Others don't know Pique, but Zhang Weiming knows it all too well.
Just last night, it was because of Pique's appearance that Zhang Weiming bought the most expensive purchase in his life. He was so distressed that he almost bled.
Seeing Peake again at this moment, Zhang Weiming did not bother to discuss the issue of who should pay for the golden caviar yesterday, and said quickly: "Mr. Peake, do you still remember me? I am Zhang Weiming who had dinner with you last night!
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After finishing speaking, Zhang Weiming said to several followers with some pride: "This is Mr. Peake, the boss of the Golden Coast Purple Shirt Army.
You should know what this means, right?"
When the program team came here to shoot, they also inquired about the local situation and reminded all staff that certain people and certain things must never be touched, otherwise no one would be able to protect themselves.
The names of the Purple Shirt Army and Pique have been mentioned many times. Every staff member has been repeatedly warned that they must not provoke the Purple Shirt Army in this area of the Golden Coast, and they must not anger a person named Pique.
Otherwise, it will have no choice but to fend for itself.
At this moment, the legendary person Pique actually appeared in front of everyone, and he seemed to know Zhang Weiming. The followers suddenly showed joy, thinking that Brother Ming was so awesome, he even knew the local gangsters! Pique glanced at Zhang Weiming,
He said coldly: "Of course I remember you, Zhang from China, I came here to find you."
"Mr. Peake, what advice do you have?"
Zhang Weiming asked.
"The Hilton Hotel is a property taken care of by the Purple Shirt Army. I heard that you led people to cause trouble there today.
What, are you not giving face to the purple shirts, or are you not giving me face to Pique?"
Pique showed a cold smile and asked with a grin.
"Well?
This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, I didn’t know that was your territory!”
When Zhang Weiming heard this, his face turned pale.
Even if he had a hundred more courages, he wouldn't dare to attack the Purple Shirt Army's territory.
As heaven and earth bear witness, he didn't think much about it at the time. He was only thinking about catching Petunia in exchange for the bounty, and he never even inquired about such a thing.
"Misunderstand?
Okay, it’s just a misunderstanding for now, but you made a mess in the hotel room and caused a negative impact. Are you going to let it go without any compensation?”
Pique asked.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that.
But...the girl in the room broke everything, so it has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Weiming said with a trembling voice.
"Oh, are you shirking responsibility now?
How did I hear that it was you who broke into the room with five burly men and what happened next?"
Piqué said coldly, "It seems that you are not very honest.
Do you need me to use some means to remind you of what happened at that time?"
In order to heighten the atmosphere created by Peake, the man in black behind him took out several murder weapons from his body.
Knives, clubs, stun guns, and even a saw are chilling.
"no, I'm fine!"
Zhang Weiming said in shock, "I will compensate, I will compensate. You tell me how much, I will compensate you."
Pique suddenly smiled: "That's right. Since you have admitted your mistakes and are willing to take responsibility, we are still good friends, don't you think?"
As he spoke, he warmly hugged Zhang Weiming's shoulders.
Zhang Weiming was flattered and said repeatedly: "Of course we are good friends."
Several of his followers had pale faces.
good friend?
What a good guy! Piqué hugged Zhang Weiming and said to his subordinates: "Calculate the losses and report the amount to Mr. Zhang.
Believe me, he is a very rich Chinese star and will definitely not default on his debt.
is not it?"
When speaking the last few words, Pique exerted a little force, making Zhang Weiming unable to breathe.
Someone took out his mobile phone and reported the accounts one by one. Finally, he calculated the total and handed it to Pique.
Pique glanced at it and said disapprovingly: "That's all?
It is much less than I thought, my dear friend, and this amount must not be any problem for you."
Zhang Weiming breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "How much?"
Pique smiled and said: "1.24 million euros."
"What?"
Zhang Weiming was shocked, "Why are there so many?"
"You must have some misunderstanding about the meaning of the word "more". This little money is not much for you and me, is it?
And every account is clear, why, do you think I am blackmailing you?"
Pique said very unhappy.
Of course Zhang Weiming believed that Pique was blackmailing him, but when he fell into Pique's hands, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only say solemnly: "I didn't mean that, I just thought that there weren't that many things broken at that time, right?
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More than one million euros can cover the entire hotel! Not to mention that they only destroyed one room, even if they destroyed a whole floor, it would not cost that much! "Well, there are indeed not many things that were destroyed.
But the oil painting you smashed was an original work by Dali, worth 400,000 euros.
The vase you broke is an antique from Jingdezhen, China, worth 300,000 euros.
The carpet you soiled is a masterpiece of Turkish handicraft masters and is worth 200,000 euros.
There are also some other scattered famous brand decorations, totaling 200,000 euros.
In addition, the reputational damage you caused to Hilton Hotel is approximately 100,000 euros.
Finally, the cost of renovating and cleaning the room was 40,000 euros.
The total amount is 1.24 million euros, not bad at all.”
Pique said with a smile.
Zhang Weiming was so surprised that his jaw almost hit his feet.
It's just nonsense.
The painting hanging on the wall of the hotel is obviously a replica, but it is actually valued according to the original?
And that vase, you dare to say it is an antique, it is obviously the price of a few hundred yuan in a craft store! A carpet from a Turkish craftsman?
Ah, can those stitches be sewn by humans? They were made by a sewing machine! As for the brand-name decorations, even if they are all brand-name, they are not worth 200,000 euros! If this is not blackmail, there will be no bad people in the world!
"What, do you think it's expensive?
Alas, weren't you very generous when you paid the bill yesterday?"
Pique asked.
Who is generous?
I was about to cry, okay? Zhang Weiming was roaring in his heart, but he didn't dare to really shout out.
"Anyway, you either have to pay now, or else..." Pique's smile gradually faded.
Zhang Weiming trembled all over and secretly thought that he would lose money to eliminate the disaster.
At this moment, footsteps sounded again outside the door, and several men in blue uniforms walked in.
As soon as he saw these people, Pique's expression suddenly changed. He straightened his back and said with a smile: "Mr. Mendy, why are you here?"
Zhang Weiming was stunned and wondered what these people were doing. How could even a gang leader like Pique be so cautious?
Could it be a guard?
But their uniforms don’t look alike! At this moment, the leading man named Mendy took out an ID card, shook it at Zhang Weiming and said, “Are you Zhang Weiming?
I am Mendy, the tax officer from the Spanish Tax Administration. I now suspect you of tax evasion. Please come back with us to be investigated!"
Zhang Weiming opened his mouth wide and finally understood why Pique was afraid of these people.
The Spanish Tax Agency, they are more terrifying than the gangs!