Chapter 885

Huang Mao was stunned when he heard what the north and South said. Then he looked up and looked at the north and south. Suddenly he didn't know what to say.

North and South are right. Generally, those who can come to our imperial food are dignified people in H city. The boss who is forced by others is afraid to make trouble. These gangsters rushed in. If you understand, you know what's going on. If you don't understand, you think Bi Wenshi has stepped down and our harem is finished.

"North and south, don't tell him that ink is useless. Let this fool quickly take out the money, and then roll the calf. I'll be upset when I see him now!" Han Chao shouted at North and South impatiently, then raised his legs and kicked yellow hair, then clenched his teeth and asked, "why? Take out the money or unload your fingers, and I won't embarrass you..."

"I, I really have no money..." Huang Mao stammered back with sweat all over his head.

"By the way, are those cars outside yours? I think there is a GTR. I think that car should be worth a lot of money?" Han Chao asked with a smile.

"Brother, that's my car." the caliper youth in the crowd stretched out his hand and shouted.

"You're fucking rich?" Han Chao scolded wordlessly.

"Borrowed my brother's..." the caliper youth quickly replied.

"Grass, what a fucking vanity..." Han Chao scolded with a big mouth, then looked at Huang Mao and asked, "is that bully yours?"

"Brother..." Huang Mao opened his mouth and just wanted to explain.

"Don't fucking tell me you borrowed it too..." Han Chao scolded, pointing to Huang Mao.

"Really." Huang Mao nodded quickly.

"Ha ha, that's no money, OK!" Han Chao nodded, then reached out to pick up the knife on the ground and ran to Huang Mao.

"Big... Big brother, what are you doing?" Huang Mao looked at Han Chao and stammered.

"Don't you fucking play with me? If you don't have money, we can have no money..." Han Chao shook his machete and grabbed Huang Mao's wrist.

"I have money, I have money!" Huang Mao saw that Han Chao was coming, so he shouted in a hurry and pushed back while shouting.

"I find you are cheap. Why, if I don't give you the real money, I find you can't take out the money for me..." Han Chao put down the knife in his hand, then slowly looked at Huang Mao and asked, "take out the money and roll the calf quickly. There are many fucking things here. I don't have time to talk to you..."

"OK..." Huang Mao promised twice, and then asked the young man behind the caliper, "huazi, do you have any money?"

"I have hundreds in my hand..." the caliper youth whispered back.

"Then you don't have a fucking card?" yelled Huang Mao.

"With..."

"Give it to me quickly!" Huang Mao stood up and ran to the caliper youth.

"Credit card, with a limit of 700..." the caliper youth replied innocently.

"Fuck you, what are you talking about with me for the amount of $700? I'm finished with you, aren't I?" Huang Mao scolded in a collapse, then turned his head and looked at Xiaodong around the caliper youth and asked, "Dongzi, do you have to pay for this?"

"Brother Huang, I didn't bring any money when I came out..." Xiao Dong replied bitterly.

"Draft it? You come out to invite people to dinner. You don't have any fucking money. Tell me?" yelled Huang Mao, staring at beads.

"I brought thousands of dollars. That's not enough..."

"I really fucking took it!" Huang Mao scolded with his teeth, then looked up at Han Chao and asked with a smile: "brother..."

"Why? Fund raising failed?" Han Chao asked, looking at Huang Mao.

"Almost that..." Huang Mao bared his teeth and replied.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you want your fingers or money, hurry up! I don't have time to wait for you!" Han Chao reluctantly kicked Huang Mao and scolded in silence.

"Brother, can you let me call?"

"Fight quickly..." Han Chao waved his hand impatiently, then walked to the north and South with a machete, stretched out his hand and took out some cigarettes to give them a few points.

On the other side, Huang Mao quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone.

"Hey, Dad, what are you doing?" Huang Mao asked carefully to his mobile phone.

"What's the fucking time? What do you think I'm doing?" a middle-aged man's voice sounded across the phone, with a very irritable tone.

"Dad, something happened to me..." Huang Mao looked at Han Chao and then whispered.

"Accident?" the person across the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said very irritably, "don't you have an accident every fucking day? Have you had an accident two days a day?"

"Dad, I really had an accident. I let others deduct it. Come and save me quickly with the money. If you don't come, they will cut off one of my fingers..." Huang Mao shouted to the phone in a very worried tone.

The other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "who have you detained? Don't you fucking know many people? Who dares to detain you?"

"Dad, we're kidding you. I've been detained by the imperial food man!" yelled Huang Mao at the top of his voice.

"Imperial food? Imperial food!" the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, then shouted at the top of his voice, "you have nothing to do with imperial food. Do you bother you? Is that where you go? It's a fucking restaurant in the back palace. I'm really convinced. Can you make me less trouble? Why don't you offend those people?"

"Dad, what's the use of telling me now? Now people ask me for 150000. Hurry and find a way to get me out, or they'll really chop my fingers!"

"You really don't bother me at all! You give the phone to the imperial catering people now, and I'll talk to them!" the person opposite the phone shouted with his teeth clenched.

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, then nervously handed his mobile phone to Han Chao. Han Chao was stunned, and then took the phone.

"Hello!" Han Chao said politely. After all, it has nothing to do with his parents.

"Han always? I'm Hou Dali, the one who makes clothes. Do you have any impression that we've had a drink together..." the person across the phone asked with a smile.

Han Chao was stunned when he heard this. Then he simply recalled it in his mind, and then he really thought of a man surnamed Hou. He really did do the clothing business.

"I remember, Mr. Hou, your son made trouble in our hotel and smashed a lot of things. I simply calculated that I would get more than 100000 yuan. Well, I wanted 150000, but for your face, 130000, you can bring the money to pick up people!" Han Chao hung up the phone directly.