President Gao Leng's Supreme Soldier King

"Stinky boy, what do you know!" One of the young boys couldn't bear it first, and said to Wang Li in a cold voice.

A girl standing next to Wang Ting immediately interjected: "How do you know Jiang Fan's strengths? We are different from you, so we naturally think about different things. You are just an ordinary person, and you naturally look forward and backward when you do things, and you are afraid." Offend someone who can't be offended, but we are not like you. You don't understand the rules of high society at all."

The few people were only willing to let Wang Li stay by their side just because of Wang Ting's face. If it wasn't for Wang Ting, those dandies in Beijing wouldn't bother to look at Wang Li at all. The two are people from two worlds. They are not at the same level, and it is difficult for their small circle of dandies to accept Wang Li, an ordinary person from other places.

"Huh! I really think I'm an onion." The girl next to Wang Ting rolled her eyes at Wang Li, and said with a sneering sneer, "I'll give you a word, don't be hardworking in different circles, we will take you to play with me." , It’s all for the sake of Tingting and Jiang Fan, don’t you really think that you are from our circle? You have to be self-aware! It’s not your turn to point fingers in front of us when we do things. !"

These words were extremely blunt, and Wang Ting on the side showed a little unnatural look on her face. She glanced at Wang Li with some complaints, and blamed Wang Lixian for being in the limelight because of nothing.

After all, she has just integrated into this small circle of dandies, and a large part of the reason why people in this small circle are willing to accept her is because of Jiang Fan's face.

But Wang Li was different. The second-generation dandies in this small circle didn't regard Wang Li as a friend at all, but just took Wang Li for fun with Jiang Fan and her face.

However, Wang Li took it seriously, thinking that he had really integrated into this circle, and he spoke without restraint.

Didn't he feel that these people didn't look at him straight from the beginning?Sure enough, the mud can't support the wall!
Wang Ting was anxious. If it wasn't because of Wang Li's relationship with the black-faced man, Wang Ting would have stopped playing with Wang Li a long time ago. As for talking so much nonsense with Wang Li?

"Okay, let's not say a few words." Jiang Fan said at the right time, playing the role of peacemaker again with a smile.

Wang Li shrugged indifferently. From the very beginning when he was with these people, Wang Li felt that they didn't take him seriously, even the leader Jiang Fan.

However, unlike other people who showed disdain for him on the surface, this Jiang Fan was at least polite to him on the surface.

However, Jiang Fan's invisibly polite gesture could still make Wang Li feel that this Jiang Fan still dismissed him.

A large part of the reason why he treated Wang Li like this was due to Wang Ting's relationship, and part of the reason was due to his habit of being impeccable in his daily life.

"Wang Li, these few friends of mine have always been so outspoken, don't take it too seriously, they have no malicious intentions." Jiang Fan turned his head to look at Wang Li, and smiled.

Of course, Wang Li didn't really have the same knowledge as these dudes. In his eyes, these dudes were all dispensable and innocuous characters. Jiang Fan was more interesting to Wang Li.

This little fat man, at a young age, is quite strategic in his dealings with others, and he is impeccable. Such a character is naturally suitable for an official career.

Wang Li is quite prestigious in the arena of China now, but in his official career, there is no one other than Deng Lao who is a friend of the Northern Military Region.

A huge plan faintly took shape in Wang Li's mind.

He wanted to cultivate Jiang Fan, a fat man, and Jiang Fan would definitely become the most powerful official foreign aid of Mu Qingyan's newly established Fuli Group in the future.

Several people drank some wine and played for a while at the night show, and then, led by Jiang Fan, reluctantly left the night show.

They had just walked out of the night show, and Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he expected, the previous peacock man did not choose to leave, but found another group of people, who were blocking them outside the night show.

Seeing Wang Li and others coming out of the night scene, Peacock Man's eyes lit up, he raised his arms, and a dozen or so hooligans who didn't look like good people rushed forward and surrounded them.

"Tsk tsk tsk, outsiders are rich, right?" The peacock man stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes flashed with hot light, he stared at Jiang Fan and the others, and said with a smirk: "Since you are so rich, labor and management have just happened to I'm short of money, I'm asking you guys to borrow some money to spend, you probably won't refuse, will you?"

There was a smile in Jiang Fan's eyes, and he still had that naive look. He looked at the peacock man and asked, "Brother, how much do you want to borrow this time?"

"Not much, not much, borrow a million and 80, you should be able to get it out." The peacock man said hastily.

In his opinion, these few rich young people from other places dare not make trouble here at all. This is a god-given opportunity. If he misses it, who knows if he will encounter such a good opportunity to make money in his life.

"100 million." The smile in Jiang Fan's eyes was even bigger, and he rubbed his hands in his pockets for a moment, and then he said: "Brother, the 20 I transferred to you earlier was for the brothers to drink tea, and it can be regarded as ours. A few people who are new to your land to buy road money, but brother, you seem to be too greedy? The second time you open your mouth to ask for 100 million, it seems a bit unreasonable, right?"

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"Really?" Jiang Fan sneered, "You're extorting."

"Huh! Labor and management blackmailed you, what can you do with labor?! You can still deal with labor and management?" Peacock Man sneered.

Hearing the peacock man's sneer, Jiang Fan smiled slightly, his naive expression turned into a sneer in an instant, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"I really can't do anything to you, but I just recorded the conversation between the two of us just now. Later... someone will clean up you for me."

As soon as Jiang Fan's words fell, a rush of police sirens sounded just right in the distance in the deep night.

This made the peacock man's face suddenly changed, and he finally realized that he was designed by this little fat man Jiang Fan!
If this recording fell into the hands of those policemen, it would be solid evidence. Even if you have a hundred mouths on your body, don't try to explain it clearly.

Now even if he wants to escape, he has no chance at all. A few police cars in the distance have surrounded them, these ruffians.

"Stinky boy, hand over the recording to the labor and management!" The peacock man was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, like a beast in trouble, he stared at Jiang Fan angrily.

He has been in Zhongzhou City for so long, this is the first time he was framed so miserably by such a design!
"Do you know who the boss of labor and capital is?! You young people from other places who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth are really trying to die!" The peacock man gritted his teeth.