Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

"Shu Zhiqiang! What do you want to do?"

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang getting out of the car and approaching step by step, Fu Jun shouted angrily.

At this time, he was so panicked that he could only try to cheer himself up by shouting.

"What do I want to do?" Shu Zhiqiang glanced at him lightly and sneered.

"I would like to ask you what you want to do, just run and squat outside my shop;

Why did you run away when you saw me? You must have done something to harm me, right? "

Hearing this, Fu Jun panicked again, and then showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

“Haha, how could it be;

We almost became a family, how could I harm you?

Qiangzi, you must have misunderstood me! "

While he was quibbling, he looked back at the two people who were close at hand, then turned sideways and backed away towards the corner.

"Really?" Shu Zhiqiang showed a trace of curiosity on his face, and then looked at the two people opposite.

"What did he just tell you?"

After hearing this, the two people immediately recounted the conversation they had just had with Fu Jun.

Shu Zhiqiang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat when he heard that Fu Jun was actually planning to spread rumors that the food in his gourmet restaurant was short-lived!

Regardless of the era, rumors are a weapon that kills people without bloodshed, especially in commercial wars.

Once rumors spread about harmful substances in your products, your brand image is basically ruined.

Refute rumors

Nothing works.

In business wars, countless brand products have ended due to rumors.

For example, overnight, the doors of primary schools and middle schools were covered with notes;

The note said that the Magician Crispy Noodles produced by Hua Feng were cooked and fried in corpse oil.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that the cost of corpse oil is higher than that of cooking oil?

Who will produce products at a better cost, just to generate electricity with love?

Even a fool couldn't believe the rumor, and the magician simply couldn't recover from it.

Although the rumor was later debunked, the rumor of corpse oil crispy noodles is still creepy!

There are also rumors that Zhou Xiaoling's spicy strips are made from corpse oil. If eaten, worms will develop in the brain and penetrate the skull to death.

Such horrifying rumors directly caused the demise of a spicy bar brand.

The most regrettable thing is that Lotus MSG, known as the light of domestic products, has withdrawn from the market because of rumors about capital...

These bloody lessons made Shu Zhiqiang understand the horror of rumors in the 1980s and 1990s!

Because as soon as a rumor comes out, it can get deeply rooted in people's hearts in a short period of time.

Even if you try to refute the rumors, you can't restore the brand's former image in the minds of consumers.

From this we can also see how dark Fu Jun's heart is!

Thinking of this, Shu Zhiqiang looked at Fu Jun with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Qiang... Qiangzi, I was just kidding..." Fu Jun panicked and his legs started to tremble.

Shu Zhiqiang ignored him, stretched out his little finger to press his ears and walked aside.

"Hey, is there someone fighting here? Why do I seem to hear screams?"

Fu Jun's pupils shrank, pointing at Shu Zhiqiang's back and roaring: "Shu Zhiqiang!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him and gave him a heavy blow in the stomach.

"Why are you yelling? You just have a loud voice, right?"

Fu Jun's pupils shrank, and he couldn't even cry out in pain, so he slowly collapsed to the ground, holding his stomach.

He looked at Zhang Wen in front of him with grief and anger, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wen...Brother Wen, we are...brothers!"

"Have you forgotten that this beast sent us to prison?"

Hearing this, the two people who had just taken action paused and looked at Zhang Wen and Shu Zhiqiang hesitantly.

"Look at what I'm doing, keep going!" Zhang Wen glared and said nonchalantly.

"Fuck!" Fu Jun yelled, then covered the dog's head to receive more violent kicks.

Until he was kicked to the ground and his whole body was hit hard, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"what!!"

"puff!"

"Zhang Wen! Ah!"

"Shu Zhi, what the hell, poof..."

"Hey! Why are you beating people?"

The fierce fighting and miserable shouts attracted many "Lei Feng", who shouted angrily and tried to stop the fighting.

Upon seeing this, the kid who hit the attacker immediately shouted: “Comrades, I caught this guy seducing my wife;

Shouldn’t I hit this kind of person? You want to stop me? "

"Put...poof!"

Just as Fu Jun was about to retort, he was kicked in the face by another person, causing two teeth to spurt out.

"It turns out that you are trying to get someone else's wife. This kind of person deserves to die!"

"Yeah, let's just forget about this kind of person being beaten to death. We'd better leave it alone."

A group of passers-by who acted bravely did not use their brains. After receiving the explanation, they turned around and left.

It is taboo to seduce other people's wives, and you will be beaten and bullied if you are imprisoned.

So even if people today have a sense of justice, they will not help such people.

"Ha..." The two of them sneered and looked fiercely at Fu Jun, who looked desperate.

"Ah! Shu Zhiqiang, you must die a happy death!"

"Pfft! Zhang Wen, you have no spine!"

Zhang Wen shook his head, turned around, walked to Shu Zhiqiang and asked, "Brother Qiang, how about a beating?"

Shu Zhiqiang looked at the other party expressionlessly and said nothing.

Zhang Wen's expression changed, and he immediately lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Qiang!"

Shu Zhiqiang smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, we won't do anything illegal or criminal."

"When he begs for mercy, stop."

Hearing this, Zhang Wen also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Shu Zhiqiang was going to kill Fu Jun here.

Since Shu Zhiqiang had no intention of killing the other person, he turned around and drove away the two brothers who were attacking him.

After the two dispersed, they found Fu Jun lying on the ground on his side, covering his head.

At this time, there was nothing good about him, except for mud and rags.

His family conditions are not good, and it takes several years for his clothes to get a new set.

So after being beaten for so long, his clothes were already torn.

Zhang Wen approached the other party, squatted down and heard a burst of sobbing...

"Woooooooo..."

"Hey! Are you crying?" Zhang Wen sneered and looked at the other party with a face filled with ridicule.

As he spoke, he broke off the other person's hand that was covering his head.

"Huh...wuwuwu..." Fu Jun twitched, let out a protest and continued to sob.

Zhang Wen's face darkened, he stood up and kicked the other person in the stomach: "Did you plan to act with me?"

"Ah!" Fu Jun couldn't help it this time, his pupils shrank and he shouted a tragic voice.

"Hit him, keep beating him until he begs for mercy!" Zhang Wen straightened his head, pointed at Fu Jun and cursed.

Fu Jun recovered instantly, crawled from the ground to Zhang Wen's side and begged loudly for mercy.

"Stop fighting! Brother Wen, I was wrong!"

Seeing this guy admitting his mistake, Zhang Wen turned back to look at Shu Zhiqiang.

"Qiangzi! For the sake of my sister, please spare me;

We almost became a family! "