Vol 7 Chapter 137: ）

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As thin as a cicada-shaped mask, Wanjia Kojima's highest technology product, the cost of a small one can reach several millions of dollars.
"How?" Shen Qianjin picked it up and dangled on his face in front of the mirror, and turned completely a strange face.
Ying Chu stared for a few seconds: "Yes."
If you don't say it, even if he met on the street, he wouldn't recognize Shen Qianjin.
"Will it be too ugly?" Shen Qianjin asked again.
Ying Chu's eyes narrowed: "Not ugly."
More than ugly, although she is not as pretty as herself, she can be considered a beauty.
"In this case, the lower the key, the better."
Shen Qianjin rolled his eyes: "It can't be ugly either."
Win Chu: "..."
When the employees here came to pick them up for dinner, they found in horror that the woman next to the boss had changed again ...
"Special help ..." They secretly called for help.
The assistant looks nothing serious: "Well, the boss has a lot of cousins, don't you have cousins?"
Everyone: "(⊙o⊙) Oh."
Shen Qianjin went to the waves after dinner, leaving Ying Chu and his men to discuss business. Win Chu went to the company the next day, and the concubine and him joined hands.
Several employees were thrilled again.
"Cousin ... cousin!" The assistant calmly patted their shoulders.
Some managers are pleased that the cousins ​​this time liked the things they prepared, plush toys and snacks in the office. The concubine was very happy to stay inside for fun, and the secretary in charge of the caretaker secretly texted the manager at the meeting.
Secretary: Manager, I always think this cousin is weird!
Manager: What's strange? Don't be jealous of a parent's beauty.
Secretary: No no no, it's really strange. An adult, and speaks like a child.
Manager: Does anyone like to pretend to be a kid? Take a good look at not allowing comments!
Secretary: Yes ...
"General Win, do you really talk to them in person?" After the meeting, several managers followed behind Win Chu, "It's too dangerous, those people ..."
Ying Chu glanced at him: "Otherwise you go on talking?"
"..." the manager closed.
The reason why Yingchu came this time was because they had built a hotel in the desert, and now that construction has come to an end, a few people have emerged, saying that the hotel has taken up their village and must be demolished.
The local staff negotiated with them several times, and they even acted twice. In their words, those people are a bunch of wicked bandits, maybe they are an organization.
"Are all arranged?" Win Chu asked the assistant.
"It's arranged. I'll be at Oasis Hotel tomorrow night at eight."
Bamhan took a few people off the jeep, and one of the bald guys who followed him opened his mouth with a big golden tooth: "If there is something wrong with the talk, let's get started!"
"Isn't it that the winner has something to do with the Tao?" Bamhan was a little nervous. "In case of a great role, then we ..."
"Are you afraid of a hair?" A right hand suddenly slaps him, a blond Caucasian sips, "What about anyone who knows again, this is our place, killing people Who knows we did it. "
He hesitantly said twice: "Even if we have the ability to find out, we are yours, and you will naturally have your own hahaha!"
Bamhan shook his fist. He was just an ordinary young man in the village. Last month, the bald man named Barton and the white man named Hill broke into his house with a group of people.
They threatened him with their parents and sister to work for them. At first he thought he was going to do something illegal. Later, he realized that he wanted to negotiate with a company on behalf of the village.
"Remember, if he refuses to pay 100 million yuan, the hotel will have to stop working." Patton patted him, "take a little energy, your family can still count on you!"
After that, the group laughed.
Bamhan gritted his teeth and went into the hotel. He felt that these people did not want to let the hotel continue to build, because as long as the other party was not a fool, they would not have paid so much ...
"This is Mr. Bamhan, the representative of the village."
"This is our boss winning."
Bamhan looked at Ying Chu, who was sitting behind the round table. He was a little surprised that he was so young and ... he looked so beautiful.
"Sit down." Win Chu raised his hand. "Mr. Bamhan, I hope we have a pleasant dinner tonight."
Bamhan was restless, and after sitting down he looked back at Patton and Hill standing at the door. They didn't squint, as if they didn't know him.
"Would your bodyguard go down to eat something?" Ying Chu asked.
Bamhan immediately shook his head: "No ... no need."
He can't stay here alone.
"I don't know what Mr. Bamhan does?" Ying Chu looked at him, expressionless.
Bamhan started to get nervous again, and always felt that there was something in this Oriental language.
"Grow crops." He coughed twice. "Our family has a large field of corn, and potatoes and melon."
