PFC Chapter 109: There's no point talking about money
Chapter 109: There's no point talking about money
Just when he was enjoying a good time.
"Ring ring ring."
The phone rang, and Fang Yuan handed it over: "Honey, the phone is ringing."
Jiang Tiansheng left the warm atmosphere, put his hands on his hips, walked aside and answered the phone.
"Hello, I'm Jiang Tiansheng. Who are you?"
Chen Mei immediately said, "Mr. Jiang, I'm Chen Mei from Hongtai. I have something to talk to you about."
"Although we Hongxing and your Hongtai both have the surname Hong, we don't usually interact much. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Jiang Tiansheng's tone was very flat.
"It's like this. My son Chen Tailong has a small misunderstanding with your Hongxing Kunpeng. He has been invited to be a guest at Kunpeng's place."
"I'd like to trouble Mr. Jiang to be a peacemaker and help me persuade Kunpeng to send my son back first. We can discuss anything."
After all, Chen Mei was asking for help from others, so he kept a very humble attitude.
At the same time, it also blurred the stupid things Chen Tailong did.
He wanted to put pressure on Zhou Shengpeng through Jiang Tiansheng, get away with it, and get the 10 million.
Jiang Tiansheng is also a thousand-year-old fox, and he knew there was something fishy going on as soon as he heard it.
Prince Hongtai has a reputation for being arrogant and domineering, and this has been going on for a long time.
Although Zhou Shengpeng does not do things according to the rules, he is at least one of the thirteen decision-makers.
It is impossible to offend Hongtai because of a trivial matter.
Do you really think he is easy to fool?
"Uncle Mei, it's not that I don't want to be the peacemaker, it's just that it's very difficult for you guys in Kwun Tong and Yau Ma Tei to run into each other."
"If I don't know the reason, even if I'm the leader, I can't just meddle and force the bull to drink water, right?"
Jiang Tiansheng brought it up directly, speaking slowly and calmly.
He wasn't so stupid as to act like a goody-goody and peacemaker just because Chen Mei said a few words.
"Mr. Jiang, this is what happened. Yesterday my son was in the sky among the clouds..."
Chen Mei simply recounted what happened yesterday.
This includes the incident where Chen Tailong was confused for a moment and hired someone to chop up Thirteenth Sister and Greyhound.
It is impossible to conceal such a thing.
"In the final analysis, Tailong was indeed wrong in this matter. Kunpeng is angry. I understand and I am willing to compensate him."
"However, could you please ask Mr. Jiang to tell Kunpeng not to hurt my son? We can negotiate the compensation."
As soon as Chen Mei finished speaking, Jiang Tiansheng understood.
It turns out that this old guy is still very greedy. He wants his son to be safe and sound, but he also wants to pay less money.
He says he was wrong and is willing to compensate, but in fact he doesn't think he was wrong at all.
If his son had not been in Kunpeng's hands, he would have probably come to his door by now.
"Uncle Mei, I can make a phone call for you and ask Kunpeng to take it easy."
"However, after all, your prince's actions are too dishonest. As for the issue of compensation, I can't say much and can only let him do it."
"I'll help you get the message, that's it for now."
Jiang Tiansheng hung up the phone.
He cursed in his heart: "Damn it, Kunpeng is such a mouthful, he asked for 10 million right away, he's not afraid of being stuffed to death."
Those who knew him thought he had kidnapped Chen Mei's son, while those who didn't thought he had kidnapped Bao Chuanwang's son.
However, since it was someone else who came to bully him, Jiang Tiansheng had no objection to making Chen Mei pay a price.
This is what it's like to be in society.
If you are timid and show weakness, others will look down on you and may pounce on you and bite you at any time.
To be a short mule, you have to be cruel, ruthless and spicy.
Make others fear you and respect you, only then can you make a name for yourself.
Jiang Tiansheng picked up the phone and called Zhou Shengpeng.
At this time, Zhou Shengpeng had already arrived at the ward of the central hospital.
Chen Tailong was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
"Wow, Boss, am I seeing things right? The smelly guy on the ground is Hongtai Crown Prince Chen Tailong?"
"How can it be so miserable? He's still wetting his pants at such a big age. Doesn't Pengcheng Daily Chemicals have adult diapers? Wear them and you'll be dry all day long."
"Awu, why don't you get him a diaper? Stop being so picky. It smells so bad it's killing me."
Thirteenth Sister rubbed her eyes in disbelief and muttered to the arrogant Chen Tailong.
Chen Tailong had never felt so embarrassed in his life. His face turned red and he clenched his teeth.
"You can't blame me. I was just playing a little game of cleaning and firing guns with the prince. Who knew his guts were made of paper? I was so scared that I pissed myself."
Zhou Shengpeng looked innocent and cried out that it was unfair.
"I fuck your mother, you guys are holding onto my property. When I get back, I'll chop you to death, chop you into pieces, and send you to the high seas to feed the sharks."
Chen Tailong was ridiculed, his face turned red, and he almost exploded on the spot. He could only feel helpless and furious.
"Little sister, Greyhound, the prince's breath is so stinky, it makes me feel sick..."
Zhou Shengpeng stretched out his hands and fanned them in front of him, then stepped aside and handed the stage to Thirteenth Sister and Greyhound.
Greyhound and Thirteenth Sister walked over with their hands rubbed, and started gesturing in front of Chen Tailong's face.
"Fuck your mother, don't come over here."
Chen Tailong screamed in horror.
"Snapped."
"You dared to ask someone to chop my mother to pieces, even leaving scars on me. Fuck you."
Thirteenth Sister slapped him without any hesitation, and instantly a big swelling appeared on Chen Tailong's face.
