,

Yang Dali felt despair inside.

He is not a fool.

Be aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Once Yan Xiaoping confesses, he is finished.

He could only cry and say, "Song Sanxi, forget it, let me go, please! The business situation is not good this year, and the electrical appliance factory has moved and there is not much money..."

Song Sanxi waved her hand, "Don't do these painful scenes, it's useless. For one million, you can let Yan Xiaoping chop off both of my arms. Are my arms so cheap? I don't think one of my arms is worth a hundred."

Wan, it’s up to you!”

"Two million?" Yang Dali's eyes widened in shock, and then he was about to cry.

Song Sanxi nodded, "No more, any more will be unkind. In two hours, the bank card number will be sent to you. You'd better go to the bank and wait for the transfer. Now, get off the car, immediately."

Yang Dali, I really don’t want to stay in the car for one more second.

Now, get out of the car.

Song Sanxi started the car, hit the accelerator, and swerved away.

The strong exhaust gas made the pipes of Yang Dali's pants fly.

This old boy is heartbroken.

Tears are almost coming.

This is not a big customer, this is a big nemesis!

2 million cannot be more, any more would be unkind?

Song Sanxi, you are not kind to begin with!

Labor and management, labor and management want to kill you!

Several security guards looked at it and did not dare to speak.

Obviously, Mr. Yang was taken care of.

Yang Dali went directly back to the factory parking lot, got in his car, and drove off.

There was a call from the conference room over there, asking him to go back and continue the meeting!

Yang Dali was so angry that he yelled: "Are you having a bullshit meeting? You can't hold it! It's Chinese New Year and we have a holiday in the afternoon! All wages will be paid next year! If the workers are making trouble, right? Even if they make trouble, they will be paid next year!"

Really, he was going to be so angry!

In this back-and-forth with Song Sanxi, I have suffered too much, both inside and outside.

The profits made over the past few years have almost been lost.

Of course he doesn't know.

In Song Sanxi's eyes, Su Yourong is my wife in name only.

Therefore, she is not a man who can make up his mind whenever he wants to insult someone.

Yang Dali suffered from this source.

If it weren't for this, Song Sanxi would have settled for just one million.

Fortunately, Yang Dali didn't know why he stayed there for those days.

Otherwise, you will have the mentality of hitting a wall.

Song Sanxi applied for a bank card in less than an hour.

This bank card was issued using Su Youqing's identity number, function.

In other words, you only need an account number and no name verification is required to transfer funds.

In 2010, people like Song Sanxi had bank card turnover of nearly 100 million, and now there are still more than 10 million people. It is very easy to apply for such a bank card.

The card number was quickly sent to Yang Dali.

In less than ten minutes, this old boy obediently transferred the money successfully.

Him, distinguished guest.

Moreover, he also sent a message to Song Sanxi: Forwarded, please check.

Song Sanxi was still in the bank VIP room at that time.

Ask the teller to check the money in the card.

The teller looked respectful and said that 2 million had been received.

So Song Sanxi replied to Yang Dali with a message: You'd better keep to yourself, otherwise, if you don't harm others, you will harm yourself.

Yang Dali felt like his old face was slapped again by a young man.

In my heart, of course I am dissatisfied, ten thousand dissatisfied!

He returned home.

It just so happened that my daughter Yang Xue said that she wanted to change to a desktop computer and buy a tablet computer, the Apple one.

Yang Dali just slapped him away and scolded him for spending money on things he didn't live up to! Is my money washed away by the flood? How unlucky it is that I raised a prodigal daughter like you!

Yang Xue's face was swollen from being beaten, and tears of grievance flowed down her face.

Covering his face, he screamed: "Yang Dali, how dare you hit me!"

Snap!

Another slap!

Knocked to the ground!

"Uncultured thing!" Yang Dali rushed out of the door angrily, almost furious.

This year, I feel really sad.

He drove to the hospital and scolded his nephew Yang Jun again.
Chapter completed!