Put away your magical powers now!

Chapter 42 [Boss Fang, the sponsor]

The lady boss bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said carefully: "We know that hitting people is wrong. We came here with sincerity and wanted to apologize to Mr. Luo in person. I..."

"This lady, please don't make it difficult for me." The waiter spread his hands: "Uncle Qing is the boss here. How can I overturn what he said? If I really take you in, I don't know whether your business will succeed or not, but I will definitely be scolded."

The lady boss looked helpless and glanced at the waiter. She understood that what he said was the truth.

Chen Yan patted the waiter gently and whispered: "Brother, we won't make it difficult for you. However, even if your boss told you not to see him, he must have said what his attitude was, right?"

The waiter hesitated for a while. After all, the lady boss was also doing business. She reacted quickly and immediately took out a pack of prepared Huazi from her windbreaker pocket and quickly stuffed it into the waiter's hand.

The guy was startled, and immediately retracted his hand holding the cigarette box into his sleeve.

He then slowly said: "Uncle Qing is very angry, and his attitude is very firm. He means that he will never reconcile. This incident made Uncle Qing lose a lot of face, so... he is determined to make the three attackers suffer.

You should find a solution somewhere else."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows: "Nothing to talk about? We pay more money, medical expenses, mental damages, we pay more?"

The guy didn't want to pay attention at first, but for the sake of the pack of cigarettes, he looked around and lowered his voice: "Brother, you and I Let's be frank.

Uncle Qing is not a poor man, he is not short of money. Besides, the beating was not serious, just a minor injury, how much medical expenses can he get at most?

Do you know what Uncle Qing was doing when he was beaten? He was helping people with Feng Shui in the mall, and the big boss of the mall was following him.

As a result, your brother, a good guy, rushed out and beat Uncle Qing on the spot, and made him so embarrassed.

Do you know how much face Uncle Qing lost? In front of the boss who is the sponsor! "

Chen Yan understood immediately.

This Luo Qing must have cheated a rich boss again - to help people with Feng Shui?

That must be his master's popularity.

As a result, three little scoundrels suddenly rushed out and pressed this master to the ground and beat him up.

What do you think the boss who is the sponsor will think?

The master's personality will not collapse at once?

Not only will he lose face, but he will also lose money - maybe even the business will fail.

"Nothing to talk about?" Chen Yan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"The boss said, nothing to talk about." The waiter waved his hand: "Okay, I've said enough to you, don't embarrass me, just leave now."

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Although the boss lady was unwilling, she had no choice but to leave Luo Yunzhai with Chen Yan.

After walking a few steps on the street with his head down, he looked up and glanced at Chen Yan: "Chen Yan, you..."

"Boss lady, you don't want to go back and beg them again, do you?" Chen Yan shook his head and said: "It's useless. I guess half of what the guy said just now was actually what Luo Qing told him to say.

The other party's attitude is very clear. It's useless for you to go back and beg now."

The boss lady took a deep breath: "But, I...what should I do? I can't just ignore the three of them."

Chen Yan thought about it: "I think it's impossible for you to beg like this. Go back first and think about your relationship and connections. Can you find someone who can talk to them and has some face, and then ask someone to mediate. It's better than being turned down."

The boss lady thought about it seriously and it was a solution that was not a solution. There seemed to be no other way.

"Okay... I'll go back and ask someone."

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked the boss lady to the roadside of the commercial district, but suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, boss lady, lend me 50 yuan to take a taxi home, I don't have money in my card."

The boss lady looked at Chen Yan in confusion, added Chen Yan's prestige on the spot, and transferred 200 yuan to him.

"You should also go back and rest quickly. And...", the boss lady looked at Chen Yan deeply: "Xiao Yan, you have graduated and are working now, don't spend your salary! Save some money on you, it may be useful in the future."

Chen Yan smiled and walked the boss lady to the roadside, watching her get on a car and leave.

In fact, Chen Yan's words just now were just to comfort her, with the purpose of persuading her to leave.

After sending the boss lady away, Chen Yan turned back to the commercial street, strolled for a while, and did not go to Luo Yunzhai again, but went to two other shops instead.

I bought a set of brushes and a piece of pine ink, and a box of yellow talisman paper. The top-grade cinnabar was out of stock, so I bought a box of a slightly inferior one.

I spent about 10,000 yuan in total.

Chen Yan took the bag of things and strolled around. He found a restaurant on the commercial street and asked for a private room.

He ordered a few dishes and a pot of corn juice. While eating and drinking, Chen Yan slammed the table.

This won’t work - the account won’t be balanced.

The boss lady only charged 200 yuan.

I spent nearly 10,000 yuan on my own shopping.

The last time I helped Lu Sisi, I charged the girl 120 yuan, and spent hundreds of thousands of yuan in total! (Money to compensate for the house)

I, Chen Dashan, can’t keep doing this kind of loss-making business!

