The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Hearing the door knock, Chu Yao stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes, dressed in a British style, with a handsome hairstyle and beard, and even pretended to be holding an umbrella.

Even the above mark is double R.

With this appearance, at first glance, Chu Yao seemed a little drunk.

What is it called?

Ugliness brings trouble.

The facial features are really not good, no matter how delicate the clothes are, you can still see a taste of evil intentions.

President Chu, it's me, I'm Li Bingjiang, nice to meet you.

Li Bingjiang said with a smile.

In fact, when he was walking this way, Li Bingjiang was 90% sure that the person who would see him must be Chu Yao.

After all, there is a direct stake at the moment, and the one who can accurately find out who locked him is this big boss.

Chu Yao has this method.

But after hesitation, he still chose to come.

With a business attitude.

In the world of adults, if you are not afraid of offending others, you are afraid that you have no use value.

Anyway, he didn't experience this kind of thing once or twice.

Being beaten and scolded is a common thing.

Seeing it now, I was completely sure in my heart.

You are too happy.

Come in, you!

Chu Yao said with a straight face, pulled his tie, and staggered him into the door, his movements were very rude, almost brutal.

Nothing to be polite about.

Calm down, calm down.

If you have to hit, don't... don't hit your face.

Li Bingjiang immediately said with a smile on his face,

The posture is very sincere, without skin and face.

Chu Yao stretched out his hand and slapped him on the forehead, and the back of the head was crisp and loud.

For a moment, Li Bingjiang felt his head buzzing, as if gold stars were popping out before his eyes.

It's just the smile on his face, but it's still as bright as before.

This look...

It made Chu Yao a little embarrassed to do it again, but he pulled out the belt from the bathrobe hanging in the closet, and tied his hands quickly.

Squat there!

A posture of interrogating a prisoner.

There is still something to be done.

Li Bingjiang was also a bachelor, his hands were tied behind his back, tightly tied, but he didn't struggle or shout, and squatted against the wall with difficulty. He raised his head again and showed a smiling face.

Beat or scold, it's up to you, can you smoke a cigarette?

Chu Yao glared at him.

What a test!

When did you start following me?

Wen Ji can find out some of this problem.

For example, his room opening records, or chat records, or things like the location coordinates of his mobile phone...

As long as it coincides with your own itinerary, it can basically be judged as stalking behavior.

But it's not very clear yet.

Because there are some intermittent situations in the middle, there are too many fuzzy options, and it is not very suitable for the number.

At this moment, since it was an interrogation, it would be more pleasant to ask the Lord directly.

I……

Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear a lie?

Li Bingjiang still asked with a playful smile.

Chu Yao smashed a teacup, directly on his forehead. There was no bleeding and the teacup was not broken, but the pain made him gasp, but he still kept his mouth stiff and didn't cry out.

You have a violent temper. Be good. Let me tell you the truth. Don't be angry.

Since... since when?

Actually, I started following you a long time ago. I was entrusted by the young master of the Su family to do something. However, after he paid a deposit, he was arrested by Yankees, and all the benefactors went in. I Not too concerned.

It's really not my fault. I also take money to do things. I have no grudges or grudges with you. Don't you think so?

Li Bingjiang put on a serious look and explained the problem honestly.

Su Heng?

Chu Yao frowned slightly.

He probably didn't know that Su Heng was sent in by himself.

Then what's going on now?

Chu Yao continued to interrogate.

I don't know if what this guy said is true or not, but too many words will lead to mistakes, the more you ask, the higher the accuracy rate.

Now, someone asked me to investigate you, but if you want to know your name, you have to pay some money.

I'm a businessman. It doesn't matter if you beat me or scold me.

As long as I'm not dead, as long as you give me money, we can still do business.

Zhen, Hob Knife Meat and Bing Jiang are now online.

The words were still spoken with a smile, sipping teeth, but there was a bit of determination in the eyes.

You can humiliate me in any way.

But there is only one principle - you can't be prostituted for nothing.

Chu Yao glanced at him again, his eyes were gloomy, and without saying a word, he strode towards him, still grabbing the collar, and the man weighing nearly 150 kg was lifted with one hand and directly carried to the bathroom.

The washbasin closed the outlet valve and began to store water.

This movement, posture, and eyes are all extremely agile, not sloppy at all, like an expert in torture to extract confessions.

Li Bingjiang was a little dumbfounded.

For a moment, he even suspected that Chu Yao had been on the road.

But according to his own investigation, Chu Yao has absolutely no background in that area.

Boss, even if you drowned me today, there is no count, then I can't say it, this is the rule.

As long as your mouth is loose and golden, and if you show a little bit between your fingers, I will recruit.

Does this matter to you?

Li Bingjiang acted both hard and soft, firm and persuasive.

Chu Yao still didn't speak, and casually took apart a piece of high-end handmade floral soap, and began to squeeze out a milky white soap in the washbasin reservoir. After thinking about it, he added some shampoo into it, turning the clear water into a into a suspension like spoiled milk.

Li Bingjiang: ...

His face turned a little pale.

Water and soapy water are definitely not the same concept.

The sharp Adam's apple twitched, a little confused.

Still playing with it like this?

Be an individual?

What would a billionaire worth billions do?

Are you not afraid of losing your grade?

No...it's not enough, is it?

He said with difficulty, wanting to continue the discussion.

Chu Yao didn't give him a chance, grabbed his hair and pressed it directly into the water.

Gululu...

Gululu...

He struggled desperately, but it was too late, he was completely killed by Chu Yao in terms of force value, let alone his hands were tied behind his back.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of soapy water, my throat and nose were burning, and I couldn't open my eyes.

He tried his best to break free, but he couldn't break free at all.

When the sound of his struggling gradually became smaller, Chu Yao finally let go, like throwing a dead dog, and threw it on the floor.

vomit……

Heart-piercing retching sound.

Snot and tears poured out together, and even a soap bubble appeared in the nostril.

This is torture like never before.

You will not be treated like this in prison!

Is there still Wang Fa?

Is there still a law?

Are there still human rights?

I... I said...

Li Bingjiang said in a hoarse voice, waving his hands in front of him, he really realized at this moment that Chu Yao is really different from the rich people he knew before.

How dare he do it!

Who?

There are... there are quite a few, ahem, there is a chamber of commerce in Pengcheng, there is a woman from the imperial capital, and there is a Hong Kong guy.

The owner didn't show up. I guessed. I transferred the news reports several times and sent them through confidential emails. The same is true for the transfer records. I...I can give you all of them.

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