No one gives face

A crowd of people gathered in the financial street.

The public smashing of a Pagani sports car had caused a commotion.

As soon as Zhu Feng saw Liu Zhongheng, he knew that things were not good.

The bosses of the companies in the financial street, all had to give Liu Zhongheng face.

"Mr. Liu, do you think we can make this big deal a small one? You see, my father has always had a good relationship with you.

" I'm today....."

"Call your father to come here."

Liu Zhongheng's face was numb.

"Ah? Mr. Liu, If my father comes here will he not kill me? Mr. Liu give me some face, I'll always come to pay respect to you in future."

"Give you face? What is your status? Let your father come to solve this problem."

Liu Zhongheng's face sank.

'He is a rich second generation scum and he wants face, he simply does not know how high the sky is.'

"Mr. Liu ..."

"Zhu Feng, do you want me to call Boss Zhu?"

Seeing that Liu Zhongheng was not giving him face, Zhu Feng was angry. His face sank and he scolded: "Liu Zhongheng, who are you pretending to be? A small head of a property company. I tell you, my father has a relationship with the big boss behind the scenes in Financial Street. If he comes, you'll be in trouble. "

"Your father has a friendship with the big boss behind financial street?"

Liu Zhongheng looked at Zhu Feng, with a smile on his face.

"Of course they do, their friendship is very deep that they even call each other brother."

"Then it's easier to solve the problem. Call your father or else you won't be able to leave tonight."

"Fuck, you wait."

With a turn of his head, Zhu Feng pulled out his cell phone and started calling.

"Hey, Dad."

"Son, Dad has a dinner party here, don't bother me if there's nothing important."

"Hold on, Dad, I got into some trouble."

"What's wrong again? What day don't you get into trouble? Tell me, what is it? If it's not serious, let your second uncle take care of it."

The voice on the phone was lazy and not at all reassuring.

"Ahem, I ... smashed a car. But they were the ones that smashed my car first. It was the Z4 that got smashed."

"What? Who smashed it?"

The tone of voice on the phone was raised.

"I don't know, one of the two hundred."

"That's all? Let your second uncle go and give me compensation at the original price."

"And ..."

"What else is going on? Don't stammer, hurry up and say it."

Zhu Feng swallowed and gnashed his teeth: "Dad, the car i smashed was a Pagani sports car, but it does not look expensive."

"What car?!"

"Pa ... Pagani."

"What?"

A yell came from the phone: "Pagani sports car? You smashed it? That car must be several million, right? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, haven't you?"

"Dad, the car ... Liu Zhongheng said it is 25 million."

"Cough, cough cough cough ..."

After a violent coughing sound: "Bastard, Has president Liu been alarmed?"

"Dad, dad don't get angry. It's not a big deal. Our car was smashed first, we have a reason and as for the car, it is a turd's car. If anything it is only more expensive. If you work a little, it's probably nothing."

"..."

There was a long silence on the phone.

Zhu Feng's heart was in his throat.

A few moments later.

"You're still in Financial Street?"

"Well, I'm still here. Liu Zhongheng did not give me face and said if you do not come to solve this matter I can not leave tonight."

"Wait for me."

After saying that, the phone hung up.

Zhu Feng let out a sigh of relief, his face had returned to a smug smile, he then turned to look at Liu Zhongheng disdainfully and said, "Wait, my father is coming."

"Humph."

Liu Zhongheng gave a cold snort.

The people watching around began to talk.

There's nothing like melon for this kind of thing.

Ten minutes later.

A Mercedes S350 drove into the financial street and slowly parked outside the garden in the garden.

Then, two people came into the crowd.

"Dad."

Zhu Feng shouted cautiously.

The person who came in was none other than Zhu Qian, the old president of Xintai Life, born white and fat with a round figure.

His face shone with oil.

He ignored Zhu Feng and went straight to Liu Zhongheng and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, look at this mess. Old friend, how do you say we deal with it?."

"Pay money."

Liu Zhongheng still did not smile, but said indifferently, "This car just came in today, model Pagani Huayra BC, and it's price is 25 million."

"Mr. Liu."

Zhu Qian looked at him suspiciously, "This car is not yours, right?"

"No."

"Ugh, You almost scared me. Like i said, Old Liu, don't be so serious. Listen to my son, the owner of the car is a little kid. You contact him, let's discuss it among the three parties. Besides, I heard that my car was also smashed."

"Your car was smashed by me."

Liu Zhongheng casually took out a check, "Here is 400,000."

"What do you ... mean?"

"I am paying for your car."

Zhu Qian was confused.

What the hell is this?

The car was smashed by Liu Zhongheng?

Why did my son smash someone else's car then?

"Zhu Feng, son of a bitch, you come over here and say clearly, what is going on?"

Zhu Qian shouted in anger.

Zhu Feng hurried over and quickly said: "Dad, it's that kid who said I was occupying the parking space and then he called some people. As a result the people smashed my car. I could not let this slide, so i got someone to smash the car of that kid. That's all."

After hearing his words, Zhu Qian's head was big.

And his own son does not know.

There's got to be something going on here.

But now since this commotion had been going on for a while, There were people around and this could affect his image.

Zhu Qian had fire in his heart.

After all he had been drinking some wine before coming so he simply didn't bother to investigate amy further. He looked directly at Liu Zhengheng and said, "Old Liu, give me face. The car can't be compensated so can we think of another way?.

"There is no other way. If you do not pay we will have to take the legal route."

"You ..."

Zhu Qian was about to explode.

His own car was just over 300,000 and it was already compensated for by the check given.

But his son had smashed a car worth more than twenty million.

How was he to compensate?

Zhu Feng looked at his father's face and said anxiously, "Dad, don't you know the big boss behind the financial street? Find him and talk to him. Liu Zhongheng is just the head of property management."

Hearing these words, Zhu Qian's eyes lit up.

This Liu Zhongheng did not know what happened and he also didn't give him face.

He is at least an old client of the Financial Street.

Perhaps it would be beneficial to talk to the boss.

Just a few days ago there was a new boss who looked quite young.

So he will take this opportunity to contact that small boss and also establish future communication to pave way for the future.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qian simply said with a stiff face: "Liu Zhongheng, let your leaders talk to me about it. I think you can't make the decision."

"You want to talk to my leader?"

Liu Zhongheng suddenly smiled.

His smile was bizarre.

"Yes."

"Good, then you can talk to him yourself."

Saying that, Liu Zhongheng took out his cell phone and dialled a number and tapped on the loudspeaker.