Chapter 1127 Boss Zhang, you are a good person, you should pay!
I am willing, I am willing to have your grandma’s legs.
But the problem is that he can't say this. As long as he dares to say it, how can these grumpy fellows spare him so easily?
"Little bastard, I see you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Zhao Qianqian pulled off his belt as soon as he lifted up his clothes.
Zhao Hongbing's face twitched and he said hurriedly: "I am willing..."
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
As long as the green hills remain, there will be no need to worry about running out of firewood.
Only by enduring the hardships of lying on firewood and tasting gall can one rise to great heights and become a noble person.
"Yes, yes, I am willing, okay?" Zhao Hongbing became more and more excited as he spoke. At this moment, tears and runny nose came out.
"As long as you are willing, the Little Sheep from Fortune is a hot-selling product, so let me give you a wholesale price of seven thousand each!" Zhang Dabiao said.
Zhao Hongbing glared angrily, "What the hell? Seven thousand? At the wholesale price, I can buy a calf for only seven thousand!"
He felt that Zhang Dabiao was treating him as a fat sheep!
"I understand. You know that I am rich, so you want to join forces to blackmail me. You are despicable and shameless. I and you are despicable. I, Zhao Hongbing, will never give you a penny!"
"Little bastard, what are you talking about?" Zhao Qianqian just raised his leg and kicked him. If it weren't for his nephew, he wouldn't bother to care about it. Just don't give him money. If Zhao's bearded son didn't have some means to deal with people, it would be a disaster.
Just to smear his father's face.
At this time, Zhang Dabiao also lost his mind to enlighten this little bastard, "You can go to Bobei Trade City and see the rich little sheep over there. Can you buy two pounds of it for one thousand yuan?"
"Let me tell you Zhao Hongbing, if you don't pay compensation, the amount involved in the case is enough to put you in jail for the rest of your life. If you don't believe me, let's try it!"
A lifetime...that must be a long time, right?
"I, I, I...you lied..."
"Liar? I have time to lie to you? Who do you think you are?" Zhang Dabiao snorted disdainfully.
The villagers also raised their eyebrows at this time. Looking at his posture, whenever Zhang Dabiao opened his mouth, they had to come up to teach him a lesson.
Not to mention whether he would be imprisoned for the rest of his life, Zhao Hongbing would not be able to bear the beating that followed, would he?
After speaking, how did his grandfather die? Wasn’t he standing on the opposite side of the people?
Could it be that the people of Lao Zhao's family can't escape this curse?
No!
A person learns from mistakes and gains wisdom. He, Zhao Hongbing, will definitely not follow in the footsteps of the old man.
Zhao Hongbing gritted his teeth hard, as if he had made a huge decision, "Just pay, it's just money, what I don't need most is money!"
What is the greatest sorrow in life is that people go in but the money is not spent.
If the money is gone, you can make it again, but if the people are gone, then there is nothing.
"Then seven thousand." Zhao Qianqian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He is the village chief but also a farmer. He knows that Zhang Dabiao is not as open as a lion. The reason for this must be to save face for himself.
Zhao Hongbing's head was buzzing, and he was already scolding his third uncle in his heart.
Seven thousand one, ten is seventy thousand, which house doesn’t have twenty or thirty?
"Everyone, let's do some statistics. After all, the Red Soldiers are the offspring of our old Zhao family, so don't make random reports." Zhao Qianqian also quickly reminded him, after all, seven thousand is not a small number.
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately dispersed and ran to count the losses.
Zhao Hongbing was overjoyed and prepared to take advantage of this opportunity to run away, but his third uncle and Zhang Dabiao looked at him tightly and did not give him a chance to rub the soles of his feet.
Time passes minute by minute.
After a long time, the villagers' statistics have been reported to Zhao Qianqian.
Zhao Qianqian felt confused.
Even Zhao Hongbing was stunned.
There were four thousand sheep, and all the sheep in the village died.
Zhang Dabiao was also stunned.
"Nonsense, you are making things up out of nothing, and you are not the type to blackmail people... I have drugged at most thirty dozen families, how could they all be dead? I don't care, I know who I drugged, except for those
People, I won’t pay a penny for the rest.”
Zhang Dabiao blushed horribly. Although Zhao Hongbing was not particular about what he did, the problem was that the villagers were too cruel, right?
Good guy, it’s not like you can’t sell the Little Sheep to Get Rich, so what are you doing?
I really can’t blame the folks for this. After all, 7,000 is the price of the finished product, and everyone still has lambs on hand. Let’s count them at 7,000 a head... Now that I’ve said it, anyone who doesn’t give in is a fool.
Besides, if Zhao Hongbing doesn’t do the first grade of junior high school, it’s impossible for the villagers to do the fifteenth grade!
The matter has already been resolved, and there is no point in saying anything else.
Zhang Dabiao took a deep breath and said, "Money must not be less. Now the amount involved in the case is even higher. I am really waiting for the villagers to sue you for such a bad act and such a huge amount of money involved. Zhao Hongbing, I am not trying to scare you. You are making trouble."
Unfortunately, your dream of spending a lifetime in jail is shattered. A scumbag like you will definitely get a peanut for nothing."
Zhao Hongbing's head was buzzing, "It's so much money, even if you squeeze out my bone marrow, it won't be enough!"
"I don't care...you have to pay this money!" Zhang Dabiao took the list reported by the villagers, and his face was twitching again. Good guy, there are more than 200 households in the village, only Zhao Qian's family has a zero, and the rest are all
It's an integer. If you speak, you still have to be convincing even if you are lying!
Even from this, he could tell it was fake. If it was really causing trouble, wouldn't others be able to tell?
Of course, Zhao Hongbing is not a fool. If he was really stupid, he would not be here today. He simply acted like a rogue and said, "I have no money. I don't have any money. I have to live. Otherwise, you will bring the corpses over and test them one by one. Those who are poisoned are...
I'll pay you as much as you have, and I won't pay a dime for those who weren't poisoned!"
Sure enough, the villagers at the scene were all dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Qianqian.
Zhao Qianqian was once again forced into a desperate situation by the villagers. What should he do?
How could someone who was the third uncle only feel sorry for his great nephew? How could he cheat him?
But the problem cannot be solved, and public opinion cannot be reversed!
"Dabiao, what do you think we should do?" Zhao Qianqian quickly kicked the ball to Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao's face twitched, "This is your family matter in Xiaozhaozhuang. What does it have to do with me? I'm just a melon-eater, okay?"
"Um... let me say a few words."
Zhang Dabiao cleared his throat, then bent down and helped Zhao Hongbing up, "Hongbing, everyone knows that you are a big boss now, and you are already rich. Delivering goods to the steel factory will double the profits.
If you sell screws to the railway, money is just a number to you? Tens of millions is nothing to you, so just pay it back!"
Where to get so many corpses? Zhang Dabiao even suspected that their sheep were not dead at all.
But Zhao Hongbing was very smart, and he looked very cowardly when he lowered his head, "I have no money, I really have no money. I was just bragging after drinking too much. Boss Zhang, they say you are a kind person, so please help me pay for it.