their fate and work for the rich.

They actually want to turn over and become the master?

It's really unforgivable!

Hearing these twisted remarks, Qin Feng was not angry, but laughed: "You mean, I should thank you?"

"It's okay to be grateful."

Hong Zhentao blew out another puff of smoke: "After all, you can see that the difference in our net worth is not the same level."

"Even if I kill all the dogs in your house, it will only cost a few million to settle the matter."

"And you..."

He pricked Qin Feng with the hand holding the cigarette: "Let alone robbing you of a company and shares, even if I rob your wife, you have to kneel down and hand me a condom, you know Why?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, expressionless: "Why?"

"Because there is a gap between you and me."

Qin Feng laughed, holding a wine glass in one hand and leaning on the bar: "Why, everyone is born unequal?"

"I know people like you always fantasize about equality, but I can tell you that this world is so cruel."

Hong Zhentao spread his hands and said lazily: "I was born nobler than ordinary people, and I am also troubled."

As soon as the voice fell, the people present laughed in support, waiting to see how Qin Feng would respond.

Although Xu Ying was a little unhappy, after all, she was also from a grassroots background.

But seeing Qin Feng being humiliated like this, he dared to sit there and didn't say a word, she felt very comfortable in her heart.

Reality is so cruel, there will always be someone to teach you how to be a human being.

It's a pity that I can't kill him personally to avenge my senior brother, but as long as Qin Feng has nothing, I have plenty of ways to deal with him.

At the same time, the young figure on the second floor saw that Qin Feng didn't even dare to fart, and stretched out in boredom.

"With this level, it seems that I came here for nothing today."

"Let's go, there's nothing to see."

"He is not worthy of being my opponent."