Yang Xiaobao has no fear on his face. Instead, he looks up and laughs. The laughter reverberates in the open office.
Meng Zhongjing was puzzled, and he was stunned for a moment. He hesitated in his hand. He didn't plan to shoot directly on the spot.
Just for a moment of hesitation, his whole person pulled out from behind his desk with a powerful hand and fell directly to the floor. I couldn't hold the gun in my hand and fell several feet away.
"You think you can scare people with just one gun?" Yang Xiaobao slowly stopped laughing, went to pick up the gun, pulled the bolt, opened the insurance, light said: "the gun in my hand is the gun, in your hand is just a piece of iron."
Meng Zhongjing's face turned white and his lips trembled when he heard the crack of the bullet. He wanted to say something hard about finding the place, but he couldn't say it.
"Get up!" With the pistol in his hand, Yang Xiaobao looked at Meng Zhongjing sitting on the floor and said coldly, "get up! I don't like to deal with people lying down. Men should stand up and be beaten as well! "
Meng Zhongjing held the table and got up from the floor.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and asked: "how many people did you bring to Huahua real estate company to make trouble today?"
"Ten... Ten." Meng Zhongjing didn't understand why the other party asked. It seemed that he was afraid that too many people would annoy Yang Xiaobao, so he unconsciously laid an ambush in the number.
With a smile, Yang Xiaobao intentionally or unintentionally raised browning in Meng Zhongjing's hand, "be honest. It's good for you. Let me tell you why I asked about the number of people, because I want you to call me all the people who participated in the smashing and troublemaking - the gentleman will take revenge on the spot. I think this is your chance to call for backup and turn defeat into victory, isn't it? Now, let me ask again, "how many people are involved?"
"Twenty three!" Meng Zhongjing thought for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and told the truth. Of course, he understood that Yang Xiaobao wanted to end his hatred in one breath, but the other side was also right. This was really his only chance to turn defeat into victory. No matter how powerful Yang Xiaobao was, no matter how he could fight, he was still alone. Even if he had a browning in his hand, he had only six bullets, which made him unable to turn over in front of twenty or thirty people.
"Good." Yang Xiaobao nodded, the muzzle of the gun was placed for a while, pointed to the phone on the desk, and said faintly: "call, call people."
Meng Zhongjing was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Yang Xiaobao suspiciously. He hesitated and did not dare to move. He did not seem to dare to believe that Yang Xiaobao really asked him to call people on the phone. He had never seen such a big opponent.
Yang Xiaobao sat down on the mahogany sofa opposite his desk, looked up at the wall clock, and said, "I'll give you 30 minutes. I want to see 23 people in this office, otherwise..."
Otherwise, Yang Xiaobao didn't go on. Meng Zhongjing is clear, he had to go to the office, picked up the phone to dial out, forced calm said: "Hello, Tang San? I'm boss Meng. There are people coming here to make trouble. You should bring people to clean up. "
"Why! Boss Meng, did I hear you right? " The mobile phone is on hands-free, and the voice from the microphone clearly reverberates in the whole office. The man named Ma San on the other end of the phone seems to be very surprised. "There are still people who dare to make trouble on your site. It's really the birthday rat poison. Are you impatient?"
Yang Xiaobao heard all these crazy words, and a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth: what about elder Meng? This man named Meng is really not a serious businessman! If his real estate company can achieve the present situation, I'm afraid it's not by any proper means of commercial competition - it's the same as creating a pig factory to disgust Xu Jing.
Ma San seriously asked if the guy was tired of living, and he was still cursing. Meng Zhongjing glanced up at Yang Xiaobao in fear, and nervously covered the receiver for fear that Yang Xiaobao would be angry when he heard that his own life was all tied between Yang Xiaobao's thoughts. What if it angers this one
Yang Xiaobao did not show any anger. Instead, he raised his head and gave Meng Zhongjing a smile. He opened his mouth and said in a very light voice, "you let him take more people."
Let's bring more people. This is exactly what Meng Zhongjing wants. The latter secretly sneers, do you really think you have three heads and six arms, and you need to take more people with you, which is that you don't want to die fast enough
"If you bring more people here, it's very difficult to deal with the troublemakers. That's what we did in the morning. They came to avenge themselves, and they were very hard to deal with. I'll give you a bonus when you settle the matter. " With that, Meng Zhongjing hung up and looked up at Yang Xiaobao, who was sitting on the opposite sofa.
