Shan Haining, who was also a poor man, had the first thing he did after becoming famous was to bully him as a comrade-in-arms who was the same as him. It can be seen that this person has no bottom line. Society may have given him some oppression, but this oppression did not make him work hard and build a CEO of a listed group, but instead turned him into a young man whose ears fell at night when snowflakes fell, and from then on they became the same type of people.

At that time, there were laid-offs everywhere, and the only thing that was not affected was the countryside. After all, there was land at home, so as long as you were hardworking, you wouldn't be hungry. But Shan Haining came, with a bulldozer, pickaxe handle, and a knife.

Aren't you not selling your land?

OK, I won’t beat you or scold you. I will just make two water sprinkler trucks, filling two-tenths of pesticides, and specializing in picking up the best place where your crops grow at night, and then sucking hard.

If you want to watch, I will look for two blind people, and I will go outside your yard to throw firecrackers and splash manure. If I don’t scare you, I will scare your elderly and children.

This very rogue and disgusting method is almost no one to use now, but it was really useful at that time. The honest farmers were relatively honest and could not afford to provoke these plague gods. In less than half a month, the Ministry of Railways successfully cleared the sections planned by the Ministry of Railways. What should Shan Haining, as a hero, do?

I definitely can't give you some money, so I'll give you some work.

Shan Haining completely shoveled this matter. With money and relationships, he has a decent identity. He has a district People's Congress representative, an outstanding city entrepreneur, chairman of Ninghui Construction Company, and the president of Ye Paris Entertainment Company. This series of titles made Shan Haining turn from a gangster to a rich businessman.

After hearing Zhan Kui's words, Mapan and I curled our lips and said nothing.

"I feel he's shameless, right?" Zhan Kui asked at us with a rosy face.

"Well, it's really shameless." Mabang nodded in a real way.

"To be honest with you, in fact, I have done all the shameless things he did." Zhan Kui was silent for a moment and said slowly.

I was stunned for a moment, frowned, and asked with a smile: "You have done it too."

"Isn't it just a sip of rice?" You whispered to the opponent, "I want to kill you, can he be afraid of you, haha, we are not the same as you." Zhan Kui took a sip of wine and said again.

After hearing Zhan Kui's words, I nodded thoughtfully and did not refute. Indeed, since the day I came out, I have been suffering and suffering with Brother Xu, but I have never been particularly short of money. The face is even more bizarre. It is said that he has been in such a long time and has never taken a knife a few times. What he is good at is stabbing others.

Therefore, it is difficult for us to understand Shan Haining, so we naturally have no right to comment.

I drank with Zhankui until the evening, and then everyone left. I was idle and had nothing to do, so I asked Mabang: "What are you going to do later."

"A woman asked me to go out." said rude face.

"Well, go ahead and cover your face, don't scare people from getting irregular menstruation." I said with a smile.

"You don't understand. The most basic principle for me to find a girl is that when two of you are like that, you must stare at my face and shout, Brother Face, Brother Face, your face is really slippery."

"It's really a pervert." I was speechless.

"Hey, you're right. My mentality is over now." Mabiao was silent for a moment, sighed, and left with his hands behind his back.

I looked at his back and felt very guilty. Destiny was a mess. I really didn't expect that after all, we could get together.

I was a little moved and I was going to go home to sleep. My private life has always been green and very healthy. In addition to smoking some cigarettes, drinking some wine, not prostitutes, gambling, or taking drugs, it is almost a model for good men. Some people call me Caesar Xuanzang

Chenyang, an office building, 11th floor Hepburn Men's Shoes Company.

"Didi, why don't you leave?" A middle-aged man in his thirties pushed open the glass door, walked to Liudi's office, and asked with a smile.

"It's still early, there's nothing to do when you go back. Check the nearest shipment order." Liu Di was stunned for a moment, looked up at the middle-aged man, smiled and took off his glasses, stretched lazily, and said slowly.

The middle-aged man's eyes swept against Liu Di's graceful figure, paused for a moment, sat casually across the desk, and said, "The work is not done in one day. After finishing today, I'll be idle tomorrow. I'm just hungry, let's have some food together."

"Forget it, I'm not too hungry, so I won't go." Liu Di paused for a moment, stroked his hair, turned his little hand and said sweetly.

"Oh, don't be bored, let's go, let's go, I'll treat you, I won't kill you." Middle-aged man joked, reached out and grabbed Liu Di's arm, and said enthusiastically.

"You are still kidnapped." Liu Di said with a helpless smile.

"I'm afraid you'll get hungry, and you'll be like an iron man all day long."

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, just talk about the Foshan manufacturer. Wait for me for a while and I'll change my clothes." Liu Di stood up in desperation, stretched his short skirt on his beautiful buttocks with both hands, and raised his head and said.

"Okay, you go."

"Then wait." Liu Di simply packed the table, then picked up his bag, pushed open the door of the locker room inside, and walked in.

"It's at least half an hour, hey." The middle-aged man looked at Liu Di in, said helplessly, wandering around the house with his hands behind his back, and then picked up a magazine on the shelf at the door, and read it absent-mindedly

"Tread."

Seven or eight people suddenly rushed in from the stairs on the first floor, all wearing baseball caps, handbags, white velvet gloves, and they were wearing coats in a very hot day.

"How many floors," the leader asked back.

"Room B221, 11th floor," a man looked at his cell phone and replied.

"Go up, go."

As he spoke, seven or eight people pulled out a pickaxe handle from the silk bag and ran upstairs quickly. In a blink of an eye, everyone came to the 11th floor. The young man led the way to open the security door and rushed in with the pickaxe handle.

"What are you doing?" A security guard came over with the key to lock the door. After seeing the group of people, he was stunned for a moment and instinctively asked.

"Ba,."

The leader raised his hand and slapped his mouth, which made the security guard stunned. He followed him with a big hand and pinched his neck tightly.

"It's not your fault, it's purely personal revenge. Squat down, squat down, fuck you/mom." He said with his eyes, holding a white mask.

"Peng," the security guard was beaten to the wall, looking at the security door in horror, and several figures rushed out one after another, holding pickaxes in their hands, and trotted inside.

"Is this family?" The leader's figure kowtowed the pickaxe on the ground twice, pointed to the plaque of Hepburn's men's shoes, and turned around and asked at the person behind.

"Yes, this one,"

"Blast it for me," the leading young man roared, swung the pickaxe handle, and smashed it at the transparent glass.

"Peng,,Pengpeng,."

"Crazy,."
Chapter completed!