In Tsim Sha Tsui, Fenghua Car Rental Company Branch, he accompanied the big boss Li Xiaoye to a young man from the North Point Police Station. He was about to get home from get off work with a briefcase when he opened the door and saw a few young man with colorful hair dyed coming from the street.

The group of people on the opposite side saw the briefcase, wearing a white-collar elite dress, and the red-haired young man in charge spoke directly, "Are you from Fenghua Auto?"

The briefcase nodded, "I am."

He is the manager of the Tsim Sha Tsui branch. He must greet him with a smile when he meets a normal customer, but when he encounters an existence like a young and a dandy person, that's another story.

The risk of renting a car is too great. Whether it is a racing collision, a car rental disappears directly, or a evaporation of the world... This is not a good thing. In the rental industry or the lending industry, personal credit is very important.

So youth expressions are just basic formulaic.

Hongmao immediately smiled and said, "I'll look for your boss, the Bentley that Zhao Xueyanyan brother rented was detained by the North Point Police Station. Do you know this? It's 500,000 yuan here."

"It is not only the compensation for the loss of the car seized by your company, but also the additional compensation, but you must ensure that Brother Yan's personal credit will not be affected, do you understand?"

"No matter in the car rental industry or other industries, Brother Yan's personal credit report cannot be affected. This is the task assigned to me by my boss. Beautiful boy, what you have to do is easy for me to report to the boss."

Hongmao smiled and took out the check. When he talked about 500,000, he showed obvious envy and greed in his eyes, but he still handed out the check.

Bao Nan's eyes lit up. When Li Xiaoye first came out of the police station, he was very angry, but he also said that as long as he could get the money, he would not suffer any losses in this matter, and everything would be easy.

That Bentley is a luxury car, but it is far from a new car. I don’t know how many times it has been rented out. The two pieces of glass are just scratched.

Five hundred thousand? Not to mention five hundred thousand, the normal repair fee is done with thousands or tens of thousands. Of course, this is definitely not about finding Bentley's original manufacturer to get accessories, paint, etc.

After all, it is an N-car that is often rented out.

When his eyes were lit, the briefcase man smiled a lot more enthusiastic. "I, Shi Jincao, just call me A Jin, it won't affect Mr. Zhao's personal credit? Within our Fenghua, there will definitely be no mistakes."

"In addition to weathering, other car rental companies are probably not difficult to handle, but industries other than car rental, such as going to banks to apply for personal loans, mortgage loans, etc., are not professional and cannot affect so much."

This car will earn 500,000 yuan if it is fucked by a few times? This is definitely a super high-end deal. If Zhao Xueyan comes to rent a car again in the future, he will smash his car even if he goes out. With this precedent, he will applaud and cheer him up.

After hearing this, other car rental companies will also be full of affection for such a wealthy customer.

Beyond renting a car? That's embarrassing. Would you go too far?

Hongmao looked at Shi Jincao sadly, "Is there a problem with your name?"

A Jin was choked and laughed, "My father is a history teacher. His history is learned from history. The wind is strong and the strong grass is strong, and the slander knows the loyal ministers."

Aren't we talking about business?

You suddenly complained that my name was a fucking fuck? Even though A Jin had been used to being criticized in this life, he had an instinctive reaction.

Hongmao opened her arms and pulled out a beef knife, "Do you know it? 500,000 yuan, you either accept everything I said, or I will take back the check, and give you three knifes and six holes for free, choose one of two, you choose!"

"Remember me, Ah Zu, Zhongqing Society, Tsim Sha Tsui!"

A Jin's face turned green, "I'll choose 500,000!"

Is there any choice? Normal people know what to do.

After speaking out decisively, A Jin was surprised and suspicious, "Brother Zhao Xue Yanyan, is the boss of your Zhongqing Society? Brother Yan is so generous?"

A Jin couldn't help but be curious and accompanied the boss Li Xiaoye out of the police station. The boss ordered him to call Zhao Xueyan himself and said, "You can't handle the Bentley, and we can't satisfy us, we will sue you in court?"

Now, someone turned around and came out to give away 500,000 yuan in the name of Brother Yan, and chose it for himself in addition to three swords and six holes?

He was a little anxious now. Brother Ruoyan was a fierce man of that level. Isn’t his tone a little inappropriate?

A Jin was sad again, "No, Brother Yan is the enemy of our Zhongqing Society. Because he was smashed with two pieces of car glass, he was harassed and threatened by you. He caught our second leader and the third and fourth young masters. Now he doesn't know where the person is. If he can't do this, it will be a few lives."

"If you were me, what would you do? The boss told me to do things. Even if you cut you into dozens of dollars, it would be much better than if I was killed?"

"Just pray, I hope Brother Yan can safely release our two, three, and four leaders, otherwise my boss will definitely kill your entire company!"

A Jin's name made Azu feel inexplicably itchy, but at this moment he didn't mind explaining anything. The main reason was that A Jin also felt that Brother Yan's methods were a bit cruel and wanted to complain to outsiders.

Amid the complaints, A Jin was in a bad mood.

Is there any misunderstanding? A few pieces of car glass, as for it? Even if he accepted the boss' order and threatened and intimidated the car rental man Zhao Xueyan, he would sue you if he couldn't handle it.

But this doesn’t require a few lives to trade, right? Or is it the second, third and fourth leader of Zhongqing Society?

Zhongqing Club and Shi Jincao have been working in Tsim Sha Tsui. With the current social environment in Hong Kong, it is difficult for all walks of life to avoid dealing with clubs.

After a few seconds of confusion, A Jin smiled and said, "It's not that serious, right? A few pieces of car glass, we are not looking for the original factory to repair..."

Azu held a beef knife and swung A Jin a few times from the air. When he spoke something, the BB machine rang. He grabbed it and saw him and said to A Jin, "Do you have a phone number?"

Shi Jincao quickly took out the phone from his briefcase.

Azu answered the answer and exploded a few seconds later, "What? Our dragon leader, Brother Xiao, was also missing and tied up? The big villa was bombed with a spear and a pineapple in turn? There were many casualties?"

"Damn, this style is not our Hong Kong community, right? Isn't it the subordinate of Mr. Yan again?"

"Two pieces of car glass, can we break up with one word?"

A series of back-and-back questions blurted out. As the others around Red-haired Azu were dumbfounded, Azu quickly hung up the phone, reached out to snatch the 500,000 check from Ajin's hand, and turned around and ran away.

500,000 checks, big brother?

I want it all!

Brother Xiao was defeated, but he was a gangster, but he still flew away when the disaster came. He grabbed the good things and flew away.

Regardless of whether the Zhongqing Society base was attacked or Ding Xiaocai disappeared, whether it was Zhao Xueyan's work... Even if it was not Zhao Xueyan, it was because Zhao Xueyan had a conflict with Zhongqing Society and had dealt with the three bosses one after another, it was done by former Zhongqing Society rivals, Yau Ma Tei Tiger Dog, Shark Bin and others.

Ding Xiaocha is missing. Does it matter who did it?

Before the word "全" collapsed, as the boss's side, it is the kingly way to run away.
Chapter completed!