Chen Yan gritted his teeth: I have to find a sponsor to reimburse!!

He picked up the phone and called Mr. Fang.

After the call was connected, Chen Yan smiled and said, "Boss Fang, how is your recovery going?"

Mr. Fang laughed happily: "Ha! Teacher Chen, thank you for your concern, I'm fine. I've been safe and sound these days, and my body is recovering. Your talisman really works well. I've been as stable as a mountain these days, and I haven't encountered any problems at all."

"Yeah." Chen Yan nodded, and then said softly: "You get sick, you lose money, and finally you break your leg...Are you willing?"

"...", Boss Fang was silent for a few seconds, and then said in a serious tone: "Teacher Chen, please wait a moment."

Boss Fang was sitting in the company's office. The office has been cleaned up, and all the things have been replaced with new ones. The original things, not even a piece of paper, are left.

He took the phone and slowly cast a look, and Assistant Yan in the room immediately understood, turned around and went out, and closed the door.

"Teacher Chen, do you have any good ideas?" Mr. Fang leaned back in his chair and smiled.

He... of course he was unwilling!

Let's be frank, the beating that Luo Qing received two days ago was done by Mr. Fang.

Assistant Yan asked someone to keep an eye on Luo Qing for a few days and found out the whereabouts of Uncle Qing.

Then, he changed a middleman and found three young men from other places in the East University City to teach Luo Qing a lesson.

The matter was done very cleanly. The three young men who did it didn't even know the name of the middleman, and there was no transfer record. Instead, they took an envelope with 10,000 cash.

On the day Uncle Qing was beaten, Mr. Fang got the news.

But... how could he be satisfied?

How much suffering he suffered from being cheated!

He almost died in the hospital due to a serious illness!

A truck of goods overturned in the business, and he lost several million!

He even broke a leg in the end, and it is still in plaster!

The other party was just beaten up casually, with a few punches and kicks, and at most, soft tissue contusions.

That's it?

It's definitely not enough!

However, if he hit harder, Mr. Fang would not dare to do it - although he is not a good man, he is not a pure gangster.

If he really made a big case of serious injury, he would be afraid of getting into trouble.

Therefore, Mr. Fang's original plan was: I will find someone to beat you up, and then I will do it again every now and then, every one or two months.

In a year, he will be beaten eight or ten times. Even if the beatings are not severe each time, eight or ten times will be enough to make him mentally collapse.

If it doesn't work, continue in the second year!

This is called cutting meat with a blunt knife, take it slowly.

However, the sudden call from Chen Yan gave Mr. Fang another better choice.

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Mr. Fang relaxed his body on the chair, stretched his legs and laid them flat, then took the phone and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chen, can you tell me in detail?"

How could Chen Yan make his words too clear? He smiled and said slowly: "I can't explain it, but I know one thing, good and evil will be rewarded, and heaven will have good karma.

Some people do evil things, maybe God will naturally give them some disasters or diseases.

Sometimes, justice may be late, but it will not be absent.

Don't you think this is the truth, Mr. Fang?"

Mr. Fang's eyes lit up, he reached out to the table to find a cigarette, lit it for himself, and took a puff.

"Teacher Chen's words are reasonable." Mr. Fang said with a smile: "I feel much brighter after hearing what you said.

Oh, by the way, Teacher Chen, I just happened to have something to ask you."

Chen Yan smiled: "Please go ahead, Mr. Fang."

Mr. Fang cleared his throat and said slowly: "Don't you live in my house?

I have an idea recently. After all, the house has been there for many years. Maybe some places are old and in disrepair, with water leaking or bricks falling off. I want to purchase some furnishings and tidy up the house.

But you also know that it's the end of the year, and there are too many things to do! My subordinates can't spare time.

I thought, since Teacher Chen lives in that house, why not ask Teacher Chen to help me deal with this matter?"

Chen Yan smiled.

This Mr. Fang is very sensible.

His tone was very steady: "I wonder what the budget is for Mr. Fang to renovate the house?"

Mr. Fang tried to test: "Look at that house, I spend 200,000 to renovate it, can it make it look good?"

After hearing this, Chen Yan smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, your house is a luxury house. If you spend less money on such a grand house, you won't get any effect - it doesn't match!"

Well, this is complaining about the lack of money.

Mr. Fang pondered for a moment, thinking about his serious illness, financial loss, and broken legs...

He frowned: "Four... well, what about five hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand should be able to repair the house well."

"That's enough." Chen Yan nodded immediately.

"However, repairing the house is a bit troublesome. Since I have entrusted the matter to you, Teacher Chen..."

Chen Yan smiled and said: "I understand! I repaired the house. If there are any problems, I will naturally deal with them."

"Okay!"

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[Let's count the tickets~]

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