"Not bad. You don't look like a businessman, but you look like a black boss, and you pay a bonus?" The corner of Yang Xiaobao's mouth showed a mocking smile, and a sentence pointed out the key, "it seems that these people are the thugs and running dogs of your company for a long time. Otherwise, according to the rules, the most is the thank-you fee, the hard work fee, not the bonus. I guess I'm right. Your bullshit company is not a company. It's a black hole. "
At this time, Yang Xiaobao completely revealed his real intention to let Meng Zhongjing call more people to come. He not only wanted to clear up all the grudges at one time, but also to eliminate all the future troubles instead of Xu Jing. What's more important is to completely remove this black den. Meng Zhongjing at this time can call for help, will not be a good person.
Of course, this company also has many ordinary serious employees, but a person who does evil will only ask the villain for help - as long as the people called by Meng Zhongjing, they will all die.
Meng Zhongjing continued to make phone calls one by one. They fought six or seven times before and after, or about two or three or three or four times in each round. It took about seven or eight minutes before and after, and finally they called all the thugs and local ruffians who could help.
"Is there anything else?" Yang Xiaobao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He said with a smile: "time is enough, or I'll extend the time limit for shouting for ten minutes, and you can call more people to come here? After all, the more reinforcements you call in, the better chance you'll have to turn things around and push me to the ground, won't you? I have no limit to the number of twenty-three people you give me. "
Naturally, the more people you can call, the better.
"No, No. I... I've called all the people I can think of, all the people I can call. " Meng Zhongjing put out his hand and wiped a cold sweat on his forehead. He looked up at Yang Xiaobao in fear. He couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in this magic gourd - whether he was really arrogant and confident that he could be a hundred or more, or whether there was something else behind him.
"Good." Yang Xiaobao nodded slowly, waved the muzzle of the gun, motioned to sit down in Meng Zhongjing, and said faintly: "I counted, you called six or seven groups of people, you give me a number, how many people will come?"
"About... About 180?" Meng Zhongjing thought about it for a moment, and answered with fear.
Yang Xiaobao laughed and said deliberately: "do you want to make two more calls and round up 200? That sounds lucky, doesn't it? "
Hearing this, Meng Zhongjing almost wants his own ears and eyes. Did he listen to the messenger or was he wrong? Is the young man sitting in front of him still normal? Pretending to be arrogant, it's impossible to be invincible!
Although Meng Zhongjing's stomach was secretly sneering and disdaining, 10000 people didn't think so. On the surface, he pretended to be very honest and said with a bitter face: "I really can't call people any more. I call all the social people I can think of and help. There is another part that I don't know directly. It's the relationship entrusted by the relationship, the acquaintance entrusted by the acquaintance, and the promise of a lot of money. "
"Well, that's all." Yang Xiaobao sighed a long time. He looked very sorry and shook his head. "It seems that you are still not good enough. That's the only way. I thought you were so powerful that you could collect all the local ruffians and social scum in Haizhou. But you let me down - look at this number of people, at most, you just searched this area of Binjiang District. "
"Yes, yes, it's my incompetence." Meng Zhongjing nodded his head and bowed his waist, with a bitter face and a dry smile. But my heart is murmuring to myself. I'll have two or three hundred people here. Even if they don't scare you, everyone can drown you with a mouthful of saliva!
Yang Xiaobao nodded and stopped talking. With the right hand of the pistol on his knee, he leaned back on the sofa and began to close his eyes. He seemed to be asleep. The entire empty general manager's office was quiet, leaving only the tick of the wall clock.
Meng Zhongjing took a look at Yang Xiaobao's closed eyes and the second hand on the wall. There was a fierce struggle between the two thoughts. He wanted to take advantage of this and run out of here. He also thought that he could not take the risk. Maybe the boy was pretending to squint?
After 20 minutes of hesitation, Meng Zhongjing finally figured out that he couldn't wait for the backup on the spot. He decided to take the risk to escape.
Meng Zhongjing was about to walk away quietly, but Yang Xiaobao just opened his eyes at this time and cast a cold glance. Meng Zhongjing immediately softened and nearly fell to his knees.