Chapter 9: Smash

Looking at the ring under my feet that had been completely deformed by Beishao, tears could not be stopped.

Xiao Yang looked at the future like this, and he wanted to comfort him a few words and tell the future that such a scum is not worthy of her affection, but Xiao Yang also knew that no matter how much he comforted him, it would be useless.

Almost no woman has ever met a scumbag or two when she was ignorant. Some things will only be understood after they have experienced them slowly.

"Okay." Bei Hao's wife said impatiently, "Put your pitiful look. I don't know what my husband has played with you. This is 20,000 yuan, which is a compensation for you. Don't harass my husband again in the future, understand?"

Bei Hao's wife waved her hand, and a strong man in suit next to her took out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills and placed them on the table in front of her.

Bei Dao's wife continued, "Don't you just want money? Now I'm giving you the money and am satisfied?"

In the future, he grabbed 20,000 yuan from the table, scoop his wife and smashed it over, "Who wants your money!"

There were 200 bills of 100 yuan, sprinkled all over the sky.

"Tsk tsk, I'm really strong. I hope that after I leave, someone will lie on the ground and pick up the money like a dog." Bei Hao's wife smiled disdainfully, turned around and walked out of the box.

Bei Hao quickly followed, but didn't even look at the future.

Huang Cheng shook his head and looked at the future, "Beauty, I'll tell you the truth. You really want money. I'll give it to you for 100,000 yuan. I'll sleep with me for one night, how about it?"

Huang Cheng's eyes were filled with a strong possessiveness and looked at the future from head to toe.

Xiao Yang pinched his fists and looked at Huang Cheng with a bad expression, "Zi, get out of here immediately before I broke your legs!"

Huang Cheng looked at the muscles on Xiao Yang's arm and glanced at his mouth, "What's the point? I want to set up a archway as a bitch?"

Bei Dao followed his wife out of the Golden Lion Hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I found a noise in front of the hotel.

"Damn, who is this family? Such a big deal, I'll give McLaren p1?"

"It's not just a McLaren. Did you see that property certificate? 310 square meters, 110 thousand yuan per square meter!"

"And that watch is 8 million yuan a piece."

"Which young man is chasing a girl? That girl is a little too happy, right?"

"What girl, look carefully. The hand shows that it is a man's watch! It's given to the man by a woman!"

"Damn, so awesome!"

"I'm so envious. I won't have to struggle for several lifetimes."

"I envy you a hammer. If an ugly woman like a pig gives you these, would you like?"

"I'm willing, why don't I?"

Flashes of noise came into Beilao's ears. Beilao looked at the dazzling expensive gifts in front of him, and felt envious.

It’s really angering for people to compare with others. I found a rich woman and gave herself tens of thousands of yuan a month, which made me suffer all the anger. Looking at others, I gave me more than 50 million yuan in this gift. I would be able to meet such a financial backer.

Bethao was thinking about it when he saw a middle-aged man standing next to the McLaren, wearing a black suit and white gloves walking towards him.

The middle-aged man held a photo in his hand and respectfully asked: "Is it Mr. Beilaobei?"

"It's me, are you?" Bei Hao was a little confused by the other party.

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded, "Mr. Bei, these things are all gifts for you."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of asking for help from the McLaren P1, and at the same time spread out the real estate certificate worth 30 million, and the watch worth 8 million was also placed on the real estate certificate.

The middle-aged man's words and behavior made Beilao stunned, "What are you giving me?"

Bei Hao subconsciously looked at his wife.

The woman with heavy makeup was also full of doubts.

The people watching at the entrance of the hotel were all looking at Beilao enviously. This guy is so lucky.

Bei swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief: "Is this really my gift? Are you not shooting a variety show?"

"Of course not." The middle-aged man smiled politely, "These are all given to Mr. Bei, without any jokes!"

"This!" Bei Hao felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. Although he didn't know who gave these things, it didn't matter. As long as these things were really his own, even if he let him sleep with the sow, he would be willing.

Bei Hao stretched out his hands and was about to take the car keys and property certificate from the middle-aged man when a voice rang out at the door of the hotel.

"No need to give him these!"

Seeing that Bei Yao had grabbed the property certificate and car keys, the middle-aged man stopped and took everything back. The thing worth 50 million was put into his hands and was taken back. The strong sense of gap made Bei Yao feel like he was about to go crazy.

Bei Hao turned around and looked at it, and saw Wei and Xiao Yang coming out of the hotel door.

"Sister!" The middle-aged man in a suit immediately bent down to say hello respectfully when he saw the future.

"Take these things away, don't give them to him." The future faced coldly.

"Kejie" the middle-aged man showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, "According to your opinion, this car has the name of Mr. Bei Jiao written on it."

