Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Zhou Qi smiled faintly: "From the tone of your voice, it seems like you are going to surrender to me. Are you bringing people to pay homage to me today?"

Ding Jinxiong smiled when he heard this, scratched his head, took a step forward, and his face suddenly darkened: "I gave you face, didn't I?"

Zhou Qi stepped back: "What do you want?"

"Hey, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you? What's wrong? Are you scared?" Ding Jinxiong sneered, shaking his fingers left and right: "Why aren't your little brothers around today? It's so quiet, are they not hanging out with you anymore?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that you might have fleas."

Zhou Qi said impatiently: "What do you want? Just tell me. I don't have time to chat with you."

At this time, a voice came from the side: "You are very impatient."

Zhou Qi turned his head and looked.

Only then did I notice that there was a young man sitting in the seat next to me.

He wears glasses and looks gentle, but the feminine look at the corners of his mouth makes him seem a bit like a scoundrel.

Seeing Zhou Qi looking over, the young man stood up and said with a smile: "Today I came to see you mainly!"

"Know him?" Zhou Qi asked.

The young man gave his name: "Qiao Yelei!"

"Never heard of it." Zhou Qi said frankly.

Qiao Yelei smiled faintly with a hint of arrogance: "You should have heard of my father, his name is Qiao Zhenguo!"

Qiao Zhenguo is respectfully called Qiao Laosan by everyone in the local area. Like Ding Jinxiong, he used to be a well-known local tyrant, but later he fled to the city and is now doing well.

He is in the canning business.

Canned meat, canned fish, canned fruit, everything is available, and sales are quite impressive.

Almost all the canned food sold in the surrounding cities, towns and villages comes from Qiao Laosan’s factory.

To be able to achieve this, he really has some skills.

"Never heard of it?" Qiao Yelei asked back.

Zhou Qi smiled.

It's okay to mention yourself, but it's okay to mention your father as soon as you open your mouth, and act like I am the most important and you are second..

Tsk tsk, this level is not high!

"I have heard of it. How could I not have heard of the name of Mr. Qiao San? Mr. Qiao, Mr. Ding Jinxiong, Mr. Huo, and yes, there is also one called Crazy Liu. These four were all well-known figures back then."

"Now, Crazy Liu has been dead for many years, and Huo Lao Si has become Huo Zhu Zi and opened a waste recycling station. Only Qiao Lao San Qiao

The Third Master is doing very well now. I heard that he bought a factory. Is that true?"

Qiao Yelei raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's good to be well-informed."

"Okay, let's talk openly and not beat around the bush."

"This time I came to your house to take over your exclusive agency rights for the three provinces of Little Overlord. I have prepared the money and the contract."

As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly to indicate.

An uncle stepped forward and slammed a large box on the table.

When the lid of the box was opened, all I could see were banknotes and a formal contract.

Qiao Yelei continued, "I know we had some bumps in the road before, but here's the 200,000 yuan. Once you sign, the money is yours. We can write off our past scores and be friends from now on."

After hearing this, Zhou Qi almost laughed out loud.

You want to snatch the agency rights of three provinces with just 200,000 yuan?

Isn't this looking down on people?

"What if I don't like it?" Zhou Qi asked back.

"Don't be so quick to refuse." Qiao Yelei leaned forward and said, "Even if you don't agree, I won't bother with you. However, someone might come to your place to make trouble from time to time. If things get awkward, that won't be good."

"There's a saying that goes, 'A wise man knows how to judge the situation.' I heard that your business here is just so-so, and you can't manage three provinces. It would be a waste to give you such good goods."

"Why don't we join forces? You can take the two hundred thousand and leave happily. How comfortable it will be."

"As for the factory, Ding Jinxiong will take over. If your friends want to stay, they can stay. You have given your all."

"Otherwise, Ding Jinxiong would pester you every day, which would give him a headache and make you upset. I am too lazy to waste time with him."

"Why make it so complicated?"

"Two hundred thousand, this is not a small number!" Zhou Qi said.

Qiao Yelei chuckled and said, "I'm being nice, right? A peaceful solution is the best deal for you."

"I can't sit still. I feel uncomfortable if I don't do anything." Zhou Qi walked to the table, glanced at the 200,000 yuan in the box and said, "What do you think I should do with the money after I sell my business?"

"Joe's canning factory is very popular."

"I'm quite interested."

"How about this, let's change the contract. You take back the 200,000 yuan and hand over the factory to me. How about that? I think that's good enough."

Qiao Yelei's face darkened suddenly, and he spat, "If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment, right?"

"Of course I accept the toast." Zhou Qi pulled out a stack of banknotes from the box, swung it back and forth in his hands, and said happily: "I like it most when people throw money at me. You should also experience that feeling."

With a snapping sound, followed by a loud crash!

A thick stack of banknotes slammed into Qiao Yelei's face, the seal broke, and the banknotes scattered all over the floor.

Do you really think Zhou Qi is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone?

This is a habit, a bad habit!

This hit left Qiao Yelei dumbfounded.

He never expected that Zhou Qi would dare to throw money at him in public.

"Don't move. If you dare to move, I will risk it today and make sure you keep everything I brought with you." Zhou Qi pointed his finger at the middle-aged man next to Qiao Yelei.

Faced with his ferocious look, and with Cao Qinquan and others eyeing him covetously, the middle-aged man hesitated and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhou Qi's eyes passed over him and stared at Qiao Yelei closely. His expression became increasingly gloomy. He asked sternly, "How does it feel to be hit by money? Is it good? Do you want to have a few more rounds to warm up?"

"Are you tired of living?" Qiao Yelei was so angry that he was fuming.

"What's wrong? Do you want to fight me head-on?" Zhou Qi sneered, pointed his finger at Cao Qinquan and the others and said, "Ask them, one after another, if they are afraid of playing hard to get?"

“Absolutely not afraid!”

"Brother Qi, these guys are too arrogant, just knock them down directly."

Before he finished speaking, someone had already picked up a chair.

The sound of clattering came one after another, and others also picked up their weapons, looking ready to go.

Zhou Qi was good to everyone, but now someone came to him and bullied him too much, trying to force Zhou Qi to give up the factory. If the factory was gone, where would they find such a good job and such a good brother? Wouldn't this cut off their livelihood? Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents.

Now the fire in their hearts is about to burst out.

Zhou Qi raised his hand to stop everyone, took a few steps forward, glared at Qiao Yelei and said, "I don't care how important your father is, but don't put on airs in front of me."

"I'm very angry. You'd better give me a way out so that I can calm down."

Qiao Yelei was a little panicked at the moment.

This was totally not going according to the script. He wouldn't dare to be so arrogant in the city, but this was a small county. He thought that with his father's reputation, everyone who heard it would be submissive. With Ding Jinxiong's support, he should be able to be very powerful.