"What do you want?"

"I want a lot of things, I'm afraid you can't give them." Song Yun stared at his eyes and said seriously. "Your young master wanted to steal my woman before, and he said in person that he was you in the backstage, saying that you would definitely burn my horse farm when you come. I'm so threatened. Don't you give me more things to compensate me for my injured heart?"

"Bang!!"

The fat father had a big mouth with his backhand, and the strength was even bigger than the two slaps in Maoshan combined. The fat man was stunned. He really didn't know that his father's method was just like his cousin. The fat man hugged him and cried, "You slap, you slap me in the face. He is your son. How could you put such a heavy hand? If you want to hit him, beat me together. Forget it, beat me to death. Anyway, you haven't kept bringing that mistress home."

After hearing this, the fat father put down his hand, which had been raised, and looked at everyone awkwardly. The men present also understood his feelings. Who has not had many good looks outside? There are no cats in this world that don’t steal fishy fish, but even if their family knows it, if the whole world knows this, where will the man’s face be placed?

Now the fat father sat on the stool with a decadent look on his face, sighed and said, "In the future, something happens to your Shura League, and something happens to the middle and senior management. I will help you open the back door."

This promise is huge, and for Song Yun, this promise is very real. After all, Song Yun doesn't want to make things too big. Now, as long as you have this person's words, it will be much easier to catch people from prison in the future.

"Okay, the deal is reached." Song Yun patted the other party on the shoulder and smiled, "Now you can take your family away."

After the fat father got up, he waved his hand and left the house first. It was so damn embarrassing. All his little bit was shrilled by this prodigal girl. Where can I put my old face?

There were only two companies left, and those two companies knew that Song Yun just wanted to ask them for an explanation, or to put it in a more common way, he would ask them to compensate. The two companies also relaxed when they thought about this. Money was something outside of their body, and they would not bring it with them if they were not brought to death. Just take some money to eliminate disasters.

"Let's talk about your young master next." Song Yun patted the thin man and said. "Although he didn't talk much, I can see that he was full of bad water among these four people. As for compensation, you can do it."

"Tell me, as long as the request you made is reasonable, I will do it." The skinny father said in a deep voice, while the skinny man looked at his father with a vigilant look. His two brothers were slapped in the face. Will he be slapped by his father when he comes to him?

"Three million, the price is one." Song Yun said with a smile.

"Three million? Are you robbing money? Why don't you rob the bank?" the skinny man shouted loudly. "Your requirements are too harsh. Dad, we can't agree."

"Bang!!"

The skinny father was also holding his anger. When Song Yun looked at him just now, he wanted to slap his son first, but when he looked at his son with a vigilant look on his face, and the stool moved slightly towards his mother. He didn't dare to yell at Song Yun. Even if this was not Song Yun's territory, there were not so many younger brothers outside, but with the military uniform and the identity of the colonel, he would be enough to slowly kill him.

Now, my son's face is pressed on his hands. If I don't come for a while, I'm sorry for the money I'll pay next time.

So the skinny father slapped the skinny man back to his mother. The slap was indeed refreshed, and the heat in his heart was also bad. Regardless of the thin man's resentful eyes, the skinny man's father took a breath and said slowly, "This requirement is just like my son said, very harsh, let's change one."

"It can't be changed. I said it's a price." Song Yun said with a smile, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"One million, if it is one million, I can write a check for you immediately." The skinny father took out a check book from his pocket and said. "You have made a lot of money for one million, and you have not lost anything."

"Who said I didn't lose anything? The things I lost were gone, such as my young heart that was injured, my view of this society, my mood today." Song Yun listed several articles in a row and said, "If I lose confidence in society, it will lead to my view of this country. If I have an opinion of this country, it means that I cannot stay in the army with peace of mind. If the army gives me some tasks at this time, I will be distracted. What if this distraction dies on the battlefield? So this is a major event that concerns my life and must be taken seriously."

Everyone present was shocked. The thin man's father was a little old-fashioned in his heart, but he forgot Song Yun's other identity. He opened his mouth to refute, and wanted to shout out "What's wrong with Daddy Guan," but in the end he didn't say a word. This was speechless.

"Is your son's life worth only one million? Can you buy a lively son with this million?" Song Yunxun gradually guided the other party.

The skinny father thought to himself, why can't his son buy his mother's one million? Not to mention one million, as long as I put my name outside and said I would take my son, I would have a whole family of children and grandchildren in an instant.

"It's not easy for you to live a life of 2.5 million yuan." Song Yun looked at the other party with a look of my loss.

"It's still too expensive, one million and eight million. You have to know that our company is not big. If you draw so much money at once, it's easy to break the capital chain." said the skinny man's father.

"How about we all take a step back? Two million and two million are very cheap. You, a big boss of the company, will not be unaware of the importance of inheritance. If the inheritance is cut off, it will be useless even if you have more property."

"It's too expensive, one million and nine million, this is my bottom line."

"Grass." Song Yun slapped the table and scared the other party. Now it's the time for negotiations. Shouldn't the two sides negotiate well? What are you doing with a slap at the table again?

"Fuck you guys have been convinced by you. The most annoying thing in my life is dealing with businessmen, because you are the best. If you don't have two million, you can leave and leave your son here. Don't worry, I won't kill him, but I just eat less every day, do more work, and find some part-time jobs tonight." Song Yun said angrily.
Chapter completed!