Chapter 115: Staying Away from Scammers Starts with Me
Facing the ferocious Brother Kun, Lu Yiming was not in a hurry. He took out a checkbook from the lining of his suit, wrote a few words quickly, tore it off and threw it in front of Brother Kun, and said calmly: "Here is 200,000 yuan, let him go."
Brother Kun glanced at the check in doubt, then calculated it in his mind and said calmly, "Now it costs three hundred thousand."
Zhao Tiezhu was immediately furious: "Didn't you just say 200,000? How come it has become 300,000 now ?"
Brother Kun looked at him with disdain, then said with a grim smile: "You just injured my brother, so you have to pay 100,000 yuan for the medicine, right?"
Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, looking at the lively guys in front of him.
Do these people need medical expenses?
Let’s play!
The smile on Lu Yiming's face also disappeared, and his tone was cold: "Don't be shameless, take the 200,000 yuan and let him go, otherwise I don't mind teaching you how to write the word death."
Brother Kun didn't expect that Lu Yiming was even more arrogant than him.
He crossed his arms, stood up straight, and said to Lu Yiming in a sarcastic tone: "Ah, I'm so scared..."
"Pujiezi, do you believe that I will chop you to death right now?"
However, at this moment, the lights outside came on, a fleet of Rolls-Royces stopped outside, and dozens of strong men wearing sunglasses and suits got out of the cars.
Brother Kun and his little brothers were stunned.
Where have they ever seen such a scene on a normal day?
Zheng Zhiguang walked in with ease, glanced at everyone, and then his eyes fell on Brother Kun: "Brother Kun, right? What's the matter? What are you going to do to our VIP guests at Standard Chartered Bank?"
When Brother Kun heard that there was Standard Chartered Bank across the street, the fierce look on his face faded a lot.
This kind of enterprise with foreign background is not to be trifled with by gangsters like them, even the leaders of the underworld cannot afford to offend them. If they really cause trouble, a large group of people in uniform will come to teach them a lesson in minutes.
However, at this moment, Brother Kun's cell phone rang.
Brother Kun picked up the phone and took a look. Then, as if he had changed into a different person, he pressed the answer button and said in a flattering tone, "Dragon Head..."
The person who called was the leader of the society. A somewhat exasperated voice was heard on the other end of the phone, cursing, "Jiang Kun, did you grow up eating shit? How dare you mess with the VIP of Standard Chartered Bank! Quickly release him and apologize! Don't bring trouble to our society if you're looking for death!"
"this……"
Brother Kun almost cried after hearing this, and cursed all of Zhao Dali's ancestors in his heart, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had such an awesome friend?"
In Hong Kong, most of the so-called gangsters are actually just vicious dogs raised by rich people. Even some underworld bosses are nothing in front of the rich.
Especially an institution with British background like Standard Chartered Bank is not something that these gangsters can afford to offend.
As soon as Lu Yiming made a phone call, Standard Chartered Bank immediately took action.
There is no other way. Lu Yiming came here this time and deposited a lot of money in Standard Chartered Bank. He is definitely a super big customer and must be treated like a real father.
Although he was very angry, Liang Kun did not dare to disobey the order. After responding to a few words in a timid manner, he put away his phone like a defeated rooster and said to his subordinates: "Let this guy go. Let's go!"
"Boss, don't you want this money... anymore?" asked a younger brother.
Liang Kun slapped him directly and said viciously: "You only care about money, money, money, don't you want your life?"
With the order from above, Liang Kun not only released the man, but he also did not dare to take the check from Lu Yiming.
He was afraid that if he took the money, he would lose his life.
In comparison, it’s just a loss if you lose that little bit of money.
Zhao Dali got rid of the ropes and thought about what happened just now. He felt like he was still dreaming. He touched his red and swollen cheeks and complained in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Tiezhu, you are so mean. You know such a powerful friend, but you didn't come to save me earlier, causing me to be beaten up!"
Zhao Tiezhu snorted and glared at Zhao Dali unhappily: "If you weren't my relative, I wouldn't have come to save you! You deserve to be beaten!"
He ran over to pick up the check that had fallen on the ground, carefully blew off the dust on it, and returned it to Lu Yiming, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your help."
Zhao Dali was a smart man. He saw that Lu Yiming had casually signed a check for two hundred thousand yuan and put on such a grand display, so he must be no ordinary person. He quickly came to Lu Yiming and said flatteringly, "Mr. Lu, right? Thank you for helping me. I owe you a hand! If you need me, Zhao Dali, in the future, just tell me."
Lu Yiming said cheerfully: "Okay, you said it, and you can't refuse when I find you later."
Then, Lu Yiming looked at Zheng Zhiguang and nodded in approval: "Comrade Zheng is quite punctual."
Zheng Zhiguang joked, "I dare not be late to serve a distinguished guest like you."
"Let's go and eat. I'm hungry."
Lu Yiming touched his stomach and started thinking about what to eat.
After running around today, the seafood noodles I ate at home have long been digested.
Zheng Zhiguang invited Lu Yiming and Li Yiwen into the car.
Lu Yiming stuck his head out of the window and said to Zhao Tiezhu, "Tiezhu, when you finish your work, come to the Standard Chartered Bank headquarters to find me."
"Okay, Mr. Lu."
Zhao Tiezhu also quickly got into the right role and began to regard himself as Lu Yiming's bodyguard.
In the car, Li Yiwen felt that Zhao Dali was unreliable, so he whispered to Lu Yiming: "It's better to have less contact with such a low-class liar. You never know when he will set a trap for you. After all, he is a liar. He will do anything for money and has no bottom line."
Lu Yiming was quite open-minded and said, "Don't say that. Even a piece of toilet paper or a pair of underwear has its uses."
If Mengchangjun had not taken in a group of thieves, would he have been able to leave Xianyang alive? He would have been hung at the city gate by the king of Qin and dried like bacon.
Therefore, even if Zhao Dali is a liar, Lu Yiming will squeeze out his surplus value. This is what a qualified capitalist should do.
Seeing Lu Yiming's leisurely look, Li Yiwen felt something in his heart and said with a vigilant look: "Are you thinking of something new? I tell you, you have to be careful. I don't want you to scare me into having a heart attack and high blood pressure at such a young age."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yiming assured with a solemn oath: "Don't worry, this is absolutely legal and reasonable."
Li Yiwen became even more nervous after hearing this: "Fuck, what on earth do you want to do?"
