Super Money System

Yang Ming cried loudly.

"The Baxianju does not belong to the Zhao family. It seems that you don't care at all when you ask the Zhao family to decide your affairs!"

Lin Fei's eyes were as terrifying as bloodthirsty.

Yang Ming felt cold all over his body.

afraid!

It was a kind of fear from the depths of her soul, and she even worried that Lin Fei would kill her directly in the next second.

"I, I was wrong! I apologize to you, and I will compensate you."

Although Yang Ming didn't know Lin Fei's identity until now, she knew that the man in front of her was definitely ruthless.

"How much compensation do you think is appropriate?"

Fan Ze compensated his tens of billions of company to himself, but it was just a trick to get the hospital to use ointment, the price is definitely high enough.

What can Yang Ming compensate for?

Yang Ming didn't know what happened to Fan Ze and his son.

Although she knew that Mu Xinxuan was a star and that she was worth a lot, in her heart, she didn't have such a high compensation price.

"100 million!" Yang Ming gritted his teeth and said in order to get rid of it quickly.

Snapped!

"I'll give you 1000 million, let me scald you ten times?" Lin Fei punched, the goddess in her heart was only worth 100 million in her eyes, Lin Fei was completely annoyed.

Yang Ming's face was already swollen to the point where she lost her human appearance. Tears wet her cheeks, leaving streaks of tears.

"Sir, how do you want to compensate?" Yang Ming thought of the fear of being scalded, almost frightened, and asked Lin Fei.

"200 billion!"

amount……

Yang Ming almost didn't come up in one breath.

200 million?

It's not worth selling her.

"Sir, I, I really don't have those. I'm just a restaurant owner, and all my assets are only the Baxianju."

Yang Ming said while shedding tears.

"Is it only the Baxianju?"

"Yes!"

"Then give me the compensation for Baxianju!"

Yang Ming: "..."

This is managed by her for others, so where does she have power?

However, the look in Lin Fei's eyes made her feel terrifying from the bottom of her soul.

"me……"

"Stop talking nonsense! Give me the Baxianju immediately."

Lin Fei's resolute attitude and the chill on his face let Yang Ming know that it cannot be changed.

She nodded without thinking about it. As for whether she is the manager or the person behind it, she no longer cares about it.

Soon the transfer contract of Baxianju was signed and handed over to Lin Fei.

"Can you let me go?"

Yang Ming looked at Lin Fei and asked with fear on his face.

"Let you go?"

Yang Ming kept nodding.

"Why let you go?"

Lin Fei yelled angrily, raised his leg, and kicked Yang Ming to the ground again.

what……

Yang Ming snorted in pain, lying on the ground, not daring to get up.

Lin Fei looked at the chef who was standing there in a daze. "Do you know who the current owner of the Eight Immortals' Residence is?"

"Know, know!

These chefs are not stupid, Lin Fei is their God of Wealth now, and he is completely frightened by Lin Fei's violence, and dare not object or say anything.

"Throw all the hot soup on the stove to the ground for me."

Lin Fei glanced at the ten hot soup pots being processed on the stove, pointed to Yang Ming lying on the ground and said.

The chef's heart trembled for a while, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. If he really fell, it would be really cruel!

However, Lin Fei's tone and gaze did not give them any hesitation at all. These people were frightened and ran over one after another.

Gudong!Gudong!

The hot soup made a sound of boiling.

The seafood inside kept rolling up and down as if in the waves of the sea. The body of the prawns had become red and red, as if the skin might break if touched lightly.

Soup--

It's hot!

The chef was processing every day, and he knew it best in his heart. He held a rag in his hand, stared at the tumbling soup, and looked at Yang Ming on the ground. His heart was messed up, and he felt even more fear.

If this is...

"Hit me right now!" Lin Fei yelled angrily.

boom!

In panic, the bodyguards were the first to fall down.