"You bitch, you stinky bitch, you dare to hit me? When I get back, I'll ask my dad to chop your whole family to pieces."
Chen Tailong had never been beaten by a woman before, so he was immediately furious and started screaming wildly.
"Sister, I think this side is a little bit asymmetrical, please adjust it."
Greyhound turned over the other half of Chen Tailong's face.
"Snapped."
After a hard slap, this side also started to swell up, and it immediately became much more symmetrical.
The two of them looked at it carefully as if they were observing their masterpiece.
"Greyhound, I think this place is not quite up to par."
"Sister, it would be more appropriate to add some more here."
"Clap clap."
The crisp sound echoed in the private ward, carrying Chen Tailong's sobs and pleas for mercy.
Half an hour later.
"Little sister, if you keep beating me, Prince will turn into a steamed bun. If you send him back to Hongtai, his father won't even recognize him. We have to return him."
Zhou Shengpeng looked at the miserable Chen Tailong and smiled.
"Damn it! Greyhound and I were hospitalized. Without us on Bowl Lane, we'd lose a lot of money every day. Just give him two slaps, and he got it easy."
Thirteenth Sister said angrily.
"Little sister, since you're so angry, why don't I go to the front desk and ask the nurse to lend you the surgical scissors so you can cut him in half and then go back to work with you on Bowl Lane."
"When he has sold enough, we will let him go."
Zhou Shengpeng touched the stubble on his chin and said with interest.
Chen Tailong's cheeks were swollen and his eyes were only a slit.
When he heard that he would be sent to work on Bowl Lane, he shed tears of humiliation.
Others said that maybe he was joking, but Zhou Shengpeng had learned his lesson. The other party was really capable of doing anything immoral.
When Chen Tailong thought about going to Bowl Lane to start work, he felt a surge of despair.
He finally understood that these people were not easy to deal with.
He cursed Zhou Shengpeng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, but he didn't dare to curse them out loud.
Now my mouth is swollen like a sausage and I can’t even curse.
Thirteenth Sister glanced at Chen Tailong, who had turned into a big pig head, with disdain: "No, he looks like this, it will ruin our reputation. Even if we pay him money, no one will want him."
"That's not necessarily the case. Who knows, someone with a strong taste might prefer this one."
Zhou Shengpeng smiled brightly.
Chen Tailong, who was standing next to him, was trembling with fear. He could only pray in his heart that his father, Chen Mei, would pay the money and rescue him as soon as possible.
"Ring ring ring."
Zhou Shengpeng's phone rang and he picked it up directly.
"Kunpeng, it's me, Jiang Tiansheng."
Jiang Tiansheng's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Jiang, what can I do for you?"
Zhou Shengpeng asked casually.
"Uncle Hong Taimei just called me and said that there were some misunderstandings and frictions between you and his son Chen Tailong, and he wanted me to be a peacemaker."
Mr. Jiang smiled and explained the reason, then continued, "Uncle Mei said that the money issue can be discussed."
"Mr. Jiang is here to mediate. Originally, for your sake, I would definitely release the person..."
Zhou Shengpeng stopped talking here.
Jiang Tiansheng waited patiently.
He could easily guess that there was a twist waiting for him after this fall.
"But, Mr. Jiang, you don't know how badly Thirteenth Sister and my men were hacked to death. We are in the Central Hospital for emergency treatment."
"After all, Thirteenth Sister is a local from Bowl Street. If someone were to take advantage of her, what would become of the Hongxing clan's prestige?"
"So, Prince, please stay here as my guest for now. I'll release you once you've paid off all the medical bills."
When Jiang Tiansheng heard this, he realized it was clearly just a pretense.
So I didn't play along and said, "Just tell me straight up, is the 10 million yuan request negotiable?"
"There's no point in talking about money."
"Five million is what the prince owes me, and it's compensation to Thirteenth Sister and the others. The other five million is to buy the prince's life. It's a good deal."
Zhou Shengpeng said nonchalantly.
Jiang Tiansheng had already anticipated this result; it was just a formality.
He finally asked, "I'll help you pass on the money matter, but is the prince okay now?"
"Prince brother is currently in good mental condition."
"However, Thirteenth Sister just noticed that the prince's face was a little asymmetrical, so she gave him a little facelift."
"After the repair, everyone agreed that Prince Brother had amazing bones and was a good candidate."
"If Uncle Mei doesn't want to pay, that's fine. Let him get cleaned up and go to Bolan Street to make money."
"When he earns ten million, I'll send him back to be reunited with his father."
Zhou Shengpeng said on the phone with a smile.
Jiang Tiansheng listened to what Zhou Shengpeng said, which became more and more outrageous.
If we continue talking about this, we might end up sending the prince to Dai to be a transvestite.
He quickly interrupted, "Okay, I understand. I'll help you pass on your message."
"Thank you for delivering the message, Mr. Jiang. I have to go take care of the prince now. Bye."
Zhou Shengpeng hung up the phone directly.
Jiang Tiansheng listened to the busy tone on the phone, speechless.
Zhou Shengpeng is like a son in his rebellious period. He cannot be beaten or scolded, and he is very arrogant.
"Honey, what's wrong? Is it difficult?"
Fang Yuan put her arm around her and asked in a delicate voice.
"It's not difficult, but Kunpeng is such a loser. Sending Prince Hongtai to Bolan Street to start work is really crazy."
Jiang Tiansheng complained.
Fang Yuan chuckled after hearing this: "Kun Peng is really talented. Even people with strong tastes wouldn't be able to eat Prince Brother's food if he looked like that."