Tyrannosaurus and a group of bosozokus were about to leave, but were stopped by Chen Zifei, and the atmosphere became solemn again.
Yamei also looked at Chen Zifei in confusion. These bosozokus had already agreed to his request, so why weren't they allowed to leave?
Looking at the vigilant Tyrannosaurus, Chen Zifei chuckled and said: "Since you need to do something for me now, you are considered one of my own, how can I miss this greeting gift?"
Tyrannosaurus's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he shouted angrily: "Don't bully others too much. If you push us into a hurry, we Bosozoku are not useless people who are afraid of death."
Although Big Beard and the others did not speak, their eyes were full of anger. They all held weapons in their hands and were ready to fight.
Chen Zifei waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm not asking you for a meeting gift, I'm giving you a meeting gift."
"Let's do this, Tyrannosaurus. Count the number of people. Each person will receive 20 million red envelopes and take them to drink tea." Chen Zifei waved his hand and said casually.
"We don't want..." Tyrannosaurus was about to refuse Chen Zifei's red envelope when he suddenly froze.
How much? Twenty million? Each person? Tyrannosaurus's eyes almost fell out, he couldn't believe his ears. Those chaebols had approached him before and offered a very high price, but they didn't say 20 million per person as a meeting gift.
ah.
Originally he wanted to refuse, but after looking at the brothers around him who were staring with excitement in their eyes, Tyrannosaurus did not refuse after all. This was the welfare of the brothers. If he refused at this time, he would definitely
Hateful.
Although the Bosozoku clan has great appearance, whether it is motorcycles or equipment, they are all valuable, but except for some members of wealthy families, most of them do not have any stable income. The two million yuan is not enough for the Bosozoku clan.
, which is also a considerable income, enough for them to play for a long time.
Moreover, I only agreed to do something for him, not to sacrifice my life for him. This deal seemed to be quite cost-effective.
Tyrannosaurus nodded stiffly and said uneasily: "This money is a red envelope given by you on your own initiative. We will not be your subordinates."
Chen Zifei smiled and said: "Don't worry, I don't want to be a bosozoku. Why do I recruit you? Let's quickly check the number of people."
There was no need for the Tyrannosaurus to order them, but the bearded man was already anxiously shouting: "35, there are 35 people here now."
Chen Zifei didn't waste any time. He directly asked for Tyrannosaurus's account number and immediately transferred money via mobile phone. Several hundred million were transferred out without hesitation.
Looking at the payment reminder on his phone, Tyrannosaurus couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He had never seen so much money before. The shock was beyond words.
Soon Tyrannosaurus distributed the money, and these Bosozokus were all excited. A meeting gift was 20 million. This man was simply too rich. Before, I was reluctant to do things for this man, but now I seem to do something.
It doesn't matter anymore.
This man is different from those chaebols. The chaebol wants them to become their subordinates and lackeys of the chaebol. But this man is different. This man just wants him to help him do things. For the sake of the 20 million yuan, there is no
One can refuse a small favor.
And for someone who is so rich and generous, and whose own strength is so strong, no one is willing to offend him. This kind of person can only be a friend and not an enemy.
At this moment, the expressions of the Bosozoku changed. Everyone's face was filled with excited smiles. They thanked Chen Zifei and said goodbye to Chen Zifei when they left, as if they were friends saying goodbye.
Yamei was dumbfounded. Is this the power of money? Can you turn enemies into friends in the blink of an eye?
"Brother, why did you give them so much money? That's hundreds of millions." Yamei said with some distress.
Chen Zifei looked at Yamei and said nonchalantly: "Money is just a tool. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems."
Facing Chen Zifei's bold words, the muscles on Yamei's face twitched, and she could only say awkwardly: "Brother, you are so rich."
Now Yamei understands better why her brother doesn't care about spending so much money on her. It's because he has too much money and he can easily spend hundreds of millions on these strange bosozokus.
Taking Yamei with him, he quickly arrived at Yamei's house. After ensuring Yamei's safety, Chen Zifei said goodbye and left.
Chen Zifei did not go back to the hotel directly, but found a secluded place by the lake in the park. He had not practiced ancient martial arts for a few days, and the lake was quiet and perfect for some practice.
Chen Zifei sat down with his back against a big tree. He did not practice the ancient martial arts of the stone statue, but the ancient martial arts of the Qin Ancestor.
Feeling the fresh and cool air hitting his skin, Chen Zifei's heart quickly calmed down, and he silently operated his exercises. The surrounding spiritual energy continued to gather into his body, and the black flames in his body also cheered and quickly devoured the spiritual energy that entered his body.
Chen Zifei was pleasantly surprised to find that the spiritual energy here seemed to be stronger than when he was practicing at home. His black flames were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chen Zifei's tendons were already equivalent to Xuan-level meridians, and he was cultivating faster than before.
There are too many. Now he only needs to run his skills to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily. The black flames are devouring these spiritual energy thirstily and growing themselves rapidly.
Unknowingly, the night has passed, the sky has turned fish belly white, and Chen Zifei's internal strength has stabilized at the peak of the Huang level. He can step into the Xuan level again as long as he takes a step further. However, Chen Zifei is not in a hurry to advance, and there is no time now.
It's early, there will be people doing morning exercises in the park soon.
After I advance to the Xuan level, I'm afraid I haven't given myself time to stabilize. I was interrupted just after I entered the Xuan level. This will not be of any benefit to my cultivation.
Three days later, outside the operating room of Puren Hospital, Yami and Keiko were waiting anxiously.
"Why haven't you come out yet? It's been eight hours. Will something happen to Nagasawa?" Keiko asked anxiously, pacing back and forth in the corridor.
Yami took Keiko's arm, squeezed out a smile and said: "Mom, don't worry, dad will be fine. The dean is the best heart specialist in Xijing. If the dean personally performs the surgery on dad, there will be no problem."
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At this moment, Hashimoto came over. Both Yami and Keiko saw him, but they just said hello politely. They had clearly seen Hashimoto's previous tricks, and if it weren't for the sake of face, they didn't want to talk to him.
This man.
"Aunt Keiko, is it really the old dean who is performing the surgery?" Hashimoto frowned.
Yamei forced out a smile and said with a smile: "Yes, the old dean personally came to help my father perform the surgery. There must be nothing wrong with it."
Hashimoto sighed and hesitated to speak. Both Ami and Keiko noticed Hashimoto's reaction.
"Hashimoto, what's the matter?" Keiko frowned.
Hashimoto sighed, stamped his foot and said: "Hey, the old director is indeed the best heart doctor in Xijing, but after all, he is old now and has not been on the operating table in recent years. I am afraid that the actual effect is still not as good as Murayama
Director, I’ve always wanted to ask my teacher, Director Murayama, to perform this surgery on Uncle Nagasawa, so it’s safe.”
Keiko's heart skipped a beat and she immediately became nervous. Yes, what Hashimoto said makes sense. Why didn't she think of it before? Although the old director was very skilled, it was director Murayama who was doing this surgery.
The dean was not as good as Director Murayama in terms of physical strength and eyesight, and Keiko's heart suddenly became agitated.