The hot soup pot makes a loud impact on the ground, and the seafood inside seems to be rolled up by [-]-level waves, dancing and jumping in the air, and the soup inside turns into splashes, forming beautiful arcs Lines, falling around, falling toward—

Yang Ming lying on the ground.

what……

Yang Ming's Hong Kong drama was like flaming hot carbon falling on his body, his skin seemed to be instantly ripe, and the screams of killing a pig sounded on the ground.

however--

This is just the beginning.

If there is a first, there is a second.

Crackling!

Immediately, the broken sound of the hot soup pot falling to the ground resounded around Yang Ming.

Although no soup pot fell on her body, Yang Ming's body seemed to be in the hot soup rain, all over the body, everywhere, it was impossible to get up, and it was impossible to protect the body with two hands. Know where to protect.

Ahhhhh!

Yang Ming's cry echoed in the room.

The woman's cry was supposed to be full of seductiveness, but at this moment, her cry was so miserable, so terrifying, and so chilling.

The chef looked at the broken soup pot on the ground, the horrific Yang Ming felt cold all over his body, this...

"Oh! Why are you so careless with a soup pot?"

Lin Fei's humorous reproach sounded suddenly.

The chef was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted instantly.

"Boss! I'm sorry! We were too careless and dropped the soup pot on the floor."

A smart chef was the first to react, looked at Lin Fei and said.

"Hey! Forget it, I will give you three times the salary reward, and I will work hard in the future."

Smart Chef: "..."

His face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

He is a senior chef here, with a monthly salary of 10,000+, three times, that is...

It was as if there were piles of red banknotes in front of my eyes.

"Boss! I'm sorry! We were too careless and dropped the soup pot on the floor."

The other chefs who reacted also spoke one after another.

"Okay! Then all rewards will be the same!"

Lin Fei said with a helpless expression.

"thank you boss!"

The chef bowed ninety degrees to Lin Fei, his face was full of flattery.

In front of money, there is no bottom line.

They are not stupid, if it is true, they are also responsible.

Now, with Lin Fei's reason, everyone is safe and sound, so naturally they are extremely happy and happy.

Yang Ming, who was lying on the ground, felt pain in her body and even more pain in her heart. She knew that she was completely useless now.

Lin Fei sneered and lowered his head.

"How is it? Does the burn taste good?"

Yang Ming looked at Lin Fei with the desire to kill him, but he dared not say a word of cruelty, because Lin Fei was too cruel and had already frightened her.

The next moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Lin Fei's mouth.

Chapter 625 The Strange Situation

Chapter 625 The Strange Situation

"Come on! Use this skin-beautifying burn ointment to treat Yang Ming."

Lin Fei took out two boxes of Meifu scald ointment from his pocket and threw them to the chefs.

The chef didn't dare to refuse, and didn't know the side effects of the ointment, so he immediately stepped forward and began to take off Yang Ming's clothes.

At this moment, Yang Ming's heart was in severe pain, and she rolled her eyes in grief and anger, and immediately turned her back.

In order to curry favor with Lin Fei, these chefs tore off their clothes and began to apply ointment regardless of life or death.

Some chefs with wretched minds also took the opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, more people did not, because the burns were too severe, as if they were covered with erythema. In some severe places, it seemed that the muscles were about to separate from the bones. The miserable appearance deeply shocked their hearts.

There was no sympathy in Lin Fei's eyes, and even the anger still did not disappear.

He just let Yang Ming double taste it.

The kitchen was busy, and there was noise from the hall of Baxianju, and then a team of police rushed in.

"Comrade police, hurry to the kitchen to save people, the screams inside have stopped."

A waiter yelled and led the way.

"Don't move!"

Suddenly a woman shouted loudly at the door.

The chefs who were applying the medicine trembled in fright, stopped their hands, and looked up towards the door.

A policewoman with a ponytail, a police uniform, and a police cap was facing them with a gun in her hand.

Seven or eight policemen followed behind, and they all drew out their pistols one after another.