Urban wealthy son-in-law

Sitting in the private room was the person in charge of the Tianjing bar. Zhao Hu lost the game, and the insufficient money would naturally be paid by the bar. Faced with the high advance fee, the bar person in charge was naturally unwilling to bear it.

Besides, he couldn't believe that Zhao Hu couldn't even deal with this boy in 3 minutes.

The head of the bar, who watched the whole game from the private room, was puzzled.

At a glance, it was obvious that an amateur was competing with a professional, but boxing champion Zhao Hu didn't have the slightest room to play.

Zhou Fei is really too flexible. Facing the powerful but slightly clumsy Zhao Hu, he can't be said to have the upper hand, but he also survived the hands of professional players.

In a corner of the bar, the servants sent out by the person in charge just now have assembled a group of thugs, waiting for an opportunity.

Their eyes were wide open, they were menacing, each of them had a guy in their hands, and the men with hideous faces didn't seem to have any kindness.

They are all ruthless characters who can take off your arm and not only move your finger.

Zhou Fei and his team completed the bank card bonus transfer under the guidance of the host.

Everything came too easy and too easy. Qin Xiner, who had never had so much money in her life, was as excited as if she had won a big prize.

She held her bank card in both hands, and rubbed her face against it from time to time, with a satisfied look on her face that made people laugh.

"Great! I'm a rich man now! So much money, how should I spend it?"

Qin Xiner, holding the card in one hand, muttered to herself,

Afterwards, seeing Zhou Fei approaching, he greeted him excitedly.

"Manager Zhou, I want to thank you very much! If you didn't let us pressure you to win, I wouldn't be able to get rich overnight!" Qin Xiner, who had a silly smile on her face, looked at Zhou Fei foolishly, her eyes full of admiration. color.

Zhou Fei's complexion was as usual, but compared to before he came to the stage, his face was less bloody. It was not his fault, but his own fault for being tough enough to receive a few heavy punches from boxing champion Zhao Hu.

Before Song Qingfeng could speak to Ren Xiaoxue, Zhou Fei stretched out his hand towards Qin Xiner.

In an instant, Qin Xiner's bank was already taken away by this expressionless man.

Qin Xin'er opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Zhou Fei glanced at Qin Xin'er, his eyes were calm, a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, and he shook the bank card in his hand: "Your debt is paid off."

"faint.."

Qin Xiner, who was dazzled by the reward, almost forgot that she still owed Zhou Fei 52 yuan. How do you spend it yourself.

For a moment, Qin Xiner blushed because of her greed.

After sneaking a glance at Zhou Fei, she took a step forward, took out a pen from her backpack, found a piece of toilet paper, wrote down the password of the bank card on it, and stuffed it to Zhou Fei: "Hmph, from now on Let's start, we're done!"

Zhou Fei ignored the woman, but put the toilet paper with the password in his pocket.

Then he said, "Wait for me"

After finishing speaking, she walked towards the speeding thief that Qin Xin'er pointed out.

Seeing that Zhou Fei and the others had no intention of leaving the bar, the servant who was about to make a move ordered his subordinates not to rush to make a move. He whispered to everyone: "Hold on, don't do anything in the bar, or it will damage our house if it spreads." Name! Let me go and see what kind of demon this kid wants to be."

Servant, when Zhou Fei came out from the corner of the bar, Zhou Fei had already walked up to the speeding thief by himself.

He saw that the speeding car thief must have lost a lot of money tonight. He lowered his head and was in a daze. He poured bottle after bottle of beer into his mouth, and smoked cigarettes one after another.

His eyes were swollen bigger than a walnut, and they were bloodshot, his face was also purple, and he looked like a drunk.

Zhou Fei was condescending and threw the card at the man's feet.

"50, buy the bag on your seat and the documents in it."

As soon as Zhou Fei's words came out, the men sitting around the Speeding Thief's table screamed in surprise.

"50! This kid stole something, isn't this luck?!"

"Yeah! 50 is not a small amount. With his family situation, he can even buy a house when he takes it home, and he can get married and have children!"

"..."

The speeding thief picked up the bank card on the ground amidst the discussion among the crowd. He looked at it over and over again, sneered, and threw it to Zhou Fei: "Fuck, who do you look down on? Just want to send me 50? How much did the person I snatch this bag pay me?"

Zhou Fei's brows tightened, and then eased a lot: "Since you think it's too little, you can make a price."

At this time, the speeding thief started to look at Zhou Fei squarely. He took a deep puff of cigarette, and then spit out the remaining smoke: "I want 300 million!"

Zhou Fei laughed. He shook his head and said, "300 million? Do you think I will give it to you?"

The speeding thief also followed Zhou Fei with a sneer, then approached Zhou Fei, opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "The value of the things in my bag is far more than 300 million."

Then he pointed in Qin Xiner's direction: "This item was snatched from your friend. She may not know the value of this item, but I do."

Zhou Fei frowned. He carefully sized up the man in front of him, only to realize that this man looked a little familiar.

After careful identification, Zhou Fei was also surprised.

"Oh it's you..."

Zhou Fei, who recognized the man in front of him, frowned even more.

The man laughed loudly, and said with a satisfied face: "I never thought, I haven't seen you for three years, and I turned out to be like this."

He paused, and then said again: "But you are very beautiful! You are really jealous."

Zhou Fei took a deep breath, and his complexion returned to normal: "300 million, I promise, you keep the card, and the other money will be credited to your card tomorrow."

The man snorted coldly, handed the snatched bag to Zhou Fei, and stared at Zhou Fei with disdain: "Thank you, but I think I deserve it."

After speaking, he left the bar alone. The man with the 300 million bank card didn't take two steps before Zhou Fei saw that someone had started to follow him.

Zhou Fei shook his head and sighed, and said to himself: "Money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat. I'm afraid this money is a hot potato for you..."

The servant in the corner of the bar was right next to Zhou Fei. From the conversation between the two, it was not difficult to hear that the bag in Zhou Fei's hand was worth more than 300 million.

But what he didn't know was that the bag wasn't worth much. What was valuable was actually Jiang Cheng's documents that Qin Xiner picked up in the bag.

Zhou Fei and the others, who were originally the focus of the bar, are now like a delicious piece of fat, being targeted by all the unruly and ambitious bar prodigal sons.