"Isn't Zhao Jiangang a little rich? We don't necessarily have to be so afraid of him!" Cousin Liu said a little aggrievedly.

Facing his younger brother's complaints, Da Liu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

Is he afraid of Zhao Jiangang? Is he afraid of He Fan?

With a "pop" sound, Da Liu slapped his cousin and younger brother again.

"Who told you that I'm afraid of Zhao Jiangang?" Da Liu scolded.

"Isn't it?"

The younger brother didn't even care whether it hurt from being beaten or not, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "I remember it was you, Brother Liu, whom Zhao Jiangang made an appointment with today!"

"It was indeed Zhao Jiangang who made an appointment with me!" Da Liu nodded, but then he couldn't help but said proudly: "But Zhao Jiangang was not the only one in the box just now."

"Who else?" the younger brother asked doubtfully.

Facing his younger brother's inquiry, Liu smiled triumphantly and said, "Mr. He Fanhe!"

"He Fan?"

Upon hearing this name, the two younger brothers immediately exclaimed.

He Fan's name is now a household name in Fujian City, and the two of them have naturally heard of He Fan.

And He Fan is also their idol. After all, they are similar in age, but what He Fan has achieved now is beyond their imagination.

The youngest billionaire in China, what a resounding title it is...

"Why did He Fan come here!"

The younger brother murmured, but then his eyes lit up and he hurriedly looked up at his boss, Liu.

"Boss, is it possible that He Fan wants us to help him with something today?" the younger brother said, suppressing the excitement in his heart, but his tone was still somewhat trembling.

With a "pop" sound, Da Liu slapped his younger brother again.

"What He Fan? You can call me He Fan? You have to call me Mr. He!" Da Liu scolded in a stern tone.

But Liu knew that this Century Hotel was now owned by He Fan.

Although they were taking an elevator now, there were only three of them in the elevator.

But who can guarantee that the monitoring equipment here does not have a recording function? If word spreads that the younger brother calls He Fan by his first name, it will appear that he does not respect He Fan.

In this case, Da Liu's idea of ​​hugging He Fan's lap would only come to nothing.

The younger brother covered the back of his head where he was slapped with his hand, suppressing the grievance in his heart.

Three times!

In less than ten minutes, he had been beaten three times by the boss. He was really unlucky.

Facing Da Liu, no matter how wronged or angry I am, I will not lose my temper at all.

Not only that, the younger brother had to force a smile and slap himself in the face: "Look at my mouth, boss, you taught me the right lesson, that's Mr. He."

Children can be taught!

Da Liu nodded appreciatively, this cousin and younger brother was quite good.

However, after hitting the opponent three times in one day, Da Liu felt a little embarrassed.

He immediately put his arms around his younger brother's shoulders affectionately and said with a smile: "Don't blame me for hitting you. This is all for your own good. You must know that Mr. He is a big shot, and little people like us have to use honorific names for others."

"Yes, yes, the boss taught me a lesson." Although he was a little disapproving in his heart, the younger brother still had a look of being taught.

Da Liu also patted his younger brother on the shoulder, with a smile on his face, expressing satisfaction with his younger brother's performance.

At the same time, Da Liu also continued: "Mr. He did tell me something today. We will help him handle it later."

Until now, Da Liu still thought that the matter that Zhao Jian entrusted him with just now was something He Fan had told him to do.

After all, if it wasn't about He Fan, how could He Fan be here today.

After all, a big shot like He Fan should be busy meeting with various high-ranking officials and dignitaries. How could he have time to deal with a little guy like him? Da Liu guessed to himself.

"What's going on, boss!" the younger brother asked doubtfully.

He was really confused. After all, the level of trouble like He Fan was beyond the reach of gangsters like them, so why should he ask them for help?

Facing the doubts of the two younger brothers, Da Liu did not intend to hide it from them. After all, these two were his two most trusted younger brothers, and he planned to take them with him to handle the next thing.

Da Liu sorted out his thoughts and then told what was going on at the construction site.

After Liu finished telling the story of Mao Yong's family repaying kindness with revenge, even the two younger brothers became a little aggrieved.

"Made, such a wicked thing, if you ask me, I shouldn't have saved him in the first place and let him fend for himself. If he stayed, he would be a disaster." The younger brother said with a slight sarcasm.

