City: The false information on the street at the beginning has come true

"Let me tell you! If you can't spit out 20 yuan to compensate my son today! Don't even think about leaving Seoul completely!"

The threat in this sentence is obvious.

Even a fool can hear it.

The students around are nothing but children who have just graduated from high school.

And it's still in such an unfamiliar place.

Hearing such a threat from this man.

There was still a fear in my heart.

They immediately set their sights on Bai Zhou.

Because when people feel fear, their first reaction is to find a backer.

And in the entire private room, the only person who could be their backer was Bai Zhou, whom they met for the first time.

Bai Zhou didn't stand up, but sat on the chair and slowly turned around, looking at the two who had just entered the door.

When he saw Ma Zhe, a strange look flashed in his eyes and he said calmly:

"20, is that what you want?"

This sentence was said to Ma Zhe.

But Ma Zhe was pulled over by his mother with a face of reluctance, and he said quickly:

"No, no, Mr. Bai, that's not what I meant, it's what my mother meant!"

He actually looked a little flustered.

Because he knew that this was someone his father could not afford to offend.

Before, it was also because of my own face that I didn't tell my family about Bai Zhou.

Just a question about the black card at Smail Bar.

If it weren't for this, today's incident would not have happened.

At this time, Ma Zhe's father, Lao Ma, also walked in.

Long Jianxin, who was strolling outside the door not far away, vaguely heard the words "Mr. Bai".

A move in my heart:

"It's not the same person, is it?"

He also walked over here with curiosity.

Seeing her son's reaction, the lady said pitifully:

"Look how you bullied my son! He's never said that before!"

Then he touched Ma Zhe's hair twice and said:

"Don't worry, son, your mother will support you today, don't be afraid!"

"What do you know!!"

Ma Zhe patted his mother's hand away vigorously, then said apologetically to Bai Zhou:

"Let's go now!"

With that said, he dragged his mother to leave.

The mother shook off Ma Zhe's obstruction and said loudly:

"what are you doing?!"

"Men from the Ma family can't be like this!"

And Ma Zhe's father is standing outside the box now.

It was also the first time he saw his son react like this.

He also had to look deeply at Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou is just a young man, why can he make his son so afraid?

Although he was still thinking about Long Jianxin who was waiting in his heart, he couldn't bear to see his son's last appearance.

But what is your identity?You can't argue with a junior, but say to your wife:

"Hurry up, we still have guests!"

His words did not reject his wife's request for trouble.

When the lady heard the old horse's words, she seemed to feel more confident in her heart, then she looked at Bai Zhou with her hands open and said with disgust:

"Boy, have you seen it? This is the chairman of Mashi Building Materials, the boss of the largest building materials company in Seoul!"

"He has another identity, that is, the father of our Ma Zhe! Do you think you can afford it?"

"Let me tell you, our mother eats black and white in Seoul! If you are sensible, take out 20 yuan to pay for it! Otherwise, none of you here will be able to escape!!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at the people in the private room proudly with her arms folded.

"hiss……"

As soon as her words fell, the students around panicked and began to communicate in a low voice.

"Ah? What she won't say is true, right? No wonder her son was so domineering before?"

"Black and white take both? My God, this is my first time in Seoul, will something happen? Should we call the police?"

"You're stupid! He has both black and white, and still cares about you calling the police?"

"What should I do now?"

"..."

Even Cheng Zi's parents panicked and said to Cheng Zi:

"Daughter, why don't we exchange the money for others, we are old and don't care about these things, you are still children!"

Cheng Zi was anxious, and his two little hands were tightly held together.