Gongsun Qian pushed Ye Fan through the crowd to the front, and saw Shen Jingbing sitting on the sofa with one hand hanging.
There were many Mad Eagle disciples standing in front of and behind him, and twelve antique wooden boxes were placed on the transparent coffee table.
It's just that the box is now damaged, with many pieces exposed.
A dozen Qianfeng executives stood nervously near the coffee table to entertain.
The scarred young man shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't talk nonsense to me. Let the people from Qianfeng Group who can make the decision come out. We have to talk to the people who can make the decision."
Shen Jingbing also held a cigar and said calmly: "Five billion, you can't handle it, let the biggest leader of your group come out."
Gongsun Qian narrowed her eyes and looked at Shen Jingbing and shouted: "Mr. Shen, you didn't treat your injuries at the hospital and came to Qianfeng Company so early. Are you really careless?"
Seeing what happened to Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian, Shen Jingbing sat up straight in an instant:
"Wheelchair waste? Miss Gongsun? Are you okay?"
"How can this be?"
He sent the long-haired young men to attack Ye Fan last night. Although he did not receive timely feedback, he determined that Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian could not escape their kidnapping.
The reason why they lost contact was that the long-haired young man and the others went crazy playing Gongsun Qian and forgot to report to him immediately.
Shen Jingbing did not waste time on Gongsun Qian and Ye Fan, but took advantage of their misfortune to continue attacking Qianfeng Group.
He must capture and annex the Qianfeng Group as quickly as possible, otherwise Qiu Bijun will easily destroy his plan.
So today he endured the pain and came to Qianfeng Group to attack, and even directly offered 5 billion compensation to scare all parties.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian appeared, which made Shen Jingbing feel a little more solemn.
This is not because he cares about the life or death of the long-haired young man and his group, but because he thinks that the reason why Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian survived is 90% because of Qiu Bijun's help.
The young man with the scar was also startled: "Are you not dead?"
While Shen Jingbing and the others were thinking, Gongsun Qian said indifferently: "Why, Mr. Shen was surprised and uncomfortable when he saw that we are still alive?"
"Miss Gongsun is joking."
After hearing this, Shen Jingbing took back her thoughts, temporarily stopped thinking about the long-haired young man and Qiu Bijun, and laughed loudly at Gongsun Qian:
"In a society governed by the rule of law, how can you two living people survive yesterday and die today?"
"And I can't wait for Miss Gongsun to show up. If you are here, it means that Qianfeng Group has someone in charge."
"Now that someone is in charge, my five billion compensation will be settled."
Shen Jingbing said with a sincere expression: "If you don't come, I really don't know which Qianfeng company employee to ask for compensation."
"Compensation? Five billion?"
Ye Fan looked at Shen Jingbing jokingly:
"Psycho, do you think your broken hand is not painful enough? Otherwise, how could you have done this?"
Before Shen Jingbing could respond, the scarred young man standing behind him became furious:
"Wheelchair waste, you are a freeloader of waste, why are you so arrogant?"
"If you have the ability, don't rely on Qiu Bijun's authority to fight with me. Let's see if I can poke a dozen holes in you."
The young man with the scar was full of murderous intent towards Ye Fan and wished he could trample Ye Fan to death right now. The shame last night kept him from sleeping well all night.
If Shen Jingbing hadn't dragged him to the hospital for a check-up, he would have wanted to follow Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian in person last night.
Ye Fan glanced at the scarred young man and smiled: "You are not worthy of me."
The young man with the scar stretched out his hand to touch the knife: "I am now..."
"Scar, stop!"
Shen Jingbing scolded the scarred young man with a straight face and put away his weapon: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"We came here today to make a reasonable and legal claim, not to fight and cause trouble."
"If you have any personal grudges with wheelchair waste, let's wait until today's antique compensation issue is resolved."
Shen Jingbing's voice was cold: "Get back and don't affect my communication with Miss Gongsun."
He also warned the scarred young man not to take action. Once he takes action, what is reasonable will become unreasonable, and he will let Ye Fan and the others find an opportunity not to compensate.
The young man with the scar put away his weapon and stared at Ye Fan with a grim smile: "Wheelchair trash, our grudges will only last for a long time. You are so cool, I'll pay you five billion first."
Ye Fan turned his wheelchair and slowly passed the twelve antiques on the coffee table while holding his mobile phone.
He smiled faintly: "Are these twelve antiques crushed by Qianfeng Group's cars? Are these things worth five billion?"
"That's right!"
Shen Jingbing held the skin of a cigar and said with a smile:
"The Kuang Eagle Group has performed well recently and has purchased a batch of antiques to give to its partners."
"Several of them belong to the royal family."
"I didn't expect that when I passed the entrance of Qianfeng Company, I would be hit and run over by your container truck."
"All twelve antiques were damaged, and the Kuang Eagle Group had a direct book loss of 4.5 billion."
Shen Jingbing smiled: "Add in other losses, five billion is not much at all."
Gongsun Qian sneered: "Five billion is not much at all. Mr. Shen is not opening his mouth like a lion, but like a hippopotamus."
Shen Jingbing obviously came prepared today. Not only did he not get angry when Gongsun Qian teased him, but he laughed out loud:
"Miss Gongsun, please don't think that I am cheating or blackmailing you."
"The surveillance is here, the Qianfeng driver's confession admitting the collision is here, the liability letter issued by the traffic police is here, and the appraisal certificates for the twelve treasures are also there."
"The bronze tripod of the Shang Dynasty, the dragon sword of the Zhou Dynasty, the golden bell of the Qin Dynasty, the porcelain of the Tang Dynasty, the calligraphy and painting of the Song Dynasty...real treasures!"
"Five billion can completely withstand the test."
"If Miss Gongsun doesn't believe it, you can hire experts to identify these twelve treasures yourself and see if I have extorted a penny from you."
Shen Jingbing leaned over and opened all the boxes of twelve antiques by himself, revealing the porcelain fragments, tattered calligraphy and paintings inside.
Gongsun Qian responded noncommittally: "Young Master Shen is really well-prepared and has obtained so many priceless treasures."
Shen Jingbing puffed out a puff of smoke: "Miss Gongsun, there is no need to be sarcastic. All my treasures can withstand the test, and you can't escape."
The scarred young man also echoed: "If you don't believe in the appraisal report or our antique experts, Qianfeng Group can ask someone to appraise it by itself."
They held their heads high and held their chests high, as if they were determined to defeat Gongsun Qian and Ye Fan.
Gongsun Qian did not respond, but looked at Ye Fan: "Master Ye, how are you?"
Shen Jingbing sneered: "Miss Gongsun, if you don't want to cause trouble, you should find some knowledgeable appraisal experts. It's not nonsense to let a wheelchair waste appraisal."
The young man with the scar nodded: "That's right, this useless person in a wheelchair only eats soft food and knows nothing about appraisals. Moreover, he is yours and will definitely speak for you..."
Ye Fan reached out and picked up a piece of porcelain fragments and said with a smile: