Of course Lin Caiwei would not go with Qin Feng. You must know that the person who invited her was a rich second generation who was arrogant and arrogant. He was the kind of person she disliked the most.
After school ended in the afternoon, Mr. Qin drove his Wrangler to the meeting place.
As expected of a second-generation rich man, he chose a high-end hotel in the city for his meal. After Qin Feng parked the car, he deliberately didn't come out. He felt it was necessary to let the man wait a little longer.
In a luxurious private room on the eighth floor, there sat a guy with oily hair and a pink face. His hair was perfectly combed and God knows how much hairspray he had put on it. The most outrageous thing was that this guy had powder on his face and just needed some blush. If you wear lipstick, you will really be a real fake.
His name was Han Feng, and his eyes fell on the table next to him from time to time. On it were herbal tea, cola, juice and beer, all of which were canned drinks.
The biggest advantage of canned drinks is that they can create some kind of small holes that cannot be seen by rubbing the eyes, and inject certain drugs into them.
Two bottles of red wine were placed in the ice bucket. If you look carefully, you can also see a very fine hole in the cork. It can be seen that this product is well prepared for the inevitable victory today.
To be on the safe side, he specially prepared six or seven types to increase the chance of success. Seeing that the agreed time had passed, Han Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed the goddess' number.
As before, the other party set up call blocking, but he couldn't get through.
Then just wait, time passes minute by minute, ten minutes, twenty minutes... until half an hour.
Han Feng was a little angry. He spent a lot of money to buy photos, and also set up a table in such a high-end place. With two bottles of imported high-end red wine, his "investment" had exceeded one hundred thousand yuan. If even the goddess's It wouldn't be too sad if we couldn't meet each other in person.
He took out his cell phone and said to himself bitterly: "Lin Caiwei, you are so cruel. Let's see how I get you into bed later. If you don't come today, I will publish the photos to the public."
In addition to eating, he also opened a luxurious guest room early, on the ninth floor above his head. As long as the goddess drinks the drug-laced drink, he can do whatever he wants.
Click...
The door lock made a crisp sound, and Han Feng, who had a ferocious expression at first, immediately turned into a smile, his heartbeat accelerated, and the goddess finally came.
After the door opened, an unfamiliar face appeared, and it was a man. He couldn't help but be startled, wondering if he had gone to the wrong room.
Before he could ask, Qin Feng asked: "You are Han Feng."
Han Feng nodded subconsciously: "It's me, who are you."
Young Master Qin stepped in, sat carelessly on the chair opposite him, and said, "Lin Caiwei asked me to come."
"What did she ask you to do? Where is she?" Han Feng said with an unhappy expression.
"What else can I do? Of course I'm negotiating with you." He glanced at the red wine in the ice bucket and said in a sarcastic tone: "It's not that bad. Lafite in 2008. When I invite people to dinner, I usually ask They are all from 2002."
Han Feng failed to see the goddess and said impatiently: "I have nothing to talk to you. You ask Lin Caiwei to come over immediately, otherwise she will regret it."
It seems that this Young Master Han really treats himself as a dish. It's just a few photos. Do you really think it's something fatal?
Let’s not talk about whether you have the opportunity to post these photos online. Even if you succeed, Mr. Qin has a way to make them disappear in the first place and make your surname Han bad luck.
Qin Feng was really too lazy to have any interaction with this group of people, so he said straight to the point: "Listen carefully, hand over the photo obediently, and swear not to threaten Miss Lin with it again. You can leave here safely today, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ."
Han Feng smiled: "You are the one who dares to talk to me like this. You look familiar. I'm warning you, kid..."
Bang...
Han Feng had a plate of food pressed against his face, and the vegetable juice mixed with the powder on his face flowed down, making him very embarrassed.
Young Master Qin would not be polite to such a guy who was so arrogant just because of how much money he had in his family. What's more, this guy used despicable means to force Beauty Lin to submit, so he should be beaten even more.
"I'll fuck you." Han Feng wiped the juice from his face and hit Qin Feng with his fist.
Don't underestimate yourself.
Bang...
He was kicked away and his body was slammed against the wall behind him. If it weren't for the sofa placed beside the wall, which acted as a buffer when he landed, he would never have gotten up again.
There is no need to reason with this kind of person. When he kneels down and begs for mercy, everything will be solved.
Before he could stand up completely, Mr. Qin kicked him again and firmly stepped on the sofa. He hummed and asked: "How are you? Are you satisfied? If not, just give me a shout and I can help you again." ."
Han Feng was of course dissatisfied. He had always hit others since he was so old, and he had never been beaten before.
"Boy, if you dare to hit me, you are dead. I swear I will destroy you. If you are wise, you will let go immediately." His tone was still arrogant.
Qin Feng chuckled: "As you wish."
He originally wanted to slap Han Feng in the mouth until he lowered his head, but when he saw his dirty face, he immediately changed his mind and slapped him with the sole of his shoe.
Soon, one of Han Feng's shoes was taken off. Qin Feng certainly didn't know how to use his own shoes. He couldn't stand his hands being dirty, and he couldn't stand his shoes being dirty either.
When he picked up Han Feng's shoes, he was delighted. These shoes had soft soles and would be very powerful for slapping someone in the face.
Snap...
Bang bang...
Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang......
The more Young Master Qin smoked, the more enjoyable he felt, and he was getting a sense of rhythm.
Han Feng's face soon turned into a pig's head and became swollen and tall.
Qin Feng took out the feeling and of course he would not stop. In fact, Han Feng already wanted to beg for mercy when he was hit for the tenth time. However, the soles of his shoes came faster and faster each time, and his mouth became swollen like a fat sausage. I couldn't speak at all.
"Hey, you're pretty strong, let's continue." He paused for a moment and lifted up the shoe again.
"I'll hand over... the photo, don't fight anymore." Han Feng quickly begged for mercy. Although he has an arrogant personality, he is not stupid. If he doesn't let go, don't be prepared to take advantage of this face.
"That's right. In fact, I have always been adhering to the principle of persuading people with virtue. You have to force me to do something." Qin Feng said very shamelessly, threw away the shoes and shouted: "You better not be so mean. If you dare to keep a backup secretly, I will definitely break your three legs."
Han Feng was so frightened that he quickly covered his crotch and said, "I definitely don't dare to keep a backup. It's on my phone. If you delete it, it's gone. If you don't believe it, I'll just format the memory card, okay?"
"Hurry up then." Qin Feng kicked him and immediately said: "Before formatting, send me a copy first. My buddy didn't even have time to appreciate it."