"You just said that your family is rich, right? Are you rich yourself? Maybe this can become your proud capital, but who gave you the confidence?"
Wang Feng looked at the rich boy in front of him: "You have a pimple on your face. Your family is very rich. Why didn't you tell me to treat you so as not to make you blindly confident? As for your height, I didn't feed you well when you were a child.
Why? Why does it stop growing after half its length? Aren't you sad? These are nothing to ordinary people. After all, everyone still lives like a human being, but it is different to you.
These can all be sources of confidence for you, right?”
The rich second generation was obviously so excited by Wang Feng that he couldn't even utter a single word.
"Look at you with this pretty face. You can be so aggressive in this situation. It can be said that you have no quality at all. I don't know what your vision is. I advise you to be sensible and follow me. Why bother with such a man who loses face?"
Woolen cloth?"
The rich second generation couldn't defeat Wang Feng, so they set their sights on Li Shuang'er again.
"Who are you talking about! Brother Feng is not what you said. Brother Feng is right. You have to be handsome but not good-looking. You have to be talented but not learned. The most important thing is that you have extremely bad conduct. I, Li Shuang'er, will be like this all my life.
Even if all the men in the world die, they won’t be with someone like you!”
The second-generation rich man was so excited that he raised his hand and wanted to slap Li Shuang'er: 'You bitch!'
Wang Feng had quick eyes and quick hands, and he threw the rich second generation away with a single palm.
Wang Feng glanced at the second-generation rich man who had been thrown far away and looked at his palms. What was going on? This man was thrown out before he could exert any force. Could it be that he was here for a fight?
No, no, no, why would a rich second generation come to touch her? He must be trying to arouse Li Shuang'er's sympathy.
Thinking of this, Wang Feng quickly said to Li Shuang'er: "Shuang'er, I didn't use any force just now, I just hit him lightly. Don't believe him, he must be faking."
Of course Li Shuang'er believed that Wang Feng didn't mean it, but even a light slap from Wang Feng was not something ordinary people could bear!
And although this rich second generation has extremely bad conduct, it cannot be stopped that his family does have a lot of power, and the family business is also very large. Even if Big B’s underground casino was so large at that time, they still have to give their family a little bit.
For the sake of face, he can't afford to offend him. Furthermore, even if he is offended, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he is just a little girl and he can't do anything to him. But Wang Feng...
The onlookers on the sidelines were all frightened. This was the only son of the Wu Group, and he was always doted on by his family.
"I'm afraid this man is going to be in trouble. He actually offended the young master of the Wu Group."
"If you ask me, this guy deserves it. Why is he pestering other people's girls for no reason?"
"What do you know? It's not normal for someone to be a rich second generation, or this very handsome man is going to be unlucky."
A group of people were talking a lot.
The second-generation rich man was helped up by his subordinates. The second-generation rich man looked at Wang Feng fiercely and said, "Okay, you are not just a pretty boy, you are also a thug. Then the young master of this business will reward you."
Just give me some money and take it as payment for taking care of this bitch Li Shuang'er."
As he said this, the second-generation rich man took out a hundred from his pocket, and everyone around him was suspicious, why did the young master just take out a hundred? Isn't this humiliating?
What they said was right. The second-generation rich man lightly dropped the hundred-dollar bill in front of Wang Feng and said viciously: "You wait for me."
Turn around and leave.
"Wait a moment!"
Wang Feng stopped the rich second generation, and people around him became curious.
"Is this person scared? Look at what he is doing when he suddenly stops others."
"I think so. After all, this kind of rich man is not someone ordinary people can afford."
"I don't think he will give in to that rich second generation. If you don't believe me, let's continue to see."
When Wang Feng opened his mouth, the rich second generation stopped.
The rich second generation is still provoking: "Why, you have been eating soft food for a long time, don't you think one hundred yuan is not enough? I tell you, don't be dissatisfied. I will throw a hundred yuan into the beggar on the roadside, and he will
You all have to kowtow to me with gratitude, why can’t you also kowtow to me twice?”
The rich second generation shook his legs and looked at Wang Feng.
"Don't go too far! Wu Dazhi!"
Li Shuang'er looked at Wang Feng worriedly. This Wu Dazhi was really too much! How could he insult Wang Feng like this? He couldn't bear to say it too harshly.
"Yo yo yo, the little beauty is angry, tsk tsk, I mean, pretty face, look at you actually asking a woman to stand up for you, okay, don't you think one hundred yuan is too little, then why don't you give one hundred yuan
Return the money to me, you should make money by begging with others."
Cruel enough, the onlookers could see it. If Wang Feng didn't return the hundred, it would prove that he was indeed a beggar. If he didn't return the hundred, it would be even worse.
Wang Feng is just a pretty boy who relies on women to get ahead and make a living.
Only Li Erliu knew that what Li Shuang'er said just now was for Wu Dazhi's sake. If he didn't restrain himself, it would be terrible, but it seemed that it was too late to leave now.
Seeing Wang Feng's lack of response, Wu Dazhi laughed a few words and planned to leave.
"Don't you want money?"
Wu Dazhi turned around when he heard this.
I saw Wang Feng holding the one hundred banknotes in his hand, looking at Wu Dazhi, and then flicked it lightly, and the banknotes flew towards Wu Dazhi, as fast as a flying knife. Wu Dazhi subconsciously wanted to run away.
But his legs were so weak that he couldn't move at all. Those watching the excitement had their eyes wide open and their mouths grew big.
Because they saw that the banknote actually barely brushed Wu Dazhi's arm, and was inserted directly into the wall with the sleeve of Wu Dazhi's suit.
OMG!
There was a burst of exclamation in the venue.
A banknote actually penetrated the fabric and was inserted into the wall. Some people curiously tried to pull out the hundred-dollar bill that had been embedded in the wall, but they couldn't pull it out no matter how hard they tried.
"Oh my god, what kind of person is he?"
"Banknotes! They can actually go through walls!"
Wang Feng just looked at Wu Dazhi indifferently, who had collapsed to the ground, touching his hand that could lose his sleeve.
People around were still trying to remove the banknotes, but to no avail no matter how hard they tried.
Wang Feng didn't say anything at this moment. He stepped over Wu Dazhi and walked to the wall. He pinched it gently and the banknote came out. Everyone was shocked again.
