Fucheng was so angry at Xia Li's generous attitude that the veins on his forehead jumped, but there was nothing he could do about her.
This is the South Island Corps. Even if he really wants to use lynching, those people in the South Island will never agree!
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you, just say it!"
Xia Li made an empty fist with one hand and tapped the table with his index finger. He didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.
The money is in place, otherwise there is no need to discuss it.
Fucheng closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
Does this woman really think she can keep her life if she gets the money?
Then he will teach her a long lesson today, letting her know that some people cannot be offended, otherwise the price she will have to pay is definitely not something she can bear! !
He raised the corners of his lips slightly and gave Xia Li what he thought was a kind smile.
"Okay, I'll ask someone to get it for you now."
Looking at his ferocious smile, Xia Li almost laughed out loud, and said in a low voice: "That's right, you have to be as calm as me.
How can you live an easy life if others don't feel happy even if they follow your advice and have to choke on your words? "
The fists at Fucheng's side clenched loudly, and the anger in his heart was about to burst out, but he didn't say anything.
Wait for him! After he asks all the questions, he must let this damn woman see the dangers of the world!
Fucheng's men moved very quickly and quickly got the money and tickets.
Fucheng put the things on the corner of Xia Li's desk and handed him a pen and paper.
"I put the money here, write down all the names of the people you know.
If you find anything wrong, you must also explain it clearly to me. "
Xia Li nodded, put the pen in front of Fucheng, and said cheerfully: "Come, sign a voluntary gift deed for me, write down what happened clearly, and promise not to take it back.
In order to avoid causing other troubles in the future, none of us can explain clearly, and it will not look good. "
"boom!"
Fucheng couldn't bear it anymore and slammed his fist on the table. He looked at Xia Li with a cruel look and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push yourself too far!"
Xia Li answered very nicely: "Forget it if you don't sign."
Then he leaned back and resumed the posture of a hemiplegic old man leaning on the sofa.
Fucheng:……
Fucheng's blood pressure skyrocketed due to anger, and his face was swollen and red.
At this time, it was like a punch hitting cotton, light and weak.
It was he who begged Xia Li to name those people. Without being punished, there was nothing he could do against Xia Li.
Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll write!"
While Xia Li was writing the voluntary gift, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to meditate.
She was thinking in her mind that when she went back and told her dad about provoking this shit in front of her, would her dad tell her the truth?
She had never been so passive before. She didn't know anything. She didn't know which direction to go in to solve the problem. She was very powerless.
"It's done, write quickly."
Xia Li took the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he put the paper and the money into his pocket.
Without any hesitation, he picked up the paper and began to write names on the paper. After writing for twenty minutes, he looked up at Fucheng and said seriously: "Give me a few more pieces of paper, I can't write anymore." "
Fucheng:? ? ?
The expression on Fu Cheng's face was a little distorted. He was obviously a very calm person, but Xia Li's attitude made him feel a little off guard.
"You can't even write on a piece of paper that's so big. How many people did Xia Jianguo contact?
Xia Li, my patience has its limit!
If you dare to fool me, don't blame me for being rude to you! "
Xia Li raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said confidently: "If you don't believe me, you can go check it out. If my dad hasn't contacted these people after getting the news about the decentralization, you can come to me!
Oh, you can learn the details, and the money is non-refundable. "
Fucheng's forehead was throbbing with veins, and the fists at his side clenched loudly.
With the most annoyance, he took out a piece of paper from the table next to him and put it on Xia Li's table with the lightest force.
He was afraid that this woman would cause trouble for him again because of her attitude. More than half of the 25,000-mile Long March had been completed, so we couldn't ruin it on the last few steps!
"Write."
