"Kid, you are finished. You can wait for your death at home!" Before helping Brother Ma into the van, the few macho men didn't forget to threaten him.
"Okay, don't waste time. Your Little Brother Ma will be disfigured in a while." Yang Ming smiled indifferently.
The van left, and the people present were dumbfounded. They didn't expect Yang Ming to be so fierce. He actually poured a pot of hot oil on Brother Ma's head!
"Yang Ming, you are deliberately hurting him." Xia Xue frowned and whispered to Yang Ming. Although she was very happy that Yang Ming protected her, she didn't agree with Yang Ming's approach.
"Hey, don't worry. I won't trouble you. I promise that they won't dare to call the police." Yang Ming smiled.
"That's the best. Otherwise, I won't open the back door for you." Xia Xue glared at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming was very indifferent. People like Brother Ma wouldn't call the police. Even if he wanted to call the police, his boss wouldn't let him. If the violent demolition was obstructed and oil was poured, it would bring a lot of pressure to the demolition work. Maybe the relevant departments would supervise the entire demolition process. The unlucky ones would be themselves.
Therefore, this loss could only be swallowed in the stomach. If they wanted to retaliate, they could only do it privately. Yang Ming wasn't worried that they would retaliate against Xia Xue. Even if they found Xia Xue, so what?
They wouldn't dare to go to the police station to cause trouble. That was assaulting the police. The boss of the demolition company wouldn't do it even if he was a tiger.
"I'm sorry, boss. I poured your oil. How much is it? I will compensate you." Yang Ming turned and said to the fried cake boss.
"What are you compensating for? Young man, what you just did is very satisfying! " The fried cake boss quickly waved his hand. "I just don't dare. If I weren't afraid of their revenge, I would have done it long ago!"
"That's not very good …" Yang Ming saw the sincerity of the owner of the fried cakes. Obviously, these people had been bullied by the people of the demolition company.
"What's wrong with that? By the way, young man, you like to eat fried cakes. I'll make some more for you. The one just now fell on the ground." The fried cake owner handed a bag of fried cakes to Yang Ming. "By the way, you should leave quickly. If they come back later, you will be in trouble!"
Yang Ming had no choice but to accept the fried cake. However, Yang Ming wasn't afraid of the possible revenge. It was just that with Xia Xue around, Yang Ming couldn't beat these people to death according to his own ideas. That way, Xia Xue would definitely interfere.
Originally, Yang Ming wanted to use this as an excuse to turn this demolition company upside down. At the very least, he wanted them to estimate the price of Lin Zhiyun's house by a hundred times. But now it seemed that he could only do it next time.
He got in the car with Xia Xue and slowly left Shanty Town. Yang Ming sent Xia Xue to the entrance of the police station, and then handed the fried cake in his hand to Xia Xue. "Take it. It's the fried cake boss's intention."
"Hmph, don't be proud. You're the only one who can be a hero!" Xia Xue took the fried cake and said in a harsh tone, "Yang Ming, don't always cause trouble. Some things can't be solved by violence. Can't you think about the people around you when you do things? If you go to prison because of intentional injury, how sad would Chen Mengyan and Lin Zhiyun be? "
"Aren't you sad?" Yang Ming looked at Xia Xue's angry look and teased.
"Why would I be sad? It's just that the meal ticket is gone! " Xia Xue snorted and turned to walk to the police station. But after a few steps, she turned back. "No, I finally found the meal ticket. How can it be gone so easily?"
Yang Ming touched his chin. Am I really just a meal ticket? I really don't understand what Xia Xue is thinking.
Yang Ming wasn't wrong. Brother Ma really didn't call the police!
On the thirtieth floor of a luxury building in the southern part of Song Jiang City, a slightly fat middle-aged man was sitting in the boss' chair and flirting with a sexy female secretary. There was a knock on the door.
The middle-aged man put down the female secretary in his arms and then motioned for her to open the door. He picked up a document on the table and looked at it.
"President Wei." The person who came in was the general manager's assistant, Zhou Xiaoming.
Seeing that it was Zhou Xiaoming, the female secretary closed the door and sat back in the arms of the middle-aged man called President Wei.
President Wei's name was Wei Dekang. He was the chairman and general manager of Dekang Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. He was also a well-known figure in Song Jiang's real estate industry. After many years of development, Dekang Real Estate had become the industry leader second only to Xinheng Real Estate.
This time, with the development of the land in Shanty Town, Wei Dekang immediately felt that his opportunity had come. The high-end residential area in the development zone next to Shanty Town was developed by Xinheng Real Estate. It had now become a landmark building in Song Jiang's wealthy district.
