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!"

Nima, this tone, how to listen to how are a bit more than enough ah! Is it their illusion?

Suximu didn't speak, just looked at lofel, and then walked gracefully towards the little fat man who was moving 20 million.

The short fat man saw Zhou Chen smashing his Maserati at Su Ximu's command just now. Now he saw Su Ximu coming towards him, and he was scared back and forth, "what are you going to do? Then Maserati has sold it to you. It's none of my business to smash it yourself. "

"I've already paid for your car. Now it's time for you to talk about how you can pay for my car." Suximu's tone was as cool as ever.

"What?" The short fat man didn't respond to the meaning of suximu's words.

Suximu pointed to the hole on the door and asked faintly, "did you kick it? Is there anything wrong with letting you pay for it? "

The short fat man is not sure what he will do if he doesn't pay for it. He swallows his saliva and asks, "how much is the compensation for this pit?"

"Forty million."

"What?" The short fat man thought he had heard wrong.

"My car hit your Maserati Tibo 151. You asked for 20 million, and I lost it. Now you kick my car, 40 million."

Suximu this words, the whole audience are silly, a few seconds later, burst out a burst of laughter.

They all think that sushimo is pretending to be forced. Just now he lost 20 million to Maserati, and now he uses his broken Mercedes Benz to find someone to pay 40 million.

Luo Fei Er frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The short fat man jumped up and scolded, "kick 40 million, do you think your car is made of gold?"

"Zhou Chen, give him a quotation. Is my car made of gold?" Suximu's sharp lips slightly drew a scornful arc.

"Yes, Mr. Su." Zhou Chen nodded, then said with a deep smile to the short fat man: "our car of President Su is not made of gold. It's just that our car of President Su is the only fully imported luxury Mercedes Benz in China. From inside to outside, it's all the top accessories."

After a pause, Zhou Chen added faintly, "the whole car is bulletproof."

"It's impossible..." the short fat man is so stupid. This ordinary Mercedes Benz is the highest top configuration, and it has the whole car bulletproof?

"Impossible? I can get someone to send the car for identification. It's just... "Zhou Chen shrugged his shoulders on purpose, and then continued:" the total value of this car is about one billion. The identification results show that this pit is more than 40 million. "

Finish saying Zhou Chen disdains ground to stare at short fat person.

Hearing Zhou Chen's words, the short fat man almost didn't faint.

Originally, he cheated others, but in the end, he kicked the iron plate and had no place to cry.

Zhou Chen sympathy of see a short fat man, who let you make? Even in front of Mr. Su, you scolded his wife as poor. You are looking for death.

Suximu seems to be very satisfied with the reaction of the short fat man. He looks at the short fat man with a condescending posture. Junlang's face doesn't have a trace of temperature. "Do you think driving a broken Maserati 151 is a rich man? You are just a poor man. I can't pay for my car if I sell you. "

How can this sound so familiar? Isn't that what the short fat man said to her just now?

At this time, if luofeier didn't understand what suximu was doing, she would be a fool.

Suximu is to help her... Vent her anger!

He did so much just to blow her off!

Luo Fei Er clearly felt that her heart began to beat violently, and her eyes were covered with mist little by little