Godly Fisherman

President Qiu looked at Xiao Peng, then Yang Meng, and said with a sad face: "I am clumsy today and offend the two great gods. Let's draw a word. How could this be done?"

"Is it done?" Xiao Peng sneered: "Originally, there was nothing to do with your club today. It was a private matter between us and Feng Jianting. You didn't say anything in your club. So many people came out. I just wanted to ask, it's up to you. What's the matter? Come out to fill the head? It's all right now, do you think how to solve this?"

President Qiu is crying, are you still reasonable? You had a dispute with someone in our club, can we not come forward to mediate? Well now, the medical expenses of more than ten people.

When did President Qiu suffer such a big loss? But looking at the two of Xiao Peng in front of them, the heroes don't suffer immediate losses! When I look back, see how we clean up you! The company will not bear this tone! Thinking of this, President Qiu felt a lot more comfortable.

Xiao Peng looked at Feng Jianting hanging on the tree: "Mengzi, put him down. I feel ashamed to waste time with these wastes."

Yang Meng listened, and without a second word, he plucked Feng Jianting from the tree: "Boy, come on, how can this be solved?"

Feng Jianting already felt frightened at this time. Who are these two people, who can't fight for money, but can't fight by force, so why do you provoke them? Thinking of this, I looked at Fang Qingya who was standing behind Yang Meng with a grievance. I will see you hiding in the future. You said there is such a great **** behind you. Are you walking sideways in the entertainment industry? What are you doing to bully us honest people.

Feng Jianting felt that he had suffered a hundred thousand points.

"Why kid? Why don't you speak?" Feng Jianting was still in a daze, Xiao Peng's voice came from his ear.

Feng Jianting hurriedly waved his hand: "Big Brother! I'm really not bad at it, I pay it back! I pay it back!"

"Then pay the money soon, what is it?" Yang Meng walked over.

Seeing Yang Meng coming, Feng Jianting was frightened: "Boss, I only have 14 million here..."

"En?" Yang Meng glared, "What do you mean?"

Feng Jianting seemed to make Yang Meng very scared. When he saw Yang Meng stared, he hurried to Xiao Peng's side: "Brother, can I owe you six million?"

"I owe six million? I don't have time to spend time with you, Xiao Peng, don't talk nonsense with this kid! Leave it to me!" Yang Meng reached out and grabbed Feng Jianting.

Feng Jianting was scared and backed away desperately: "Brother, I don't owe debts empty-handed! I take my car as mortgage!"

"Your car?" Yang Meng squinted at Feng Jianting.

Feng Jianting nodded desperately: "Yes, I just bought the McLaren P1 not long after, over 12 million! I use it as a mortgage!"

Yang Meng slapped Feng Jianting's head with a slap: "Made can't take out 20 million and buys more than 10 million cars? Pure Nima is a prodigal son. I slapped this slap for your father!"

Feng Jianting almost cried, but couldn't say anything, and honestly transferred money to Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng got the car key: "I'm going home now, want to get the car back? Yes, go to Qindao and get the car by myself. I live in Qianliyan, Sidao Town, Qindao, and I will give you one week Time, if you don’t go, you won’t be able to get the car back."

Xiao Peng said this after careful consideration, deliberately letting people know where he lives. It can be said that this sentence was also for President Qiu.

After all, this is the Shanghai stock market, and I am unfamiliar with the place where I was born. In case it becomes overcast, it would really be overturned in the gutter.

So Xiao Peng decided to return to Qianliyan as soon as possible. After all, that is the base camp, isn't it? Xiao Peng himself is not afraid of such a big conflict here, but if Guo Sihua's company cannot develop because of himself, then Xiao Peng's guilt will be serious.

Xiao Peng pays attention to drinking water and thinking about springs. If he troubles Guo Sihua, Xiao Peng will feel guilty.

It's all right now, Xiao Peng tells you directly where I am, don't trouble Guo Sihua.

I care about you Qingquan Group and Feng Group. If you have a kind, you can go to Qianliyan to trouble me!

After sending Fang Qingya and Zhao Lingzhi back to their nanny car, Xiao Peng returned to the hotel. He had already called Guo Sihua and told him that he was leaving. Regarding this decision, Guo Sihua agreed with both hands, and letting the two of them stay in the Shanghai stock market would not necessarily cause much trouble. Let's take responsibility for the auction. . . . . .

When he learned that Xiao Peng and Mr. Qiu from the Paradise Club had packed up and left, he was even more shocked: "Boss Xiao, you are really big brother, do you know who the backstage of the Paradise Club is?"

"I heard what Qingquan Group is? It sells mineral water?" Xiao Peng disapproved.

Guo Sihua stared at Xiao Peng blankly, this is really fearless for those who don't know: "Boss Xiao, have you ever heard of red flowers, green leaves and white lotus roots?"

Xiao Peng was taken aback for a moment: "You know, doesn't that refer to the original Hongmen, Qinggang, and Bailian Sects?"

Guo Sihua nodded: "This Qingquan Group has a very close relationship with the Qinggang."

Xiao Peng scratched his head: "Hua Xia still has a green gang? Haven't they all been cleaned up?"

