Wealthy maniac sits on son-in-law

Chapter 49 Drag it out!
boom!
After a second's breath, there was a clattering sound, and one of the little gangsters was already touching his head.

Blood was flowing from his head, and there were screams in the private room, and there were tiles all around the little gangster.

"Who the hell hit me?"

The punk who was beaten had a distorted expression, turned around and scolded, and the other punks also moved in the same way, all of them extremely annoyed.

it's me!

A cold reply came out, and a fat man with a big belly and a chef's hat appeared in everyone's sight.

Uncle Niu!

Several rich second generations who accompanied Wei Jie greeted at the same time.

This is Niu Jun, the owner and chef of Furong Restaurant.

This big fat man naturally had a vicious look on his face, and he didn't have the slightest fear in front of a bunch of gangsters.

If it's not a mixed bag, then it's because it's used to this kind of scene.

"What's going on? Didn't you want to call me down?"

Niu Jun had completely entered the private room. He looked at the restrained fat man with an unhappy expression.

"Lao Niu, what's going on? Tell this kid to let go of his hand, does he want to die?"

The fat man was obviously a little unresponsive.

Just by his tone, he knew that he was very familiar with Niu Jun.

Niu Jun was in front of him, and he couldn't call people to do it for the time being, so he could only say hello.

"You silly dick!"

boom!
Suddenly, Niu Jun picked up the wine bottle and swung it down again at the fat man's forehead.

Before Zhao Tianyu smashed down the bottle, it hit the back of his head, and he couldn't stand still. Now that Niu Jun dropped the bottle, the fat man became red.

"Fatty Niu, do you dare to hit me? You don't want to do it..."

The fat man staggered, froze for a long time, and gritted his teeth.

This kind of gangster is afraid that no one will cause trouble, and he is not afraid that someone will cause trouble. It is not easy for him to open a restaurant, and it is too easy for him to make people fail to open a restaurant.

"Is it up to you whether the restaurant will open or not?"

After another moment, there was another faint sound of scolding outside the private room.

Outside the door, everyone glanced at him, and there was a middle-aged man standing outside with a calm expression.

Beside him, there were two ordinary-looking young people, who seemed to be watching the fun.

Uncle Yang!

Dong Yuyin was taken aback, and he hurried out, feeling overjoyed from the bottom of his heart.

She couldn't make a phone call, and there was nothing she could do with these bastards, but with Yang Dasheng here, everything was easily solved.

Seeing Yang Dasheng's appearance, the fat man's face was obviously terrified.

"Why is Mr. Yang here?"

The fat man trembled a little.

Obviously, he also knew Yang Dasheng.

Yang Dasheng is the head of the Yunhai Club, the agent of the top ten richest men, and also his broker in Beijing-China relations.

A bastard like him is naturally proud of thinking of the other party.

And in front of the other party, he is not an egg.

"It's a small matter. The restaurant is short of a few helpers. It happened to be for my brother to chat upstairs."

Yang Dasheng had no expression on his face, and still walked into the private room.

"Mr. Yang, you have really worked hard. You don't hesitate to work hard on anything."

The fat man covered his face, and quickly flattered him.

"What am I working so hard for? It's far worse than you eating delicious food and drinking hot food every day, and occasionally collecting protection money from my brother."

Yang Dasheng let out a hey hey, regardless of the messy cups and plates on the table, he was already sitting firmly.

Then with a cold face, he glanced at the fat man.

With a bang of cold sweat, the fat man burst out from his forehead.

"How is it possible? Lao Niu and I are friends, there is absolutely nothing..."

Scared to death, the fat man explained again and again.

"I said you have it!"

Yang Dasheng was still cold, he waved his hand, and there were still two ordinary looking young people outside the door.

Walking in with big strides, the fat man hurriedly screamed.

"Lao Niu, you have to explain to me... I usually only accept a few dishes from you. When did I send you money?"

Looking at Niu Jun, the fat man was anxious to death.

Niu Jun pursed his lips, there was no way he could talk to him.

"Master Zhao, please hand him over to my people."

No one paid attention to the fat man at all, Yang Dasheng came to Zhao Tianyu and said respectfully.

what?
At this moment, everyone was confused.

If the situation is not right, it is not right, but only then did everyone discover what was wrong.

A person like Niu Jun can't be said to have any influence, but because of his popularity, the fat man will not touch him easily.

Naturally, the fat man would make trouble in this kind of place, and Niu Jun would not take the initiative if it wasn't because of Yang Dasheng's words.

It is strange that Yang Da gave birth to such heavy hands.

The reason is simple, Dong Yuyin was always inside, he couldn't see it from the outside, and when he came in, he didn't greet Dong Yuyin, but he was in front of Zhao Tianyu...

OK!

Zhao Tianyu didn't care and let go of his hand.

brush!
Two ordinary young men pulled casually, and the fat man was pushed to the ground.

The fat man was still struggling, and one of the young men slapped him on the back of the head, and the guy passed out immediately, unable to scream.

He just stared at Zhao Tianyu with a pair of bull's eyes wide open, and fell into despair.

I don't know what he was thinking, anyway, I can't say it.

Come out to me!
The fat man was dragged out like a dead pig by two young men, and one of the young men scolded him again.

Fatty's gangsters, each with faces like pig livers, went outside obediently.

The people around Yang Dasheng are the veterans who are specially invited by the guild hall, so how dare they fart too much.

Now I just want to get out, don't suffer too badly.

All the gangsters cleared the venue, and the waiters had already come in to clean up the table.

The rest of the people are still puzzled.

"While I was upstairs, I suddenly heard someone making noise, so I came down to take a look. I didn't expect to meet such a thing, and it really caused you trouble."

Yang Dasheng came to Zhao Tianyu, nodded and bowed, clasping one hand with both hands.

Except for Zhao Tianyu, there is no one in his eyes at the moment.

"Boss Yang is too polite."

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said, this Yang Dasheng is really a nice person.

"No way, Uncle Yang, why do you have to respect him so much, you have already compensated him last time."

Dong Yuyin, who ran outside the door, was a little dissatisfied, and she couldn't understand it even more, so she went to Yang Dasheng to ask.

Lin Zilin held Dong Yuyin's arm and wanted to ask this question too.

Yang Dasheng, the most powerful group of people in Yunhai City, is very familiar with him.

The top ten richest people are all worth tens of billions. Invite him here. In principle, he is just a migrant worker, but his connections are there, so no one can offend him.

The two girls looked cute in front of him, but as for Wei Jie and his gang, they just looked dumbfounded.

"Misunderstood, misunderstood, I fell in love with Mr. Zhao at first sight."

Yang Dasheng's face darkened, and he quickly explained that he knew Zhao Tianyu and didn't want to reveal his identity.

"It's true, Mr. Yang is really nice, I want to make friends with you."

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said.

what?
Shock appeared on Yang Dasheng's face, plop!
Shocked, his legs softened and he knelt down.

(End of this chapter)