Domineering.
The apocalyptic disaster breaks out.
Do you still think you are the big boss?
"If you want to ask me to do something, just get out and do it yourself!!"
Yang Feng's words are very domineering. No matter who you are, big boss or chairman, you have to be humbled.
"Okay, okay, I'll go now."
The man wiped the cold sweat from his temples and left as fast as he could, not wanting to stay with this evil star for a second.
"Um?"
Yang Feng swatted away the little fly and looked elsewhere.
An impressive beauty appears in an unexpected place.
Sumanman.
Like other refugees, she was hiding near the corner, curled up, her eyes dim.
"What are you doing here?"
Yang Feng became a little curious, took two steps forward, lowered his head and asked Su Manman.
"I...I was...kicked out."
Sumanman shrank back in fear, and then stuttered, his eyes full of grievance and anger.
Room 407.
The seemingly pitiful mother and son, as well as several other refugees, took up residence in her house.
obviously.
Sumanman is the easiest one to bully.
In the end, she was rejected by others and was kicked out of her house. She became a homeless female tramp, hiding in the corner with other refugees.
Great good man.
Sumanman provided clean towels, cooked food, provided hot water, donated materials, and also gave houses to the poor refugees.
And finally?
Her good intentions did not pay off, but instead she became destitute and became a wandering refugee. She was despised by everyone and regarded as a pest by everyone.
Three days.
It’s only the third day of the end of the world.
Fragile human nature has been twisted into the shape of fangs, and as time goes by, the fangs of the dark side of human nature will become sharper and sharper.
"make persistent efforts."
The corner of Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, as if with a hint of ridicule, and he patted Su Manman on the shoulder: "It's hard to be a virgin these days."
Sumanman naturally understood the sarcasm in the words, bit her lip lightly, and a trace of bright red liquid flowed out.
stubborn.
Her eyes shone with stubbornness and unyielding, but in the end she just held back tears and turned her head away, daring not to refute.
It didn't take long.
There were waves of commotion coming from the safe passage in the corridor.
A man walked downstairs like a star, and appeared in front of everyone.
He was wearing a neat designer suit, and his slightly gray hair was meticulously combed. Although he was about fifty years old, he looked particularly young because of his regular exercise, and his body was straight and tall.
Mo Jianfeng.
This person is the chairman of the group, a wealthy businessman who is responsible for the development of several nearby properties.
Behind Mo Jianfeng, next to him was the property manager Bai Ting, followed by several strong men, including the man whose arm was cut off by Yang Feng.
"What a grand display."
Yang Feng lowered his eyes and sarcastically sneered.
Mo Jianfeng walked slowly.
The ups and downs of the business world and being in a high position all year round gave him a kind of self-confidence that was superior to ordinary people, and this self-confidence is usually regarded as the magnanimity of those in power.
Surrounded by refugee survivors,
"Hello."
"I'm Mo Jianfeng."
Mo Jianfeng's face was calm, his words were as thick as a leader's, and he stretched out his hand to express his goodwill.
Yang Feng glanced down, but had no intention of shaking hands with him. He sneered and turned back to the room: "Come in."
"you!!"
Manager Bai Ting next to Mo Jianfeng glared at her beautiful eyes, extremely angry at this unreasonable behavior.
Especially... what Yang Feng insulted was her boss, so she could only look up at Mo Jianfeng who was kneeling and licking him.
Yang Feng turned around.
His cold eyes, like sharp blades, swept over Bai Ting and the big man with a broken arm behind her.
Trouble comes from the mouth! !
Bai Ting then recalled the horror of facing Yang Feng yesterday, and the scene of cutting off the security captain's arm was still vivid in her mind.
"Don't be afraid."
"I am here."
Mo Jianfeng placed his palm on Bai Ting's shoulder, and his calm and deep words were reassuring.
yes!
The big boss is here.
What's more, I was fully prepared this time. Not only did I pick a few tough guys who could beat me, I even brought...
Bai Ting was convinced, and most of the fear in her heart was gone. She even screamed secretly, waiting for the big boss to deal with this stupid young man! !
Yang Feng's room is very messy.
Many food packaging bags were thrown carelessly on the ground, and the oil-stained dishes and chopsticks were not washed, leaving a table full of them.
"Sit anywhere."
Yang Feng lay on the chair and motioned for everyone to feel free to do so, but in fact there was no second seat in the room, so Mo Jianfeng could only stand awkwardly.
Dogs that please their boss are everywhere.
The man in charge of delivering the message quickly moved a seat outside and placed it respectfully behind Mo Jianfeng.
Mo Jianfeng felt a little unhappy.
He sat on the chair brought by his subordinates, and took out a box of cigarettes from his arms. The special iron box was printed with a series of English words, and each cigarette was personally customized.
Ding.
A crisp sound.
Bai Ting quickly stepped forward and lit Mo Jianfeng's hand intimately with a high-end lighter studded with diamonds.
hehe.
Yang Feng just sneered.
He picked up an apple casually, rubbed it and took a big bite: "If you fart, hurry up. Are you here to show off, or what are you here for?"
This sentence almost made Mo Jianfeng choke.
Just when Bai Ting was about to have a seizure, her boss Mo Jianfeng stretched out his hand slightly and asked her to stop talking.
Mo Jianfeng turned around, then took out a small notebook from his arms, and then took out a custom-made pure gold pen and wrote something on it.
"I want to negotiate a business deal with you."
After Mo Jianfeng finished speaking, he tore off the top page of the small book and handed it to Yang Feng.
Cheque.
This is a check for 10 million.
For ordinary people, 10 million is an astronomical number. Even if you work hard for a lifetime, you may not be able to earn this amount.
"This is a down payment."
"Before rescue arrives, if I can ensure my safety, I will give you another check. Fill in any number you want!"
Mo Jianfeng came here not to seek revenge for his subordinates, but to bribe Yang Feng with money.
Yang Feng took the check and looked at it carefully.
"Ten million is really a lot."
"This is the first time I've seen a check, and it's also the first time I've seen so much money."
Yang Feng still looked like a country bumpkin. He took the check and shined it in the sun to see more carefully.
Mo Jianfeng smiled.
No matter how powerful a person is, he is only as brave as an ordinary man.
Under the power of capital, what does the courage of an ordinary man mean? ?
"pity."
"Money is no longer enough."
"This thing is too hard to be used as a butt wipe."
Yang Feng turned around, took both ends of the check, and gently pulled it, tearing it in half. At the same time, Mo Jianfeng's face was torn into pieces.
Slap in the face.
This is a slap in the face! !
