Chapter 161: A Good Man is Carved on a Stone Tablet
In the Hao family manor, an angry roar came out, breaking the original peace.
"Trash, they are all fucking trash," Hao Tianlai stared at the newspaper on the table, his long-suppressed anger igniting again.
On the table is a city newspaper, the kind that is very popular in Jiuquan. It usually contains real facts, entertainment sections, financial channels, etc., but today, the prominent headline reads: Last night the police were arrested on the 2nd Attack on the drug trade at Pier No. 1 and kill the drug dealer.
Hao Tianlai grabbed the newspaper on the table, tore it into pieces with all his strength, and threw the scraps of paper on the ground: "Damn it, Xiao Feng, Liu Hua, you all deserve to die,"
"Master, please come over," a voice sounded at the door.
"Get out," Hao Tianlai, who was in a furious state, cursed without looking back.
"Master, please come over, sir,"
Hao Tianlai took a deep breath to calm down. He slowly turned his head, looked at the old man standing at the door, and forced a smile: "It turns out to be Uncle Wei. I'm sorry, I lost my temper."
Uncle Wei, Hao Ren's driver and bodyguard, is an extremely skilled man. At least no one in the Pentacle is a match for this old man. He is loyal to Hao Ren and kills many people for Hao Ren. His hands are covered with stains. Bloody, in the Hao family, he is the person Hao Ren trusts most, and his natural status is aloof. Even Hao Tianlai was frightened when he saw him.
"Young master, no matter what happens, you must keep a normal mind, and you will see the real thing," Wei Bo said with a smile.
Hao Tianlai cursed in his heart that the old coffin was rotten and crooked, but in front of him, he nodded in an educated manner: "Thank you, Uncle Wei, for your advice. I will pay attention to it in the future."
"Haha, young master, I'm looking for you."
"Okay, you go back first, I'll be there right away," Hao Tianlai nodded and said.
Wei Bo left, and Hao Tianlai's face turned gloomy again. What did the old man ask him to do? Apart from scolding him, he couldn't think of anything else. After two failures, the old man was probably very disappointed with him.
After a long time, Hao Tianlai left the villa and walked towards the old man's residence. Along the way, his face was so gloomy that all his subordinates avoided him and did not dare to say hello.
"The young master is here," the cute little nanny bent down and said.
"Well," Hao Tianlai stopped and raised the nanny's chin with two fingers: "Xiao Ru, is the old man angry?"
The little nanny didn't dare to evade and nodded respectfully: "Well, the old man was very angry and threw the purple clay cup."
Hao Tianlai frowned. The purple clay cup had been with the old man for more than twenty years and had always been a treasure. He didn't expect that he would throw the cup in anger today. This shows how strong his anger is.
Hao Tianlai let go of the nanny and straightened out his clothes: "Xiaoru, go make two cups of tea and bring them over." After that, he quickly went upstairs.
In the study, Hao Ren's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. Under his feet, there were purple sand fragments on the ground.
There was a knock on the door. Hao Ren looked at the door and said in a deep voice: "Come in,"
The study door opened, and Hao Tianlai walked in and called respectfully: "Father,"
Hao Ren looked at the son he was once proud of and tried to calm down: "Tell me what happened last night."
"Father, I was too careless last night and did not go to the scene to supervise in person," Hao Tianlai lowered his head.
Hao Ren gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped Hao Tianlai on the face: "Careless, go to the scene, huh, if you were there last night, do you think you can still see the sun today?"
"Father, I know I was wrong," Hao Tianlai said in a low voice without any impatience.
"Hao Tianlai, what do you want to do?"
Hao Tianlai's face flashed with murderous intent: "Father, I must kill him,"
"Well, the relationship can no longer be eased, then kill him. However, what worries me now is the Golden Triangle. Liu Cheng is being hacked. Once the news is leaked, it will definitely anger General Kata," Hao Ren sighed. Said angrily.
"Kata is just a Golden Triangle warlord. He can't survive outside of that place. Father, don't worry, I will handle this matter well,"
"Except for Kata, Liu Hua must do his best to save face. Understand, although we are not afraid of him, we should not offend him,"
Hao Tianlai nodded, but murderous intent emerged in his heart. Liu Hua, huh, you are actually an enemy of the Hao family. Do you really think you are strong enough? Xiao Feng, it won't be long before you wait for me to attack again. I will definitely I will kill you, I will, Xiao Feng.
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Xiao Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Xia Yu sitting opposite with a smile. The faint smoke floated from his fingers and gradually dissipated in the air.
Xia Yu also stared at Xiao Feng, but her eyes were not so friendly, even full of hostility.
"Miss Xia, you didn't call me here just to make eye contact with me, right? If so, I'm very busy over there, so I won't excuse you," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
"Xiao Feng, you will regret what you did today," Xia Yu said coldly.
