Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

After being dull in the carriage for a long time, Xiaopangdun was the first to speak: "Dad, I was impulsive in it just now, I'm sorry."

When Han Xiansheng and the others didn't go in, Xiao Pangdun really didn't understand why he had to apologize to Yu Fan.

Zong Lihong is just one, although he is famous, his net worth is three times higher than that of Qin Facai.

Maybe their family can't afford Zong Lihong, but it's not easy for the other party to mess with them.

At most, it's just a loss of hundreds of millions of orders.

It wasn't until Han Xiansheng and the others went in that Xiao Pangdun realized that he was wrong, which was outrageous.

A person who can make the richest man in Yangcheng and many tens of billions of tycoons intersect equally regardless of their seniority, the energy is absolutely beyond their imagination.

Facing this kind of person, apologizing is the wisest choice.

"It's good to know that you're wrong. When you apologize later, remember to be sincere."

Qin Facai stared at the factory gate, without turning his head, he said something perfunctory.

He has to think carefully now, how to apologize later in exchange for Yu Fan's forgiveness.

"Dad, who do you think that guy is? It looks like he's about the same age as me. Where did he get so much energy?"

Little Fatty was somewhat disappointed and unconvinced.

Qin Facai said perfunctorily, "Maybe it's because the family is powerful."

"Is it."

Little Fatty lowered his head, recalling the brief encounter between himself and Yu Fan in his mind, he couldn't help taking a puff of cigarette.

Before that, he was still thinking that the goddess Ning Lin was given ecstasy potion, and that's why she was so devoted to Yu Fan.

It now appears that the Joker is actually himself.

He is obviously a super boss, much stronger than him, if Ning Lin abandons Yu Fan and falls into his arms, she will be out of her mind.

It's a pity that he dared to bargain with Yu Fan just now, from 100 million to 500 million that he thought he couldn't refuse.

As a result, 500 million, which is already very high in his eyes, is probably just a fart in the eyes of others.

"No wonder you refused so decisively, and you're making fun of me, your sister."

Little Fatty murmured, and took another puff, and the white cigarette disappeared immediately.

Little Fatty flicked his fingers, and Mars drew an arc in the darkness and went away.

He took another cigarette from the old man's cigarette case in the front row, and was about to light it when Qin Facai yelled.

"There is a way!"

Little Fatty's frightened wrist flicked, and the sparks from the lighter immediately scorched half of his eyebrows.

"Damn, you bastard, when did you learn to smoke?"

Qin Facai turned his head and found his son with a cigarette in his mouth and a lighter in his hand, so he couldn't help but snatched it.

Little Fatty said quietly: "Dad, I'm so impatient, you still have the heart to care if I smoke or not."

"Don't talk back to me so much. I'll follow my instructions later. Let's play the emotional card with Qin Jiazhang and his son. When we sell miserably, we should cry more seriously."

Little Fatty: "You're so dry, how could you just cry when you say so."

"Then just think about it. After tonight, our family will be bankrupt and homeless. It's really not good. I'll give you a good beating first to brew your feelings."

Is this really my real father?

Little Fatty shuddered and shook his head again and again: "No need, I will definitely cry later."

Qin Facai struggled and said: "You spoiled bastard, I don't trust you very much. It is related to our family's billions of assets. Why don't we beat him up first?"

Little Fatty shrank towards the car door, suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Hey, Dad, it seems that there are a lot of cars coming over there?"

Qin Facai sneered: "Want to divert Lao Tzu's attention and then run away? You can do this at the age of three."

Little Fatty said anxiously: "No, there are really a lot of cars coming, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

Feeling that his son's expression didn't seem fake, Qin Facai hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and looked into the distance.

The chubby guy in the back seat took the opportunity to pull the door, but he didn't.

The door was locked.

"Fuck, dad, do you want to do this, are you guarding against thieves?"

Qin Facai didn't have time to pay attention to him, but looked in surprise at the dozen or so cars that were getting closer.

These dozen or so cars were all executive-level cars, and the license plates of each car were all straight or the same number.

As far as the value of these license plates is concerned, I am afraid that they will start at hundreds of thousands, not to mention those more expensive cars.

"Dad, do you think these people were called by Yu Fan again to cheer?"

Seeing that he couldn't run away, the little fat pier didn't bother to run away, so he lay on the window with Qin Facai curiously.

Qin Facai narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe so."

Little Fatty: "Then who do you think are coming this time? Could it be another group of billionaires?"

Qin Facai: "Even if it's not, it's not much worse."

Can afford such a good car, buy such a good license plate, these people are definitely big bosses.

The father and son lay down together, staring closely at the dozen or so executive-class cars that had stopped in the distance, their eyes full of curiosity.

After a while, the first car door opened.

When the people in the car came out, the father and son squinted their eyes and took a closer look at the same time.

Then, both father and son lost their voices at the same time.

"Damn it! The horse takes off!"