The richest man Yang Fei

He shook his head and walked into the store.

Barbecues and dry pots were brought up the same way, and the table was quickly filled.

Chen Mo, Han Yiyi and the others were very happy today, and they were able to let go. They drank drinks together, and some even drank beer.

Han Yiyi said, "I really envy you all. How great it is to have so many people working together. I have nothing to do now, and I don't have work arrangements. Otherwise, I'll be an assistant too."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "You are no longer an assistant when you come. I'm afraid Ning Xin and I have to make way for you to be the first secretary."

Han Yiyi said, "Then I don't dare, and I can't be. I'm the same as Assistant Xiang and the others. It would be nice to be an assistant."

Chen Mo said, "You, don't worry, the boss will arrange your work soon."

When Han Yiyi heard this, she pulled Chen Mo and asked, "Tell me quickly, how will the boss arrange my new job? Will I be transferred to the headquarters?"

Chen Mo pointed at Yang Fei with his chopsticks, "Are you in a hurry? Ask yourself."

Han Yiyi shook her head lightly, "I dare not ask."

Chen Mo said, "What are you afraid of? He doesn't eat people."

Han Yiyi blushed and pursed her lips into a smile.

A few men walked in from outside the store, the one who walked in front was a bald man with a gold necklace around his neck, which was as thick as a thumb, like the Buddhist beads worn by Monk Sha.

"Li Jiao'e! Li Jiao'e!" the bald head shouted, "Two hundred skewers! One hundred each for wool and one hundred for beef! Another six roasted lamb legs and three dozen beers."

"Okay, okay, Brother Li, everyone, please sit down." Li Jiao'e came over to say hello with a smile.

The bald head stretched out his hand, trying to pick her chin, but she dodged it.

"Li Jiao'e, the business in your store is going well today!" The bald head rolled around her with squinting eyes.

"Two hundred skewers, six roasted lamb legs, three dozen beers, Brother Li, sit down and come right away." Li Jiao'e smiled, turned around, and suddenly felt someone twist her waist.

She was ashamed and annoyed, but she didn't dare to attack, she turned her bald head sideways, twisted her waist and walked away.

The bald head wiped his mouth, hehe smiled, walked towards Yang Fei's table in a carefree manner, and said with a dirty smile, "Brothers, look at the beauties here, tsk tsk, all of them are prettier than stars. !"

"Yeah, yeah, these girls are quite beautiful, they have to have a good figure, and they are good looking. If they are sold in Brother Li's place, they will definitely make a lot of money..." A slick attendant echoed. .

"Boom!" There was a sound.

It was the sound of a fist hitting the ribs.

Before the bald head could react, the servants around him were beaten upside down and fell to the ground in a somersault.

It was the mouse who did it.

The mouse knocked him away with a punch, and said calmly, "Keep your mouth clean, no one will teach you at home, and someone will teach you for your parents when you go out!"

The bald head was stunned, he turned his head slowly, glanced at the servant on the ground, then turned around, looked at the mouse, "Poke that mother's forehead! Are you hitting someone who dares me? Do you know whose territory this is? "

The mouse didn't bother to pay attention and didn't answer.

If you want to do it, do it, jiji waiwai!

Chapter 1270 If you want to use force, you must beat him!

From the beginning to the end, Yang Fei didn't look at the bald group of people, and only chatted with the secretary and assistants who were like flowers and jade around him.

Compared with the rat's fist, this kind of arrogant ignorance hurt the bald head's self-esteem more.

Just like a cross talk actor, in the public, he tried his best, shaking countless burdens, just to make people laugh, but the audience only cared about making birds play chess, no one looked at him, and didn't even bother to give him a laugh. That sense of ignorance gives people deep contempt.

Yang Fei and Chen Mo told a joke, which made everyone laugh.

Most of the people in the finance department are lesbians. Because of their work, they usually have more contact with the boss and the secretary, so they can let go when they are together, eat what they want, laugh when they want, without restraint.

Yang Fei is naturally a star, surrounded by a group of beauties, enjoying himself, he is really the second of the worms.

The bald head is a social person, and he still has good eyesight. When he saw this group of people, he knew that Yang Fei was the right one, so he roared angrily, "Are you out of your mind? Keep an eye on your dog!"

Yang Fei said slowly, "Mice, who is making noise here?"

The mouse replied respectfully, "The wild monk who didn't know where came, and brought a few bastards with no eyes. Young Master Fei, it's okay, you continue to eat, it's up to me."

Yang Fei waved his hand lightly, "Get it done as soon as possible!"

The bald head was completely irritated by Yang Fei's attitude, he stretched out his hand, pointed at Yang Fei and said, "Cenna mother chooses to rub b!"

Yang Fei asked Han Yiyi, "You are a local, can you translate? What is this guy's name?"

Han Yiyi blushed pretty, and said, "Boss, it's not a nice word, it's just a curse word anyway."

Yang Fei snorted, "Mouse, he scolded your boss."

Mouse bang punched the bald head.

The bald head hardly had time to react, but he felt dizzy for a while, and the bridge of his nose made a crisp sound, which was the sound of a fracture.

He held his face in his hands, his eyes were narrowed because of the pain, and he wanted to speak, but he was short of breath and couldn't raise his breath.

The mouse stepped on it again, stepped on the tip of the bald head's toe, and crushed it hard.

As soon as the bald head held his head, he felt a sharp pain in his feet, so he drew back his feet and reached out to touch the toes, but what he touched were leather shoes.

Poor thing, just as he put down his hand, the mouse's fist hit him on the face again, this time on the eye socket, half of his face immediately swelled up.

Bald like a juggler, jumping up and down in a hurry.

Several of his other followers were shocked by the speed of the mouse's punching, and they couldn't make a sound for a long time.

The mouse punched the bald head in the heart.

The bald head slumped back, bowed into a shrimp in pain.

Li Jiao'e was bringing beer over. Seeing this scene, she was so frightened that she put the beer on the spot, ran over quickly, waved her hands, and cried out in distress, "You can't hit me, you can't hit me! Mr. Yang, This man is Brother Li, and he is very powerful! You are an outsider, so you can't fight him."

Yang Fei said lightly, "Who stipulated that outsiders should be bullied by locals? Besides, if you buy a house and settle down, then Ala can be regarded as a Shanghai person!"

Li Jiao'e said with a wry smile, "Mr. Yang, you don't know how powerful he is, he is this—the Overlord."

Yang Fei said, "Auntie, this has nothing to do with you, you take a step back, don't accidentally hurt you."

The bald head was punched several times, but he couldn't speak when he wanted to speak, his whole body trembling with pain.

But he understands one fact, that is, the people he brought along are not his opponents at all!