Ma Fenghou became angry again, and then he was held tightly by two followers.
Han You leaned against the fence and kept shouting: "Come on, come on, hit me. If you dare to hit me, report it to the official. If you report to the official, you will be sent to Jingzhao Mansion Prison. Come on, hit me quickly."
Acting is something that depends on talent. In fact, the script does not develop that fast. It's just that Han You found that many people's acting skills are not up to par, and Yu Qi and a group of girls are round... They are natural, and their acting skills are natural. Others' acting is too exaggerated. .
Han You had no choice but to speed up the dramatic conflict and increase the tension, fearing that Ma Fenghou would notice the other people's paralyzed facial expressions like domestic young meat.
But soon, Han You discovered another "good seedling", Zhao Tuo.
This guy works for a rogue agency, and he is also a master who eats people without spitting out their bones. His nickname is Zhao Sanlian. His acting skills are a must, and his comprehension ability is not bad either.
"Master Ma!"
Seeing that Han You had entered the drama in advance, Zhao Tuo also took over the drama: "In the capital, in front of the little ones, how can Mr. Ma be teased by outsiders? Just sit back and watch, what should be touched, what should be touched Drink, don't take anything to heart, I'm going to tell you this."
Before Ma Fenghou could understand what he meant, Zhao Tuo turned around and shouted with a desperate attitude: "Xiao Liu, go and get all the banknotes from the house. I bought this Xiang Lai Pavilion today. I don't want to say goodbye." Yes, just have fun for Master Ma!"
Several people behind him looked at each other in confusion, and Guo Peng looked back and forth.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan reacted and kicked Guo Peng's calf, saying in a low voice: "You are Xiaoliu. What sir said is indeed true. You can't keep up with the heat even if you eat shit."
"Am I Xiaoliu?"
Guo Peng was stunned for a moment. Am I not the old man?
Seeing Zhou Yan raise his leg again, Guo Peng hurriedly pretended to run down.
"No need."
After being "reminded" like this, Ma Fenghou suddenly became enlightened. He sat there and shouted at the two henchmen: "Go to the bank and find it for the manager. Tell him that he is my Ma Fenghou and take out 50,000 yuan." A banknote."
"Pretending to be your uncle."
Han You hugged his arms and said, "You are the only one who has the money. I will pay you 60,000 yuan."
Zhao Tuo slapped the table: "Seventy thousand strings!"
Han You shrugged: Eighty thousand strings. "
Zhao Tuo: "One hundred thousand strings!"
Han You was not doing well yet. Ma Fenghou was frightened and trembled. Is he sick? How about buying a brothel with 100,000 yuan?
"One hundred and ten thousand dollars." Han You said cheerfully: "Tonight, I will buy this Xianglai Pavilion, for no other reason than to humiliate you, humiliate you Ma Fenghou, humiliate you who are nothing but lickers. The dude with a face like your father's hand will let everyone in the capital know that you, Ma Fenghou, are a piece of shit who can't even compete with the rich."
"One hundred and twenty thousand strings!"
Zhao Tuo shouted again. Ma Fenghou didn't even have time to get angry and quickly winked at the former.
He was impulsive, but not completely stupid. Another reason was that he didn't have 100,000 guan. All the money was kept with his father, and he only had a little more than 60,000 guan in the bank.
Zhao Tuo noticed Ma Fenghou's face, stroked his beard and smiled: "Master Ma, don't worry, this money is small, but at worst, you can sell your family property and scrape together more than 100,000 yuan. The money is small, Your face is the most important. For 130,000 yuan, I will buy this brothel for you!"
Han You yawned: "One hundred and forty thousand dollars, Miss Yuqi, get the land deed."
Zhao Tuo gritted his teeth: "One hundred and fifty thousand strings!"
Ma Fenghou was so moved that he almost cried, and he cupped his hands towards Zhao Tuo: "Your friend, I, Ma Fenghou, have decided that from now on, you and I will be brothers."
Han You laughed loudly: "You spend other people's money to pretend to be a master. You, Ma Fenghou, are indeed a disgraceful thing. This matter should be publicized well."
"Fart!" Ma Fenghou pinched his neck and shouted: "If you take his money, I will give it to you."
"Really?" Han You's smile grew thicker: "I just said, I just want to mess with you. Mr. Zaifu sent me to mess with you. Before messing with you, you thought I didn't investigate you. You have an account The money in the bank is only 60,000 guan at most. He bought this Xianglai Pavilion for 150,000 guan. The remaining 90,000 guan is where did you get the money and returned it to him."
Lu Baichuan and Zhang Zhuo on the side suddenly realized that no wonder Han You revealed his identity in advance and said he was going to target Ma Fenghou. Otherwise, how would they know how much money the other party had deposited in his bank.
Of course, they only know one but not the other.
Zhao Tuo was also a ruthless person. He acted like a dog licking a goat and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master Ma is happy. Even if he gives it to me, I don't want it."
"Hey, you still have to publicize it tomorrow. Brother No. 1 on the list is happy."
"It's not your money, so it has nothing to do with you."
"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me, but I have to publicize this matter well. Ma Fenghou is jealous of the brothel. He has no money to act as a master, so he can only rely on others to support him, hahaha."
The two of them sang together, and Ma Fenghou couldn't even get a word in. He was ashamed and angry. At the same time, he also noticed that the eyes of many girls had changed. There seemed to be a bit of disdain in their eyes when they looked at him. Then he looked at other "guests". ",is also like this.
With a "pop" sound, Ma Fenghou slapped the table: "Who said I won't give him the money? I will return the money to him tomorrow, tomorrow. My Ma family has a big business, but I still care about the failure of tens of thousands of yuan."
"Not bad." Zhao Tuo shouted like a loyal dog: "Master Ma is not short of money."
Zhao Tuo added in his mind that what he lacked was brains.
"Idiot." Han You said cheerfully: "After tonight, do you think he will admit this matter? The Ma family will kill you if they say they will kill you, without even an IOU."
Zhao Tuo was stunned for a moment, then pretended to glance at Ma Fenghou subconsciously: "Here, Master Ma, Master Ma is not this kind of person... right?"
"That's nonsense. Who in the capital doesn't know when my Master Ma, who spits and spits, has ever done such a despicable thing?"
Ma Fenghou's brain really wasn't that good. He was so aroused by the back and forth that his rhythm was distorted. He never thought about why he would fight to buy a brothel just for drinking wine.
Han You's main focus today was to be "forced" and aggressive, not giving Ma Fenghou any time to think. With a flick of his fingers, Yu Qi quickly ran over, holding the land deed in her hand.
"Hey, gentlemen, there are many girls in the capital who have spent a lot of money on their wallets. It is unheard of to buy the brothel directly. If this matter spreads, it will definitely become a good story, and everyone in the world will know it. He is so heroic and so heroic. The slave's heart is pounding."
Han You took advantage of the opportunity: "Listen to his bragging, he is just pretending to be an uncle. Ask him if he really dares to buy it. If he can buy it, I will leave immediately without saying a word."
Ma Fenghou shouted: "Why don't you dare? If I dare, you will get out?"
Han You stretched out his hand and said, "The banknote is here, take it out and take a look."
"Who...who would bring so many banknotes out?" Ma Fenghou thought he had a better idea and sneered: "Do you have any banknotes?"
"I don't have one, but I dare to write an IOU."
Ma Fenghou laughed loudly: "I dare to sign it, uncle."
"Do you have that much money?"
"You have?"
Han You's expression finally changed, like a gambler who lost his sight, and he shouted: "This young master can use my Han Mansion as a mortgage, do you dare!"
