I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Of course, Chen Chuan would not expose too much in front of people who knew him, so he said: "They are useless, they fell collectively and broke their legs."

"Ah? Are you so careless? Do you want to call them a car to the hospital?" The two looked at the miserable five.

"It shouldn't be necessary for us to call, they can call it themselves." Chen Chuan said, walking to his Bentley, "I'm going out, you two will let Sister Lu go to the hot pot restaurant to help for two days."

Sister Lu refers to Lu Feilu, Lu Youfang's older sister. The woman was strong and able to fight since she was a child. Later, through the blessing of the system, the strength of taekwondo and judo soared, and it was no problem to fight ten men.

Chen Chuan was relieved with Sister Lu in the hot pot restaurant.

"Chuan, I know Director Ma of the North District Police Station. Would you like me to say hello to him?" the third cousin shouted.

"No, it's just a trivial matter. Try not to write anything related to the official family, and leave first." Chen Chuan said.

Bentley drove through the streets of Haiqin City and went straight to the Baige Hotel on Xiangnan Road.

When I got there, it was already three in the afternoon.

Xiangnan Road is also a prosperous area in Shinan.

The Baige Hotel is located on a commercial street. Chen Chuan saw a coffee shop-Youxiang Family Coffee next to the hotel.

Chen Chuan felt that the name was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Hey, Chen Chuan, why did you come to the Southern District?" A young woman wearing jeans and a white sweater came out of the cafe.

"Wei Xiao? This is your store?" Chen Chuan saw her, this was Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao smiled: "Yes, come in for a drink?"

Chen Chuan even smiled when she saw her. This attitude was completely different from yesterday. I don't know whether it was the 1 million Vacheron Constantin that worked, or her dream last night that caused her to change some views on herself.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Xiao asked.

"Well, it's a matter of business, let's go ahead." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay, goodbye." She stood in front of the coffee shop and waved.

Chen Chuan walked into the Baige Hotel and asked the little girl at the front desk which room Xu Mang was staying in, but she didn't expect her mouth to be quite strict, so she didn't say anything, she had to call and ask the guests first.

Reality is reality after all, and Xu Mang's people are not so vigilant.

Chen Chuan was waiting there. After a while, a room door opened and a young man walked out wearing slippers and asked in accented Mandarin: "Who, who is looking for Brother Mangzi?"

Chen Chuan walked over and said, "It's me."

"Who are you?" The young man squinted at Chen Chuan.

"Just call me Father Mang." Chen Chuan passed the youth and walked into the room.

The room is quite spacious, it is a standard room, with an extra bed, smoky, there are five people.

Chen Chuan was right. Together with the young man at the door, these six were the six people who went to the hot pot restaurant to make trouble that day.

"Who are you?" asked the tattooed man lying on the bed with gauze on his head.

The man's arm is tattooed with the Feitian Valkyrie.

Chen Chuan watched the video, and then watched the tattooed guy. He matched the number and asked, "Brother Mangzi?"

"Who are you?"

"My name is Father Mang." Chen Chuan said.

Mangzi: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

After speaking, Chen Chuan regretted it a little, because of this nickname, he could not tell whether he had recognized a dad at a disadvantage or took advantage. Otherwise, Chinese sentence segmentation is broad and profound.

"Who are you riding a horse, here is Daddy?" Brother Mangzi stared.

Chen Chuan said: "Broken a mobile phone with 1 million yuan, hitting my cousin’s head for 500 yuan, piercing my sister’s palms and legs... 5 million, affecting the reputation of the hot pot restaurant, 2 million is good. Oh yes, Pouring beer on his cousin caused him to catch a cold and get sick, which in turn affected the progress of the space rocket launch. This cannot be measured by money. If you count it...20 million. What's the total?"

"You step..." A young man just started to scold.

Snapped!

The young man only uttered two words, and was slapped by Chen Chuan backhand.

After the young man's body turned more than 720 degrees in the air, he flew onto a bed while spinning.

Chen Chuan took out his cell phone, clicked on the calculator, and then said, "28 million and 500 yuan. This is the loss you caused by making trouble. Who will settle the account?"

The room was silent.

"you……"

Bang!

Just as another young man was about to speak, he was kicked more than ten meters by Chen Chuan. The opponent's body hit the wall like a torn sack and fell to the ground.

"If you don't have that much money, just make an IOU and sign it." Chen Chuan said, "Do you have a pen?"

Chen Chuan looked at Brother Mangzi lying on the bed.

Brother Mangzi was originally lying comfortably, but when he saw Chen Chuan slap one person away and kick another ten meters away, he was a little stunned.

"Who would you say besides asking you?" Chen Chuan asked him.

"Yes." Mangzi said.

"You brought people to my hot pot restaurant to make trouble, right?"

Mangzi took a breath and said: "What's the matter?"

Chen Chuan saw an open bottle of beer on the table, picked it up and poured it on Mangzi's head, and said, "Have you done this, right? Pour wine on my cousin?"

