Super Entertainment Tycoon

He Peng was lying on the bed. What happened last night caused him to have a nightmare all night. The little security guard turned into a demon covered in fireworks, holding a long flame knife, walking step by step like himself, taking his own hands.

"No, this hatred will not be reported to the non-gentleman."

More than four million disappeared overnight, and it was definitely not He Peng's character to swallow his breath, otherwise he would not have come to find a group of gangsters to smash the playground.

He opened the address book on his mobile phone, wanted to call his best buddy, and asked him to help him contact a group of ruthless people to go to the playground to find a small security guard to settle accounts.

As soon as I wanted to dial the number, the other party called.

"He Peng, you are really amazing. You can do anything about smashing amusement parks. Now there are people looking for you everywhere, and there are even a group of Internet soldiers who are killing you. I will say so much. What should you do? , I advise you to do it for yourself."

The other party clanged a lot, and hung up the phone before He Peng could speak.

"Smashed the playground? How would he know that I smashed the playground?" He Peng Zhang Er, monk puzzled.

"Hey, Dazhe, I'm He Peng." He called another friend.

"Old He, I didn’t say you, smashed the playground, but you really belonged to you. My wife’s wife was invited by us overnight as soon as she arrived in Jiuzhaigou yesterday. Now because you smashed the playground, the playground cannot be opened. My mother-in-law is full of grievances. My wife said, she will divorce me if she contacts you again. Don't call me."

The phone was hung up without waiting for He Peng to reply.

Just a minute later, He Peng's phone rang again, with an unfamiliar number on it.

"Hey."

"Hey you are paralyzed, hey, hit the playground, I am CNMB, you wait, I see you and kill you!" An angry voice was heard from a man on the phone.

He Peng hung up the phone hurriedly, but as soon as he hung up, another call came in.

"Hey."

"I'm going to the NMD smelly pen, I'm at the Red Ant's freight department right now, waiting to see your store get smashed, rubbish!"

In the morning, He Peng's phone rang without interruption, without exception, it was all cursing words, which caused He Peng to dare not answer a call now.

"Answer the phone, answer the phone."

The ringtone rang again, but it was not the same as before. It was specially set by He Peng. This ringtone is only available when a business partner calls.

"Hello, hello, President Wang."

Wang is always He Peng’s biggest customer, bringing him millions of profits every year. He Peng is a very bloated and pretending person, but he always looks respectful and respectful in front of Mr. Wang. , Who makes the other party his parents.

"Boss He." There was a cold male voice on the phone, "In view of the fact that you smashed the playground last night, I have serious doubts about your character, so we will terminate our cooperation from today."

"President Wang, I..."

"No need to explain, I'll have someone pick up the goods while I'm waiting. By the way, you go and open the door to pick up the goods, otherwise I will sue you for breach of contract. I believe that the tens of millions of liquidated damages will not be accepted by the boss."

Hanging up the phone, He Peng's cell phone was still in his hand, and the ringtone rang again. He subconsciously pressed the answer button. This action made him very regretful, because he knew that the voice on the phone must be cursing him.

as expected.

"He Peng, you're dead, your mother exploded, the hearse drifted, the grave was headed, and the ashes were bibimbap! Don't want your freight department to be smashed, so hurry up and give you hundreds of grandpa kowtows!"

The clay figurine also has three points of anger, not to mention He Peng's kind of pretending. The anger is even greater, and he cursed back without showing weakness.

"You go to your mother. Force, there is something to do Laozi!"

"Okay! Let you pretend. Don't let Lao Tzu catch you, or the **** will be punched out for you!"

"Joke, I don't know who beat which **** out."

The two scolded each other for twenty minutes.

He Peng took the initiative to hang up, lit a cigarette contentedly, and sat in front of the computer leisurely to smoke.

After opening the post, he saw a post called the Playground Smashing Incident being placed on the top floor.

The above detailed description of how He Peng took more than a dozen gangsters to smash the playground, and also attached a half-hour-long video.

The shooting angle is to take a mobile phone and record what is playing on the big screen, just like a sneak shot in a movie theater.

He Peng also clicked on it and watched it. The video was recorded from the moment he took the person into the playground to when he finished the smashing and left. In it, he could hear the words that he was responsible for something.

At the bottom of the post, thousands of comments were all verbal abuse of He Peng.

"This grandson, human flesh is complete, name, He Peng, take it downstairs."

"Age, thirty-one, take it downstairs."

"Phone, 15695XXXXXX, pick it up downstairs."

From the first floor to the 100th floor, the story of He Peng's peeping from his name to the aunt's bathing when he was a child broke out.

He Peng was a little frightened when he saw it, he couldn't remember many things, and he could still be dug out.

Being human on the Internet is something that no one is willing to accept. Once in an online game, a man pretended to be a female to defraud the equipment, and was finally exposed by netizens, so that he did not dare to show his face in the game, and his Weibo account was completely deleted. Get out of the shadows.

"Fuck, I didn't expect there to be surveillance in the playground." He scolded bitterly, "but it doesn't matter, it's just a playground. After the renovation is completed, who will target me, I just fell asleep at home these two days. Eat takeaway, and see what these **** can do to me, and even ranting that they want to punch out Laozi's shit. If there is a kind of thing, you will come to my house, and it will be strange if you don't call the police and rob you."

He lit a cigarette again, thinking about going to the playground to find the place after the storm passed.

At this time, the phone rang again, and the note was Mr. Wang.

"Hey, Pharaoh, what's the matter?" The other party categorically told him to terminate the cooperation, and He Peng's tone became much more casual. The previous humble and respectful appearance was gone forever.

"Boss He, my people have already arrived at your freight department. If you don't open the door and let me pick up the goods, do you want me to sue you in court?"

"Huh? I'm at home, not in the freight department."

"Twenty minutes, if you haven't picked up the goods, I'm going to doubt your motives. It's hard to say whether the lawyer will sue you for fraud or illegally embezzling others' property."

"Dududu."

Blind tone rang from the phone.

"Oh shit!"

Faced with a possible prison disaster, He Peng dressed up and drove to the freight department.

At the entrance of the freight forwarding department, a man who was 1.95 meters tall and weighed more than 230 kilograms stared at his mobile phone with a fierce expression. There were hundreds of angry people behind him.

"He Peng, threatening to fight Laozi's shit, I'll wait for him here! See who diarrhea first!