Guo Sihua smiled and said: "The Green Gang and Hongmen still exist, and their influence is still very strong. For example, Hongmen has now spread to more than 20 countries including the Star-Strong Country, France, etc., and it can be called the world's largest organization. Sir, he went to the United States to carry out revolutionary activities as the'Big Brother Hongmen.' Now one of our participating parties in China, Gongzhidang, his predecessor was a courthouse of Hongmen.

Xiao Peng opened his mouth. I really don’t know that one of China’s eight democratic parties turned out to be a gang.

Guo Sihua continued: "The Qinggang, because of its strict organization and complicated rules, is now known as one of the most mysterious organizations in the world. President Jiang was a member of the Qinggang back then. The sacred place of the Qinggang was the Shanghai stock market. After the establishment of the Republic , Has carried out a devastating blow to the domestic gangs. The green gangs have difficulty gaining a foothold and have moved overseas, Hong Kong and Taiwan. The current green gangs are mainly distributed in the Stars and Stripes and Canada."

"What does that have to do with Qingquan Group?" Xiao Peng asked.

Guo Sihua was silent for a while: "As far as I know, the Qingquan Group is the asset of a certain gang member."

Xiao Peng said his question: "Mr. Guo, how do you know so much?"

"I am from Hong Kong Island, and there is also a youth gang organization on Hong Kong Island."

Xiao Peng smiled coldly when he heard this: "I care about the Qinggang and Baigang. This is China, and honestly invest and start a business here. Huaxia is welcome. If you want to do evil here? Do you really think the Huaxia police are eating? They are skeptical of life after minutes of cleaning up!"

In fact, Xiao Peng dared to say that. The main reason is: Lao Tzu can live in Qianliyan, which is a military control zone. No matter how good you are, would you dare to rush into the military control zone? You will come here every minute.

Xiao Peng went to say goodbye to Fang Qingya again: "Fang Qingya, if someone troubles you because of me, you must tell me immediately. Also, if someone asks you about my whereabouts, just tell the truth and let them go to Qianliyan. Me!" Xiao Peng asked.

Fang Qingya hid her mouth and smiled: "Are you still worried about me? I'm worried about whether you can drive home."

Xiao Peng looked very embarrassed when he heard it.

Fang Qingya said that for a reason. Xiao Peng lost an adult yesterday: Feng Jianting's McLaren was obtained, but let alone start it, even Xiao Peng could not open the car door. Yang Meng did the same. The two stood in front of the car door, staring wide-eyed.

Fortunately, Fang Qingya knew how to open the door. She pressed a small button on the door handle and the door opened upwards.

After entering the car door, Xiao Peng looked at the center console and was dumbfounded: Where's the gear lever? Where can I get the gear? What about the clutch? Where is the clutch?

Fang Qingya impatiently told Xiao Peng how to put in gear: Almost all supercars have gear levers on both sides of the steering wheel. On both sides of the steering wheel, there are two paddles, which can be used to shift gears: After starting the car, turn the right-hand paddle and release the brake to move the car; after stopping the car, turn the left and right paddles at the same time, that is With N gear, you can stop.

Xiao Peng did a good job of research before he mastered the driving style of this sports car.

Feng Jianting looked at the side and smoked his mouth: If you donate hundreds of millions of watches, you don't even know how to drive a sports car? How much do you want. . . . . . Cannon?

After bidding farewell to Fang Qingya, the two rested in the hotel for one night. Early the next morning, the two drove a car and set off on their way home: the Dodge Challenger had been bought by Guo Sihua and given to Xiao Peng made a gift.

This time, the Shanghai stock market was a good deal. The two came empty-handed, but they returned with two more cars.

There are several walkie-talkies in Feng Jianting's car, which should be used during drag racing. This is convenient for Xiao Peng and two of them. Although they drove two cars, it was not boring to talk about the sky along the way.

From Shanghai Stock Exchange to Qindao, it is nearly 800 kilometers away. Although there are highways along the way, all highways in China have limited speeds. The maximum is one hundred and twenty kilometers. Don't talk about speeding or anything like speeding. There are already an average of one or two kilometers for speed measurement, which will treat all kinds of speeding.

Although both Xiao Peng drove, both were considered sports cars. But at high speeds that can be driven hard enough.

"Let's take a rest in the front rest area," Xiao Peng suggested.

"I must rest. I drove slowly down the road, my legs are hard." Yang Meng agreed.

The two cars entered the high-speed service area one after the other.

As soon as Xiao Peng came out of the bathroom, he saw Yang Meng carrying a bag and threw a bottle of drink directly to Xiao Peng: "I won't drive long distances anymore. I run too awkward. I can't run at any speed."

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Do you know now? In China, this sports car really has no other effect except pretending to trick the little girl."

The two rested for a while, walked back to the parking lot, and when they were about to continue on their way home, they saw a few little girls posing in front of the two cars to take pictures. A long-distance bus parked next to the two cars. These girls should be girls on long-distance buses.

Xiao Peng and two of them walked over, smiled at the girls, opened the car door, and prepared to drive away.

At this moment, a girl walked up to Xiao Peng and said whispered: "Handsome guy, can you help me?"

Xiao Peng saw that it was another standard net red face: pointed chin, beautiful contact lenses, straight hair, and false eyelashes.

Xiao Peng asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

The girl twitched and said, "A few of us go home together, can we take a ride?" After speaking, she pointed to the three girls behind her.