"What the hell are you looking at? Get off." The young man pointed at the driver and cursed.
The taxi driver opened the door fearfully and got out. "Little brother, look, here, you hit me."
"You're blocking my way, and you're still reasonable. Let me tell you, don't get too close to me. My name is Yan Chuang, and you call me Young Master Yan." The young man said extremely arrogantly, his face turned red. I don't know if it was because of drinking.
The reason for drinking was because of excitement.
"It's a good thing your surname is not Li." The taxi driver said to himself.
These days, people named Li are not easy to mess with. Everyone knows that if you dare to mess with someone named Li, they will either hit you with a car or kill you with a gun. However, the young man named Yan Chuang in front of you seems to be not easy to mess with either.
"Master Yan, Master Yan, look, how about I pay for it? I'll pay for it," the taxi driver said cautiously.
Anyone who works as a taxi driver in Jinghua has a very sharp eye. He has memorized all those military badges and knows who can and cannot be provoked. Obviously, what is happening in front of him is
This young man cannot be messed with.
"Compensate? Can you afford it?" Yan Chuang said reluctantly. "Now you have even wasted my time. Let me tell you, time is money, do you understand? In one word, five hundred thousand, take the money.
"
"Five...half a million?" The brother immediately became anxious. He only made about three hundred yuan a day by throwing away the money. He had to go without food for nearly five years to earn half a million yuan.
out.
"Hey, let me tell you, is your father Brother Gang or Brother Jiang?" Qin Shaojie couldn't stand it anymore. He opened the car door and walked out.
"Where did you come from?" Yan Chuang asked with wide eyes when he saw Qin Shaojie walking out of the car.
"Little brother, little brother, please leave quickly. I don't want your money anymore. You can't afford to offend him. Look, his license plate is for family members in the garrison." Brother Qin quickly grabbed Qin Shaojie and said kindly.
Garrison area?
As soon as Qin Shaojie heard this, he became interested. This stupid master seemed to say his name was Yan Chuang. Since he was a second-generation official and his surname was Yan, Qin Shaojie thought about it and knew who it was.
"Your name is Yan Chuang?" Qin Shaojie looked at Yan Chuang and asked.
"It's me, what's wrong? I'm telling you, stay out of your own business." Yan Chuang pointed at Qin Shaojie's nose and said.
With a "pop" sound, before Yan Chuang could take back his hand, Qin Shaojie slapped Yan Chuang's face with a big mouth. Yan Chuang was unsteady and was whipped by Qin Shaojie, spinning him around and sitting on his butt.
He fell to the ground and covered half of his face in disbelief.
"You dare to hit me?"
"Nonsense, I've been beaten and you still ask," Qin Shaojie said disdainfully.
At this time, a very coquettish woman wearing a short skirt and a short skirt hurriedly ran down from the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle. She had long red hair, and if you didn't look at her face, she had the figure of a star.
"Young Master Yan, Young Master Yan, how are you?" The woman hurriedly helped Yan Chuang up from the ground, then pointed at Qin Shaojie and said, "Do you know who he is? I tell you, if you dare to hit our Young Master,
You are dead."
At this time, Qin Shaojie also took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Calling on the phone? Damn it, I'm on the phone too, how dare you hit me? Do you know who my dad is?" Yan Chuang yelled.
At this time, the already crowded road became even more crowded. The traffic police had already arrived, but as soon as they saw Yan Chuang's car sign, they took the initiative to evacuate the crowd. He had no control over this sign.
"Hello? Shaojie? What's wrong, are you done so quickly?" Yan Fenghua's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Well, it's done, but please wait, don't hang up, and let me listen to something." Qin Shaojie ignored Yan Chuang's yelling and said with his cell phone.
"Damn it, why can't my dad's phone get through?" Yan Chuang called for a long time, only to hear a mechanical sound coming from inside to remind him that the other party was on the phone.
"Young Master Yan, how about we leave first and deal with him later." The woman pulled Yan Chuang and said.
"Let's go? Let's go. Didn't you see that I was beaten?" Yan Chuang said, and slapped the woman to the ground. He pointed at Qin Shaojie and shouted.
"You dare to hit me, right? Let me tell you, if I don't find someone to kill you, my surname will not be Yan."
"Your father is neither Brother Gang nor Brother Jiang, who are you bluffing?" Qin Shaojie curled his lips and said.
"Fuck, my dad is the political commissar of the garrison, and my dad is Yan Fenghua. Just wait until death." Yan Chuang shouted almost at the top of his lungs, for fear that others would not know who his dad was. Except for his dad since he was a child,
, no one had ever hit him before, Qin Shaojie’s slap made Yan Chuang feel an unprecedented insult.
"It's over, it's over, little brother, it's over now." My brother said with a sad face. "His father is a high official. It's over."
"What are you afraid of?" Qin Shaojie said. "In the worst case, we can just compensate him."
"Compensate? Do you think it's enough to just compensate?" Yan Chuang shouted.
"Five million." Qin Shaojie said calmly.
"How much is five million?" Yan Chuang was stunned.
"five million."
"Plus kowtow and apologize." Yan Chuang added.
Qin Shaojie nodded, picked up the phone in his hand, and said, "Did you hear that?"
Yan Fenghua on the other side of the phone didn't understand what Qin Shaojie was doing at first. When he heard Yan Chuang's voice, he knew that his son must have caused trouble again.
After listening patiently for a long time, Yan Fenghua's blood pressure suddenly jumped up. This little bastard could actually say such a thing.
"Shaojie, you... give him the phone." Yan Fenghua's voice was trembling with anger.
"Hey, what about Mr. Yan, pick up the phone." Qin Shaojie looked at Yan Chuang and said.
"who?"
"The person who gave you money." Qin Shaojie smiled.
As soon as Yan Chuang heard that someone was coming to give money, he snatched the phone from Qin Shaojie's hand and said without even looking at the name displayed on it.
"Hey, no matter who you are, if you have something to say or something to say, send the money over quickly. Otherwise, I will destroy your whole family."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time, then suddenly a loud roar no less loud than a tweeter erupted.
"You bastard, have you been embarrassed enough? Don't let me see you when I get home, or I'll skin you."
Yan Chuang was startled by this loud curse. Just when he was about to curse back, he realized that the voice on the other end of the phone was so strange. How could he be so familiar?
After being stunned for a while, Yan Chuang broke into a cold sweat and sobered up from drinking. The person scolding him on the phone was none other than his father, Yan Fenghua.
Yan Chuang's hand shook, and the phone fell down as if in free fall. Fortunately, Qin Shaojie acted quickly, otherwise, his phone would have been broken into pieces.