Now, Shanty Town and the development zone were only a few hundred meters apart. He believed that as long as he operated it properly, he could make a second development zone!
Therefore, Wei Dekang particularly valued this opportunity. If the development was really successful, then the strength of his company would make a qualitative leap, and he would have the capital to compete with Xinheng Real Estate!
Otherwise, in the past few years, he had been suppressed by Xinheng Real Estate, which made Wei Dekang very uncomfortable.
"What's the matter?" Wei Dekang raised his head and looked at his confidant, Zhou Xiaoming.
"President Wei, something happened to Madman Ma." Zhou Xiaoming said with a dignified expression.
"Madman Ma? What happened? "When Wei Dekang heard that it was about Madman Ma, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. What could happen to Madman Ma? At most, he would beat up a person, so he asked, "Who did he beat up this time?"
"President Wei, he didn't beat up others, but others beat him up! He was splashed with oil. His face is now burned, and he is lying in the First People's Hospital. "Zhou Xiaoming said.
"What?" Wei Dekang frowned and scolded in his heart. This Madman Ma would cause trouble for me at this juncture. I haven't figured out the demolition yet, and he was beaten up. However, after all, Wei Dekang had been in the top position for a long time. He had the necessary shrewdness. "What exactly happened?"
"This is the case … Madman Ma took his people to Shanty Town to register the demolition …" Zhou Xiaoming repeated the incident to Wei Dekang.
"Motherf * cker!" Wei Dekang couldn't help it anymore. He scolded fiercely, "Is his brain flooded with water? Why did he provoke those diners? He deserved to be beaten up. It would be better if he was beaten to death! "
Wei Dekang was so angry. This guy, if he really fought with the residents of the demolition, it would be excusable, but why did you fight with a diner at a roadside stall? What does it have to do with you?
"President Wei, what should we do now? Madman Ma's underlings are thinking about revenge … You see … "Zhou Xiaoming said to Wei Dekang.
"Let them take revenge, but don't make things big. Don't call the police, or else it will be troublesome if the news spreads!" Wei Dekang said, "Those reporters can also say that we were beaten up because of violent demolition. It will be troublesome if it attracts attention!"
"Yes, I got it." Zhou Xiaoming nodded. "I will inform Madman Ma and tell them to be low-key if they want to do it. If anything happens, don't involve the company."
"En, that's what I mean." Wei Dekang said, "This Madman Ma is really worrisome. Let's do this. Xiaoming, you will be in charge of the demolition company from today. Let Madman Ma recuperate!"
"Okay, President Wei!" Zhou Xiaoming was delighted. Demolition was a lucrative job. Madman Ma was originally Wei Dekang's driver, and he was also one of Wei Dekang's closer people. When Wei Dekang asked Madman Ma to be in charge of the demolition, Zhou Xiaoming was still a little uncomfortable. Now, this lucrative job finally fell on his head.
In the ward of the city's First People's Hospital, Madman Ma's face was covered with gauze. Fortunately, the oil was not very hot, or he would probably be dead now!
He already knew what President Wei meant. The power of the demolition company had fallen on Zhou Xiaoming. Madman Ma was unwilling, but there was no other way. He hated Yang Ming in his heart. He couldn't wait to tear him into pieces!
Not only did Yang Ming disfigure him, but he also cut off his source of income!
"Brother Ma, this matter must not be forgotten. When we find that guy, let's kill him!" Madman Ma's underlings said fiercely.
They all followed Madman Ma for a living. Cutting off Madman Ma's source of income was equivalent to cutting off their source of income.
Madman Ma also thought so in his heart, but now that he was like this, even if he wanted to retaliate, it would not be done in a short time. His face was covered with gauze, and it was difficult to talk. He couldn't even discuss something.
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Yang Ming sent the car back to Ming Yang Heavy Industry and came to his uncle's office. He was about to tell him the good news, but he didn't expect his uncle to stand up first and say with a smile, "Big Ming, you are still capable! I really can't imagine how you got the people from Sankun Machinery! "
"En?" Yang Ming was a little surprised. "Uncle, how did you know? I haven't told you yet, right? "
"Haha, today's newspaper has been published. Sankun Machinery announced bankruptcy yesterday afternoon!" Yang Dashan laughed heartily. "Big Ming, how did you do it?"
"It's nothing, just to scare them," Yang Ming naturally couldn't say too much, "Don't tell my dad about this. I don't want him to worry."
"Don't worry. I will keep it a secret for you!" Yang Dashan was in a very good mood now. He didn't expect that the psychological problem that had troubled him for so long was so easily solved by Yang Ming.
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