The other younger brother nodded in agreement. Although he was a gangster, he was also a gangster who had a bottom line and knew how to repay kindness. He also couldn't stand the Mao Yong family's behavior of repaying kindness with enmity.

"Okay, let's talk nicely now. If you don't work hard later, we will see how labor and management deal with you two." Da Liu said with a sneer.

"Look, boss, I promise to make that family regret their lives."

The two younger brothers looked at each other and smiled, with a trace of cruelty flashing in their eyes.

"Ding!"

At this time, the elevator door happened to open, and the three of them stopped talking and went straight out of the elevator to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Liu's car is a black Land Rover, which looks very domineering.

He has been in this circle for more than ten years, and has naturally accumulated a lot of wealth, as well as a lot of cars.

This black Land Rover is just one of the many cars in his name.

Of course, although there are many cars, this black Land Rover is still the most valuable. The price of a new car is as high as more than two million, and it is also Liu's favorite car to drive for appearance.

After all, people in mixed society pay attention to appearance, and Da Liu is quite particular about this.

After all, he is the eldest brother. What can he do if he doesn't drive a Land Rover? Otherwise, he will be looked down upon by his younger brothers.

After getting the car, Liu immediately took his two younger brothers back to gather the troops.

Not long after, Da Liu drove to a bar, which was a bar he opened himself.

Although the bar area is not very big, the business in this area is quite good, and it can provide Liu with hundreds of thousands of profits every month.

However, the bar was not open in the morning, and the whole bar was deserted, with only a few waiters cleaning.

However, after Da Liu made several calls, in less than half an hour, a large number of young men gathered in the bar, and all of them enthusiastically called Da Liu "big brother".

At a glance, there were at least twenty young people, all of them with raised eyebrows, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not good-natured ones.

The fact is that these young men are all small gangsters from the neighborhood. None of them have serious jobs. They are either collecting accounts with Da Liu's men, or they are just waiting to die.

Da Liu looked at these people and estimated that there were enough people, so he didn't plan to wait any longer, although some people still hadn't arrived.

With a wave of his hand, Da Liu took these people and set off.

Zhao Jiangang had already sent him the address, so Da Liu wouldn't be able to find the place.

There were eight cars in the group, all brands, ranging from expensive ones such as Liu's Land Rover worth over two million to cheap Wuling worth only RMB 50,000 or 60,000.

Ten minutes later, Da Liu's motorcade stopped at the entrance of the construction site, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

At the same time, it also alerted Mao Yong's family at the gate of the construction site.

When Liu and his group of thirty people got out of the car, more people gathered to watch. Many workers on the construction site heard the sound and came over to watch.

Mao Yong and his family also looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong. After all, people like Liu looked like members of society.

A total of eight people from Mao Yong's family came to the construction site to cause trouble today. In addition to his parents, there were also his two uncles and two sisters and brothers-in-law.

When they saw Da Liu and his group of more than 30 people walking toward them menacingly, the legs and feet of Mao Yong's family members became weak.

They are all ordinary people and have never seen such a scene before.

"His dad, are they coming for us?" Mao Yong's mother said with trembling legs.

"How do I know!" Mao Yong's father was trembling, and he was already worried.

Mao Yong's two uncles and sister were equally scared and stepped back unconsciously.

On the other hand, the two sons-in-law of the Mao family are quite courageous.

Although both of them looked a little pale at this time, they still stepped forward and blocked the Mao family.

When Da Liu and his party surrounded them, the two sons-in-law suddenly plucked up the courage and asked: "You...who are you looking for?"

Da Liu, who had already walked up to Mao's family, did not respond to this question. Instead, he stared at a banner above his head with interest.

There is a line written on the banner: Black-hearted boss, give me a healthy son!

After reading the banner, Liu immediately shook his head.

It was true that he was uneducated, but when he looked at the other party's banner, he felt that the cultural level of the people on the other side was probably even lower than his.

But this is not the time to say whether the other party's culture is low or not.

Da Liu crossed his arms with both hands and said with a teasing smile: "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you holding up the banner?"

At this time, the Mao family members were united in their hearts, knowing that people like Da Liu were probably coming with bad intentions.
To be continued...