The smashing cold beer fell on the top of Mangzi's head.

Mangzi's clothes and quilt on the bed were all wet with alcohol.

After Chen Chuan poured a bottle, he opened a new bottle, continued to pour it on Mangzi's head, and said, "A few others, come over too, and stretch their heads."

The others stood still.

As soon as Chen Chuan raised his leg, he kicked one of them out, and the man hit the TV in the hotel room.

The TV is torn apart.

Seeing this situation, the remaining two obediently moved in front of Mangzi, and the three got together.

Chen Chuan poured beer on the heads of the three and said, "Open the bottle by yourself."

Click!

A young man opened a bottle and handed it to Chen Chuan with his head down.

Chen Chuan took it and continued to pour.

Another young man also opened a bottle and handed it to Chen Chuan.

When Chen Chuan finished pouring, he looked at Brother Mangzi and asked, "Where is your bottle? Why don't you open it?"

"I..." Brother Mangzi swallowed.

Chen Chuan raised his hand, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him from the bed into the air.

"Cough, cough, uh uh uh..." Mangzi kicked and rolled his eyes wildly.

As time passed, Chen Chuan pinched Brother Mangzi as simple as pinching a chicken.

Brother Mangzi's face was flushed and flushed, and his eyes increased.

Chen Chuan let go, he fell to the ground, coughing, while holding up a bottle of beer, opened it with a wine screwdriver, and poured it on his head.

Chen Chuan picked up a bottle full of wine and slammed it down Mangzi's head, causing the glass to shatter.

"Is there a girl who was pushed down by you, and her hand was pierced." Chen Chuan said.

Mangzi and the other two young men heard it, and hurriedly pressed their hands on the glass slag, bleeding out.

Several other young people, kicked and beaten by Chen Chuan, couldn't get up.

Chen Chuan fell down and felt a little less angry. He sat on a chair and said, "Who asked you to go to the hot pot restaurant to make trouble, call that person and let him come here."

"Brother, you cowhide! We can't beat you and abuse us, we recognize. But brother, you better not provoke." A young man said.

Chen Chuan held a beer bottle in his hand.

"Don't do it, don't do it, I'll fight, I'll fight." Brother Mangzi struggled up, picked up his phone and dialed a number, and said, "Brother, yes, can you come to the Baige Hotel."

...

Twenty minutes later.

Three black Maybachs parked outside the Dove Hotel.

The car door opened and seven or eight young people walked into the hotel.

The door opened.

Seven or eight people walked into the room and looked at the mess in the room and Chen Chuan sitting on the chair.

Chen Chuan was playing King Glory with his mobile phone.

Inside the mobile phone, the voice of "super god" kept coming out.

Mangzi's group saw the people who came in, and their eyes burst into life. They rushed over and cried and said, "Brother Zhen, Brother Zhen, this kid beats us, and opens his mouth for 28 million and five hundred."

Chen Chuan didn't seem to see the young man who came in, and didn't put his phone away until the end of the game.

This young man is about twenty-three or four years old, about his own age. He was wearing a bright gray high-cold windbreaker. He was about 190 cm tall, his face was fair, his eyebrows were thick and dense, and his gray-white airplane hair style.

Chen Chuan looked at him.

He looked at Chen Chuan, then looked at the messy room, the glass **** on the ground, the broken TV, the young man lying on the ground...

"Did you find someone to make trouble at the Yunchuan hot pot restaurant?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Correct."

Chen Chuan stood up, kicked him seven or eight meters away and hit him against the wall with a kick on his chest.

Chen Chuan took a step, approached him, and asked, "Is the second wave of people today also sent by you?"

"Yes, are you special..."

Bang!

Chen Chuan picked him up and kicked him again. This kick kicked him more than ten meters away, kicked him from the room to the outside, and hit the door of the opposite room.

Only heard a "clam", the door of the room was knocked down and fell to the ground.

In that room, a young couple who looked like students were dumbfounded.

The seven or eight young people who came in with the youth reacted and rushed towards Chen Chuan together.

Chen Chuan glanced at each other, these seven or eight people stopped.

"Fight, kill him!" shouted the young man who was kicked out of the room by Chen Chuan.

The seven or eight young people continued to pounce on Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan clenched his fists, and each punched him. The ribs, armpits, and lower abdomen were all within his attack range.

A clean battle ended in 10 seconds.

Seven or eight young people all fell down and twitched on the ground.

The thunderous fist, the pain of hitting the body severely, made their forehead sweat, and the piercing pain was something they had never experienced.

There was only one person standing in the room.

The man was a woman with beautiful heavy makeup. She was originally standing with the tall young man with a gray-white airplane nose, and she looked like his female companion.

"Well, what's the matter with you, why are you fighting? Why are you hitting people? You, did you just mention Yunchuan Hotpot Restaurant?" The woman looked at Chen Chuan and said.