Win Chu ate the dish slowly and glanced at him: "Don't Mr. Bamhan eat it? It's still not tasteful."
"I had eaten when I came ..." Bamhan had wanted to say that he had eaten, but that didn't seem right. Then he changed his mind and said, "I'm not hungry, I lost weight lately."
Ying Chu wiped her mouth: "That being the case, let's talk about business."
The waiter pulled all the dishes down and put a row of papers on the table.
"With regard to the previous price issue, we hope that Mr. Bamhan will consider it." Win Chu was still expressionless, and the smile under his eyes shook Bamhan.
"We are very sincere, and the hotel will be helpful to the development of your village after the building is completed." Ying Chu knocked on a document on the desk, and someone immediately sent the document to Bamhan.
"Look, our hotel can buy the crops and fine wines produced in your village. We can even provide you with jobs. The contract is very clear."
Bamhan is already looking at the contract. His eyes are getting brighter and brighter. If the contract says that, the life of their village will change dramatically, and they will no longer have to live on that land.
"That ... that compensation ..." Thinking of the people behind him, his heart sank.
Win Chu raised an eyebrow: "No compensation."
"What?" Bamhan was stunned. "You said 3 million before."
"I haven't provided so many opportunities to your village before." Ying Chu was paralyzed, with a smile in his eyes, "You know what my previous promise meant to you."
Bamhan's heart was beating constantly, and he felt numb in his hands and feet. After moving his buttocks, he changed his posture and carefully watched Win Chu.
"If I don't want these opportunities, how much will you compensate?"
"No penny." Ying Chu tapped the papers on the table again.
Someone put the document in front of Bamhan. He was shocked by Ying Chu's answer, and even forgot to open it for a while.
"Look ..." the assistant reminded him.
Bamhan trembled, opened the file, and looked a few lines after his face suddenly changed.
"No ... it's impossible ... where did you find the files, it was wrong ... it must be wrong!"
"The area occupied by my hotel is not your village at all. Your village chief exchanged some seeds and technology with the government more than twenty years ago."
Ying Chu leaned on a chair and watched his face getting whiter and whiter: "I see you today, just to see, who the wants me 100 million."
"You ... you ..." Bamhan was completely at a loss, turning his head at a loss.
Ying Chu kicked the chair aside: "It's time to stop, don't pretend."
"Ha ha ha ha!" Button slammed the backpack to the ground. "It's so brave to win the boss, just don't know how you plan to talk to us."
Hill came over and took Bamhan aside: "Useless waste, get away!"
Shen Qianjin drove the car so fast that she heard someone at the underground auctione here saying that Al Qaeda had taken a piece of land, but that piece of land had already been used by a Chinese businessman to develop a hotel. They would kill that businessman tonight ...
"Damn, won't you find out when you come ..." She stepped on the throttle to the bottom, hoping she had time.
Ying Chu watched a group of people pulling out various styles of firearms from his backpack. Except for him and his two assistants, several managers were already dazed.
"Win the boss, we know you know a lot of people, maybe we have some friends in common." Barton carried a machine gun on his shoulder and raised his chin. "A hundred million for us, you can use it casually."
Win Chu gave a bang, took the checkbook from the assistant, and wrote a 100 million check.
"..." Hill frowned and murmured Patton. "He really agreed?"
Barton gave him a white look: "You're stupid, he gave us not to be for nothing, and it was the same to kill him with money."
"This is a billion." Win Chu shakes the check in his hand.
Patton came forward with a greedy look.
Win Chu shook his hand: "But why should I give it to you?"
"What?" Barton didn't respond.
But Hill in the back said, "Damn! You dare to tease Lao Tzu."
Patton scolded the trigger and said, "Go to death!"
A chair flew over head-on, and he stepped back two steps to avoid it. When he tried to shoot again, the figure had been killed.
"Hurry up!" Hill greeted his men.
Almost at the same time, another assistant of Ying Chu moved, and the three people at the door had their arms unloaded before they could raise their guns. Hill pulled the trigger and slammed it on the flying cup.
When Ying Chu was about to start, he saw the door slammed open and Shen Qianjin's life-long killing spirit came in.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Ying Chu was fine, she grabbed Hill's arm, and Hill kicked over but was easily avoided by Shen Qianjin, his knees resting on his life.
With a scream, Hill knelt on the ground.
Shen Qianjin was about to make up for a kick, and suddenly her head was dizzy. She suddenly remembered that it was now midnight.
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