Big Son-In-Law

"You're sick. What do you want to do? Do you want to crush me?!"

"If you can do it, come and press it. If I get out of the way, I'll be raised by you!"

Seeing the loader coming straight to him, Su Zhengdao was also angry. The bastard dared to frighten himself.

He firmly believes that Chen Qingchuan is bluffing him, not to mention pressing him. I'm afraid he can't even touch the Maserati. He can afford to pay for it?!

But then he found that he really thought too much, because he found that Chen Qingchuan seemed really crazy.

The big shovel of the loader was above his head. This guy didn't stop. Su Zhengdao was scared and hurried out with an arrow before the tire was rolled. He didn't stand still and rolled on the spot. He just stabilized himself.

Then he saw his beloved Maserati convertible squashed by the loader

Looking at the pile of scrap iron on the ground, Su Zhengdao felt that his heart was cold.

Thanks to running fast and running slowly, there should be a lump of rotten meat on the ground now!

Su Zhengdao, who was terrified after he came back, angrily pointed at Chen Qingchuan and jumped his feet and scolded, "you really want to crush me. Did I play with your wife or dig your ancestral grave? You are so angry with me, you bastard..."

Angrily scolding, Chen Qingchuan got off the loader with a smile and immediately came to Su Zhengdao.

"Didn't you let me crush you just now? I've never seen such a wonderful request in my life. Of course, I'm satisfied with you."

"But why don't you keep your word? Didn't you say you couldn't get out of the way? Why did you run so far?"

"By the way, I seem to have heard you say that if you step aside, I raised it? It's embarrassing now. I don't remember raising children, but you still don't recognize me as a father... Otherwise, to be fair, let's do a DNA test first?"

Su Zhengdao was almost angry. When he said this, he was angry. He didn't think that Chen Qingchuan really dared to press him!

It's good now. He ran away and picked up a father

"My car, pay for my car quickly. If you have a lot of money, pay me first, and then say something else!"

It's su Zhengdao's purpose of cultivating the second generation of Fu Kung Fu for so many years to refuse to admit it. He will refuse to admit anything that is unfavorable to him.

Besides, he doesn't deny it now, but let Chen Qingchuan compensate the eight million first!

Can Chen Qingchuan bring out eight million? I'm kidding. I have to sell underpants for an estimated 80000 yuan.

So now Su Zhengdao pays close attention to the point of losing money and cars. He has to fight with Chen Qingchuan and get Chen Qingchuan down sooner or later!

Chen Qingchuan had no comment on Su Zhengdao's biting death of eight million.

"Eight million, right? Yes, I'll pay for the car I pressed, but you have to call your father, okay?"

Su Zheng breathed coldly. The bastard even kicked his nose and face. I dare say that.

"Yes, I'll cry when you lose money on your front foot, but one thing, the money must come out of your hand, not from others!"

Su Zhengdao is still very smart. He knows to block Su Xue's road first, and then completely force Chen Qingchuan into a dead corner.

But the problem is, he has to have the ability to force.

The next moment, Chen Qingchuan took out his mobile phone and said, "turn out the QR code of your pedicle ring and I'll transfer money for you."

Su Xue didn't understand this, but Su Zhengdao was stunned. Is this an expert?

Maserati's car owners have a circle, which they call Ti circle. In this circle, they all hang their own independent accounts to facilitate business, purchase modified parts and other money transactions. Outsiders in this circle don't know, but Chen Qingchuan knows?

Think about Dongxing culture, a small and broken company, and look at Chen Qingchuan's clothes. Su Zhengdao suddenly knew it.

Even if I don't know where I heard such a circle, I deliberately show it to him, so that he can mistakenly think that he is from his circle, so he will give up asking for accounts temporarily, and when he settles accounts later, one will disappear

"It's funny that you're so careful that you still want to play with me."

"OK, don't you want a collar? Yes, I'll give it to you now!"

Taking out his mobile phone, Su Zhengdao opened the QR code of the pedicle circle and proudly showed it to Chen Qingchuan, "you can sweep it if you have the ability..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of "Di" rang.

Su Zhengdao wanted to say, "if you have the ability, you can sweep it for me." as a result, Chen Qingchuan finished sweeping it before he finished his words.

It was embarrassing. He didn't know what to say next.

But Chen Qingchuan didn't pay attention to his embarrassment and directly transferred 8 million 1 yuan.

"Eight million is for your car, and one yuan is for your son to buy lollipops."

Su Zhengdao is not in the mood to listen to this. He misses the eight million he received in di Quan.

Good guy, is there really eight million? And I know the circle

"Brother, are you a member of our circle?"

Su Zhengdao asked Chen Qingchuan curiously, but Chen Qingchuan warned him with righteousness and severity, "words can be said indiscriminately, generations can't be disordered!"

These words made Su Zhengdao angry. It's all in one mind. Do you really want to be a father?

Looking angrily at Chen Qingchuan, Su Zhengdao played a cheeky game again.

"I still have some business now. I'll calculate this account with you later. You're lucky today, aren't you?"

Swearing, Su Zhengdao hurried outside the company for fear of being grabbed by Chen Qingchuan.

But Chen Qingchuan didn't stop him, just let him leave with a smile.

Nearby, Su Xue asked, "just let him go?"

Chen Qingchuan asked with a smile, "otherwise, drag him back and pinch his neck to force him to call my father? He really wants to shout. I don't want to recognize such a garbage son. How can I be lucky to be my son."

Su Xue rolled her eyes in silence. This guy is really confident. He even said it was lucky to be his son

The matter of pressing Maserati is over. Su Xue also arranged for someone to pull the car to sell parts, but the business still needs to be handled.

Back in the office, Su Xue rubbed her head and asked Chen Qingchuan, "what about the program?"

She has been told by the website to stop broadcasting. This is a big problem and will have an impact in many aspects. She can't help but worry.

But Chen Qingchuan said, "it doesn't matter. It's broadcast on Wednesday. It's only Monday today. It'll be handled tomorrow at the latest."

Although I don't know why Chen Qingchuan has such confidence, Su Xue was relieved after hearing this.

But then she realized a problem, a very serious problem.