Xiao Feng blew out a smoke ring: "Haha, I never do anything I regret. Miss Xia, you have prepared the procedures. Let's sign it now. How about it,"
"Okay," Xia Yu did not hesitate, nodded in agreement, took out a document and pen from her bag, and handed it to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took it and read it carefully. Although he was not interested in reading the document, Pier 7 was of great importance. He had to be careful not to fall into the Xia family's trap again. After reading it from beginning to end, , raised his hand again and shouted: "Lawyer Huang, come here,"
"You don't have to be so careful," Xia Yu said with contempt on her face.
Xiao Feng shrugged: "Be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship, especially when sailing on the big sea like the Xia family, you have to be even more careful."
Lawyer Huang came over, carefully checked it from a professional perspective, and nodded slightly to Xiao Feng, indicating that there was no problem.
Xiao Feng then picked up the pen, signed his name in duplicate, and put away a contract, which meant that he had entered into a cooperative relationship with the Xia family.
"Goodbye," Xia Yu said after finishing her business, she didn't want to stay any longer and stood up to leave.
"No," Xiao Feng smiled faintly and said to Xia Yu's back.
After Xia Yu left, Lei Zhentian came over and said, "Mr. Xiao, I want to mobilize everyone to donate some money to Bauhinia Academy."
"No, let's wait until we need it later. I'm sorry to bother you all," Xiao Feng had something on his mind and naturally didn't want to make any donations.
Lei Zhentian shook his head seriously: "Mr. Xiao, what you said is wrong. Although you are rich, love belongs to everyone. We should all care about education and children."
Xiao Feng saw that Lei Zhentian had said so, and it would be bad if he refused again, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, then let's follow President Lei's arrangements."
"Well, I'm going to tell everyone now," Lei Zhentian smiled and left.
Xiao Feng looked at Lei Zhentian's back and shook his head with a wry smile. He had no hope at all for the donations from these tycoons. Why, you kidnapped their wives and children, and you still want them to give you power and money? There are so many people in the world. Is this a good thing?
Lei Zhentian's connections were pretty good. After what he said, the tycoons gave him some face. At least, they hated Xiao Feng in their hearts, but they all donated generously.
This one is 100,000 yuan, that one is 50,000 yuan, Zhang is 30,000 to 30,000 yuan, Li is 40,000 yuan to 40,000 yuan... In short, none of these billionaires' donations exceed 100,000 yuan. One hundred thousand yuan is a lot, but who gets the score? , if you are an ordinary citizen, then one hundred thousand yuan is definitely a huge sum of money. In the eyes of these billionaires, one hundred thousand yuan is equivalent to ten yuan.
The tycoons all united and became stingy, just to slap Xiao Feng in the face. Dozens of tycoons together donated a total of more than two million yuan, which made Lei Zhentian a little bit unable to stand it. .
Xiao Feng and other tycoons finished their donations without getting angry at all, and looked at them with a smile: "I want to thank you on behalf of the children, and thank you for your enthusiasm for education. Haha, in order to thank you, I will be in a conspicuous position on campus tomorrow, Erect a tombstone, no, a stone tablet, with your names engraved on it, so that students can look up to you every day and thank you."
"..." As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, the whole place fell into terrible silence.
Erect a tombstone, engrave your name, and pay your respects. No, this bastard must have used the word "pay your respects" on purpose. He must have done it on purpose. The tycoons hated Xiao Feng so much in their hearts. Are they all dead?
"Ahem, Mr. Xiao, I will donate another one million yuan," someone said. He really couldn't bear to be engraved on the stone tablet before he died...
With the first person taking the lead, the number of second and third ones began to increase. In the end, the education fund increased from 2 million to more than 20 million, and almost everyone made additional donations. Their only request was , if they want to do good deeds without leaving their names, they just need to record them in their diaries, and there is no need to engrave them on stone tablets.
Xiao Feng glanced at the tycoons, feeling very proud. You are far behind me in playing this with me. He asked Liu Liang to record the amount of money donated by each person. The tycoons were so frightened that they shook their heads and said that they didn't need to remember, it was just a thought.
After Xiao Feng said not to engrave a monument, these tycoons allowed Liu Liang to record this time and issued checks one after another, all to Liu Liang. Liu Liang was naturally very excited to receive so many donations. I was thinking about what facilities should be added.
'Meng Po, give me a bowl of soup to make me forget all the sorrows of this life...' Xiao Feng took his mobile phone, walked to a quiet corner, and answered the call.
"Hey, Brother Feng, I got some tickets for Murong Xue. Do you need them? You can take your sister-in-law to the concert."
The corner of Xiao Feng's lips curled up. This guy is very good at being a good person. "Xiaoyan, I have VIP tickets here. If you need them, you can come and get two from me."
"Ah, okay, okay," Wu Yanyan was excited. He naturally knew what the VIP tickets represented.
For VIP tickets, first of all, there is a specific VIP area, in the front row. Secondly, it is so cool to admire the goddess at such a close distance, and if you tell me, you will be envious.
"Okay, I'll call you tonight," Xiao Feng smiled and hung up the phone.