Chapter 151 (1/2)
Ten minutes later, Zhou Chen came back and said, ”President Su has got the money.”
Suximu gave a faint ”um” and then said to the short fat man, ”go get some money.”
Short wax gourd heard suximu's words, the whole body trembled, ”don't pretend to force, you can take out so much money?”
Suximu didn't speak, just made a wink toward Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen immediately reached out to lift the collar of the short fat man. Just now, the short fat man, who was still arrogant, just like a chicken, slipped out of the crowd.
”What are you doing? What do you want to do... ”The short fat man cried out in a panic as he struggled.
Zhou Chen didn't pay any attention to him at all. He took him to the front of the car and opened the trunk of the car. ”Twenty million, some money.”
The short fat man didn't expect to ask him to come over and have some money. He stared at the neat yard of cash in the trunk, and his eyes were almost cockfighting eyes.
The crowd around saw the money in the trunk of the car and immediately exploded.
”Oh, my God, it's 20 million!”
”I've never seen so much money in my life.”
”What's the identity of this man? Twenty million ten minutes? ”
……
Zhou Chen reminds the short fat man who has already glared his eyes into cockfighting eyes, ”hurry up and get some money. We are still waiting for president su.”
”Do you really want to pay me the 20 million?” Asked the short fat man, swallowing.
Zhou Chen light ground is glaring at him a way: ”our house Su always says one not two.” Of course, Zhou Chen didn't tell the short fat man what he said.
The general manager Su of their family is no different, but he has never suffered a loss.
”The money is mine, the car is yours.” The short fat man said happily.
Zhou Chen cold hum a, turn round to face Su Ximu to walk past.
”Mr. Su, he has finished counting the money. The car is already ours.”
Suximu nodded, and then said faintly, ”it's smashed!”
Smashed? What are you smashing?
Everyone found sushimu's words baffling.
Zhou Chen went back to the previous car, opened the door, bent down, felt out a solid steel pipe from the car, raised his hand, and hit the short fat man's Maserati Tibo 151.
The eyes did not blink, as if it was not a Maserati Tibo 151 worth nearly ten million, but a Maserati model.
All the people present, except sushimu, were stupid. Even luofeier was stunned.
Spent 20 million on this Maserati, and now it's used to smash it?
Soon the brand-new Maserati 151 in Zhou Chen's hands under the steel tube, into a scrap, and his action also stopped.
”Mr. Su, it's over!”