"Well, that's my shop. He sent people to make trouble again and again, and he wounded people and scared away customers. Shouldn't he fight?" Chen Chuan reasoned with the woman.

The woman said: "Are you called... Chen Chuan?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Chen Chuan looked at her, but her makeup was too thick, but she felt familiar and couldn't recognize who it was.

The woman said: "If it is a Yunchuan hot pot restaurant, then this may be a misunderstanding. Chen Chuan, when your hot pot restaurant opened, my grandfather asked me to send a flower basket to your restaurant, but you were not there at that time."

"Oh? Your grandfather? You're the one..." Chen Chuan felt that she became more familiar.

She smiled: "I'm Yin Ting, and my grandfather is Yin Shikai. You went to your grandfather's house to paint. You sold him the "Lidong Snow Landscape Landscape".

"Yin Ting? I'll go! Why are you like this?" Chen Chuan looked at the woman with heavy makeup in surprise.

She laughed: "I like to paint heavy makeup recently, do you know me? Grandpa introduced me to you, right?"

Chen Chuan also laughed. It was not her grandfather who introduced him, but he met him when he ate at Song Jinyi's house in [World]. Chen Chuan bought the Yinjialing office building of the Yin family for 600 million yuan. Later, the two went to the mall together, helping each other through the clothes in the fitting room.

Speaking of it, in reality the two do not know each other, but in the [world], they know each other well.

"Yin Ting, that tall one is your boyfriend? No, you are a beautiful woman anyway. The 190 tall one seems to be lacking in his head, and he sent someone to open my hot pot restaurant. It was really full." Chen Chuan Road.

"Haha, his name is Ye Zhen, not my boyfriend, we are just friends. You must have a misunderstanding, can I help you reconcile it? Everyone will be friends in the future." Yin Ting said with a smile, and shouted outside. "Ye Zhen, why did you go to Chen Chuan's hot pot restaurant to make trouble?"

The young man of 190 was named Ye Zhen. He was kicked by Chen Chuan. He was lying on the ground and spinning around.

The owner of the Baige Hotel saw Ye Zhenye lying on the ground and hurriedly ran over to help him: "Ye Shao, Ye Shao, are you okay?"

Ye Zhen was helped up.

Chen Chuan went out and walked in front of Ye Zhen. Before he could speak, he slapped his hand.

Snapped!

With this slap in the face, the Yezhen Station of Fan couldn't stand still.

The owner of Baige Hotel is almost scared to death. Who is this Ye Zhen? This is Ye Kun's younger brother? Who is Ye Kun? Ye Kun is someone Duan Bin can't afford!

Who is this young man in front of me? A dozen people fell on the ground alone, kicked Ye Zhen out of the room, and slapped again...

It's magical!

Yin Ting saw that Ye Zhen was hit again, and hurriedly said, "Chen Chuan...Don't fight, he, he is Ye Kun's younger brother."

Yin Ting approached Chen Chuan's ear and reminded in a low voice.

Chen Chuan looked at Ye Zhen and asked, "Let's talk about it, why did you go to my house? Who told you to go?"

"I can't say." Ye Zhen said.

Chen Chuan grabbed Ye Zhen's hair and hit the wall.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Chen Chuan let go, Ye Zhen limp on the ground. The meticulous gray-white airplane nose was very messy, and the clean windbreaker was covered with mud.

"Who let you go?" Chen Chuan asked again.

"I can't say, cough cough cough..." Ye Zhen said weakly.

Chen Chuan picked up Ye Zhen and said, "You let brother come."

Yin Ting said hurriedly, "Chen Chuan, forget it... don't beat him. I'll talk to him."

Yin Ting squatted down and said to Ye Zhen, "Ye Zhen, you may have misunderstood. Chen Chuan is a person my grandfather appreciates very much. He also painted half of a Chinese painting for my grandfather~www.ltnovel.com~My grandfather thinks about it every day. , Let him finish the painting. Do you want to offend my grandpa?"

"Yin Ting, I can't say who asked us to let us go to his house to find trouble. This is the rule. But since it is Grandpa Yin's friend, then I can guarantee that no one will make trouble in the Yunchuan hot pot restaurant in the future. "Ye Zhen said, lying on the ground.

"Is this okay? Chen Chuan, Ye Zhen guarantees that your house will be quiet in the future, he can definitely do what he says." Yin Ting said.

Chen Chuan looked at Ye Zhen who was lying on his stomach, grabbed his hair with one hand, and picked him up and continued to hit the wall.

"Chen Chuan, you..." Yin Ting said anxiously, "He is Ye Kun's younger brother, what are you doing?"

"Who made you mess up?" Chen Chuan stopped, and continued to ask with Ye Zhen's hair.

"Ye Zhen, you are going to say it soon, do you want to die..." Yin Ting was really anxious.

"Yes, it's... from Shanghai Dongda Winery...cough cough cough cough." Ye Zhen coughed.

Chen Chuan just let go, Shanghai stock market? Dong Da Winery?