Chapter 63 Ginger is still old and spicy? The most
Qian Youyu was the youngest of the Qian family. He gestured with the switchblade in his hand twice and jumped down from the window sill. At this time, the courtyard of the Qian family's mansion was already crowded with people.
The Qian family has a large family, descended from Qian Fengnian's lineage. The head of the family is Qian Youyu's third son, named Qian Dongliang.
It was also he who single-handedly ran the Qian family's industry.
Qian Dongliang has several sons. The eldest son Qian Changzong inherited most of the family business. He is also a master who does evil and has a very bad temper. Not only that, he is also cunning, but he is not at home today.
The remaining second and third sons still have enough money, but they are not very successful. The second son is still hanging out in the bar, and only his third brother, who has more money, is busy in the village.
"The old man seems to have something else to say, let's go in and listen first." The third brother of the Qian family pulled Qian Youyu through the door.
Qian Dongliang sat by the bed and sighed leisurely when he saw his two sons coming in. He didn't know why, except for his eldest son Qian Changzong, the other sons were all playboys.
Very unreliable.
It was like he had personally arranged the attack on the sling. Seeing the two of them not taking each other seriously at all, Qian Dongliang said: "My youngest, Desheng, you two will wait a moment."
When you go, be sure to be careful.
If something goes wrong and we catch them, it will make things ugly. Although we don’t care about them, our Qian family is a big family that will come to the city in the future and we want to keep face, do you know that?"
He coughed twice for some reason. In the afternoon, he asked the nanny to help him take a bath in the bathroom. When the nanny turned around to pack her underwear,
Qian Dongliang actually fell in his bathtub and injured his feet and waist.
And I don't know if he was irritated or something, but he kept sneezing and never stopped. His body has always been strong. He is nearly seventy years old, and he can still go up and down without gasping for air.
However, the year before last, they had a tumor in their brain. Although it didn't heal, the doctor said it was benign, so they felt relieved. Until now, they haven't seen any adverse reactions.
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely arrange this matter beautifully for you. These paupers still want to get rich behind our backs, let's not let them get away with it!" Qian Youyu said carelessly.
Qian Desheng also smiled and said: "Dad, don't worry, we two brothers have always been reliable in doing things. Besides, it is such a small thing as cutting down a tree, and there is no need to bring so many people."
"That's an old tree. It's not much younger than your ancestors. It takes several people to hug it. Not more than a dozen people may not be able to take care of this tree. You can take care of it later."
Once the tree is cut down, the whole tree will be pushed to the bottom of the cliff, and it will be completely wiped out. Do you hear that?" Qian Dongliang also warned.
"Okay, old man, let's set off now." Qian Youyu said with a smile.
Qian Dongliang watched his two sons go downstairs. The two sons were enough to make him feel uneasy. Suddenly, a huge flow of people had started, and the originally large house of the Qian family became empty, and there were even a few
It became tense.
Qian Dongliang was very afraid of Zhou Qishan, "Zhou Tianhao saw through our family's Feng Shui bureau back then. This family is not that simple. I didn't expect that his grandson would actually come back to the village at this time... It must be..."
Be on guard..."
But Qian Dongliang thought about the manpower he had trained now, and this trick to cut down the salary. He expected that no matter how smart Zhou Qishan was, he might not be able to think of such a trick for himself.
"Is it hotter to be ginger or to be old?" He adjusted his sitting posture, but the light above his head suddenly flickered, and it seemed like there were countless flying insects flying around in front of his eyes. He held his head
, he only felt dizzy for a while, and then he actually tasted a warm taste on his lips. He stretched out his hand and pulled at it, and saw a stain of bright red blood.
It's just that he wanted to call someone, but for some reason, his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't make any sound...
At this time, Qian Youyu and others were happily walking on the country road. This group of people was quite arrogant. A few men were holding high-power searchlights, and a few others made a few simple torches.
"Youyu, if we finish today, we'll have to do it early tomorrow morning. What are we going to do?" A naughty young man came up to Qian Youyu and put his arm around Qian Youyu's shoulders.
"What else can I do? Once the matter is done, the old man will let me go to the city to play when he is happy. When the time comes, I will take a few of you with me and let's go to the bar to have fun. The girls in the city are more exciting than the ones in the country.
Yes." Qian Youyu burst into laughter.
"That's not necessarily true. Those in our village, Lin Chunyu... Liu Ying are not all hotties. I don't think they are any worse than the girls in the city." Someone murmured.
"You are still thinking about my little widow? When this happens today, I'm afraid Lin Chunyu will have to crawl over and lick our shoes. Once the shoes are broken, what are you afraid of? There is nothing new anymore." Qian Youyu
Evil words.
Everyone agreed.
Qian Youyu was so proud that he took the lead, stretched out his foot, and suddenly stepped on something. His expression changed, and when he raised his foot to take a look, he saw a big pile of dung stuck to it, emitting an unpleasant stench.
taste.
Everyone quickly pinched their noses and turned away, "Brother Youyu, you are so unlucky. This looks like a ball of donkey dung..."
Qian Youyu's face turned green, "Damn, I just bought this limited edition of Nike two days ago. Mom...who did you buy it from?"
"Donkey dung balls are not made by donkeys..." someone said.
"You still have such idle thoughts to talk about this... run away, let me run away, run over and pull up the crooked-neck tree!" Qian Youyu scolded.
After hearing this, everyone did not dare to neglect. They knew that the young master was really angry. After all, the Qian family was still the tyrant of the village. No matter where they dared not to listen, they all ran on the mountain road. Not long after, they saw the people in the distance.
That crooked-necked tree.
In the night, the crooked-necked tree looked like a ghost's claw reaching into the air, whistling past with the gusts of mountain wind, making everyone feel goosebumps.
"Oh my god, it feels so weird..." someone murmured in a low voice.
Qian Youyu sniffed and said, "I'm afraid of you. They're all here. Give me all your strength and swing the ax into a round shape. Today we'll cut off the roots of this old tree and give it to these gangs."
The dissatisfied bastard has ruined all his financial opportunities!
If you want to get rich, have you ever asked Grandpa Qian?"