Sweeping the heavens at the beginning

"it is good!"

The two hit it off and agreed to meet at the warehouse in Baiyun at three o'clock that afternoon.

"Since we are going to discuss business soon, why don't you treat me to dinner?"

"Hehe, you are a young lady of the Bai family, and your body is much more expensive than mine. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat what I eat!"

Yang Wenxin didn't give him any face, and went out on his own.

Bai Yunpiao immediately chased after seeing this, and stopped Yang Wenxin: "If you don't have dinner with me, then this cooperation will be avoided!"

"Free!"

Yang Wenxin nodded, pushed Bai Yunpiao away, and left.

Bai Yunpiao looked at Yang Wenxin's back with a gloomy expression, and then quickly dialed a phone number: "Brother, this kid won't eat a toast, why should we win him over?"

"Idiot, can't you see it? He ruined all of our recent affairs. This is a rare talent!"

"Even if the talents are not used by us..."

"Shut up, whether we will be used depends on him, not on you, understand?"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yunpiao gritted his teeth and made another call: "Yang Wenxin, I was wrong just now, don't be angry!"

Listening to the somewhat reluctant voice on the other end of the phone, Yang Wenxin sneered: "Got it!"

Hanging up the phone again, Bai Yunpiao's expression became even uglier when he heard the beeping blind tone: "Bastard, don't give me face like this!"

Bai Yunpiao completely lost his temper. The reason why Bai Yunzhong was able to make such a big business was not only the help of the Bai family, but also her credit.

The entertainment with those men outside was almost done by her alone, and because of this, countless bosses in the outer courtyard would give her face.

But today, Bai Shan's subordinates, who in her eyes are just a dog, have turned their noses up at her, and they don't even look at her!
Angrily stomping his feet on the spot, Bai Yunpiao only felt his stomach growling, so he also went to eat helplessly.

At this time, Yang Wenxin was eating noodles outside the airline, making grunting noises from time to time.

At this moment, a girl who seemed to be in her early twenties ran over and sat opposite Yang Wenxin.

The girl was wearing a white sports cap, and she immediately pulled the brim of the cap to cover her face when she walked across from Yang Wenxin.

Yang Wenxin looked up suspiciously, and saw that the remaining half of the girl's face was full of anxiety.

Soon, two men in black vests ran in, looked around for a moment, and ran out again.

After the girl confirmed that the two had left, she raised her head and took a breath, but she saw Yang Wenxin looking at her, and a displeasure flashed in her beautiful eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Yang Wenxin frowned, but ignored it, and continued to eat the delicious food on the table with his head down.

"Jiao Meimei, do you still dare to run?"

However, at this moment, there was a shouting sound from the side.

After a while, a young man wearing a famous brand ran over with a few men, with a happy expression on his face: "Jiao Meimei, you cheated me of 30 yuan, and now you want to leave?"

"Ahem, Mr. Mo, you have plenty of money, so do you care about that?"

"I am rich because I am riding a horse, but if I have money, I won't be played like a fool by you!"

The girl named Jiao Meimei also looked embarrassed at the moment, scratching her head constantly.

The next moment, the son knocked off Jiao Meimei's hat, grabbed Jiao Meimei's hair and pulled it aside: "Go, I won't play with you today, I'm sorry for my IQ!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a rather uncomfortable voice came from the side.

The son was taken aback, and turned to look at the source of the voice: "What's wrong, boy, do you still want to be a hero to save the beauty?"

The person that the young master was talking about was Yang Wenxin. At this time, Yang Wenxin stood up slowly, pointed to his own bowl on the table and said, "How do you explain this hat?"

I saw that the hat that Jiao Meimei was wearing just now was on Yang Wenxin's bowl.

"Hehe, boy, did you touch me? Do you know who I am, Mo Junchi?"

"No matter who you are, pay me to make a bowl of noodles!"

Yang Wenxin was very irritable, but he was reprimanded just for looking at Jiao Meimei, and now he can still encounter such a thing after having a good meal.

"Losing money?" Mo Junchi laughed, "How much?"

"Thirteen, three yuan is fine, ten yuan!"

"Ten dollars?"

"Ten dollars!"

"You kid, you can't play with me!" Mo Junchi was instantly annoyed, and shouted at the people beside him, "Surround me with this kid!"

In an instant, a group of people immediately surrounded Yang Wenxin.

"Boy, you said you can touch porcelain if you touch porcelain, and I will give you everything you touch. You ask me for ten yuan? Pay back three yuan and get rid of it?"

Yang Wenxin said that he couldn't help being a little speechless. It was the first time he had seen a dude like this.

"Brother, I know you look good at me, so you can't!" Jiao Meimei also shook her head, "Mo Junchi is easy to deceive, he won't do anything to me!"

Yang Wenxin was taken aback for a moment. Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. One bluntly said that people are easy to cheat, and the other thought that the compensation was too little.

"If you think it's too little, then pay more, 100 yuan!"

"Okay, okay, lose money, right?"

Mo Junchi sneered, took out a bank card from his body and threw it to Yang Wenxin, "There are 3 yuan in it, get out!"

Yang Wenxin threw away the bank card: "It won't take that much!"

"Bastard, you're shameless, right?" Mo Junchi became angry instantly, and slapped Yang Wenxin on the face.

Unexpectedly, Yang Wenxin dodged in an instant with his lightness kungfu, and then slapped Mo Junchi on the face.

"You dare to hit me?" Mo Junchi looked at Yang Wenxin with a puzzled expression, and then anger began to occupy his face, "Hit me, hit me!"

The group of big men beside Mo Junchi threw their fists at Yang Wenxin without any hesitation.

Yang Wenxin sneered, and each of them gave a finger. At that moment, all the big men fell to the ground, roaring.

"He's still a practitioner?"

Mo Junchi frowned, the anger on his face dissipated in an instant, and then he said with a smile, "I understand, what you did just now is to let the young master notice you, you want to be the young master's bodyguard, right?"

"I have to say, your trick is useful, okay, follow me from now on, I will give you 20 a month!"

"Losing money!"

However, there were only two words to welcome Mo Junchi.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple, you ruined my face, I only want you to lose money!"

"You bastard, you think the young master can be afraid of you, don't you?"

As Mo Junchi said, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Mr. Zhu, someone beat up the person next to me. Come here, I'm..."