"Write his name?" Wei Wei glanced at Bei Hao, and was filled with disgust in Future's eyes. He saw Wei casually take out a chair from the hotel, strode to the McLaren P1, and smashed the chair in his hand hard towards the body of the car.

A "bang" sounded, and the onlookers subconsciously closed their eyes.

A car worth tens of millions was smashed like this?

Future looked at this car coldly, "Smash!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and picked up the chair that Future had just thrown out, and smashed it hard on the body of the car.

Onlookers saw with their own eyes that this luxury car worth tens of millions was smashed to pieces and was bumpy.

After the smash, the middle-aged man ran aside again, drove a limited edition extended Rolls-Royce and pushed hard against the McLaren P1.

After this, the whole car was completely scrapped.

This scene made Bei Hao's face turn blue.

He really didn't expect that there would be such financial resources in the future.

Now Beilao wants to hammer himself to death. Such a top-notch woman will give up and choose the yellow-faced woman around her?

The onlookers couldn't help but say, "Damn, this guy can do it. Such a beautiful girl doesn't want to chase her. She has backbone!"

"Who said no? If it were me, don't say that this girl is so rich, even if she doesn't have money, I will take care of her as a treasure!"

These words are deeply sarcastic when you hear them.

Just now, Bei Yao mocked the future as a poor man, who was fond of his own money. Just now, Bei Yao completely put the dignity of the future under his feet for his future luxury life.

But what about now?

The development of things made Beiyao completely unexpected.

What kind of person is he who refuses?

Bei Hao looked at the future standing there wearing a simple and unpretentious dress, and then looked at the yellow-faced woman next to him wearing gold and silver. She felt cruel in her heart, took a deep breath, walked to the future, bent her legs and knelt down directly!

"Jiang'er, I'm wrong! Forgive me, I love you, I will divorce that girl tomorrow. Don't leave me, okay?"

Beilao's eyes were full of prayers.

The onlookers immediately understood when they saw it.

He was a white-faced person who deceived the girl's relationship. Looking at the wife he mentioned, she looked ugly but looked at her wealthy person. She probably cheated the girl because she was with others for money. As a result, the girl was the real rich man!

Suddenly, a group of people threw sarcastic gazes at Beilao. They just said that this guy has backbone, but he has a bad backbone, bah!

"I don't want to see you again, get out!" Wei looked at Beiyao in disgust, raised his foot and prepared to leave, but Beiyao hugged his legs.

"Jiang'er, I really love you. Please don't leave me, okay?"

Xiao Yang waved to the middle-aged man in the suit.

The middle-aged man immediately understood what Xiao Yang meant, stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Bei Shao's collar, and pulled him apart.

"You can see if he buried it." Xiao Yang said boredly. He had no favoritism for such a scumbag.

If there weren't some accidents today, he would have been deceived in the future.

The middle-aged man nodded in understanding.

"Let's go." Xiao Yang hugged Future's shoulder and walked in the other direction.

Beilao's cry kept ringing from the hotel door, begging not to leave him in the future.

The middle-aged man ignored Bei Shao, put away his things, drove away, and called someone to clean the scene.

When the onlookers saw that the main owner had left, they gradually dispersed.

In the end, only Bei Yao was left kneeling at the door of the hotel. Bei Yao shouted so hard that his throat was hoarse, and his intestines were already regretful. He completely understood that he had missed the most important opportunity in his life.

"Are you finished crying?" Bei Hao's wife walked up to Bei Hao and looked down at Bei Hao.

"Old Wife" Bei Hao looked up, looked at the woman wearing heavy makeup in front of him, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

Beijiao's wife chuckled and stretched out one leg in front of Beijiao, "Come on, lick my toes, I will forgive you."

Bei Hao was stunned, then he picked up the woman's feet with a look of favor. As soon as he was about to take off the woman's shoes, the woman kicked her in the face, "Bad, aren't you going to get a divorce? Okay, I'll make you happy. From today on, if you dare to touch me again and step into my house, I'll ruin you!"

Beijiao's wife turned around and walked in the other direction, leaving Beijiao alone, staying here.

The continuous blows made Beilao completely collapse. Today, not only did he miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but he also lost his good days in the future!

Bei Hao stared at the distance, which was the direction Xiao Yang and Future left.

"Bitch! Bitch! If it weren't for you, how could I be so miserable! Bitch!" Bei Hao cursed hatefully.

He stood up, patted the dust on his knees, and glared fiercely at the location at the entrance of the hotel. There were several doors standing there, "Look at you, look!"

Several doorweeks were so scared that they quickly withdrew their gaze.

Bei Shao walked forward in a swaying step by step. But before he could walk a few steps, an unlicensed Buick business car stopped in front of him, got out of the car, and without saying a word, he carried Bei Shao onto the car, and then quickly disappeared on the street.

Xiao Yang strolls with the future. In the eyes of others, the future is a genius, but in Xiao Yang's heart, he is a sister.
Chapter completed!