Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Zhu Mo arrived at the door of the hotel.

He planned to smoke a cigarette before going in. When Yong Weixin was in love with Han Ningchu, there was a quarrel in the parking lot.

"Your hotel is real. I told you I'm going to park here and don't want to go to the underground parking lot. Can't you understand people's language?"

"The parking lot of your hotel still doesn't allow customers to park, why are you so arrogant? Do you still want to do business?"

A young man with a dark face and rather delicate facial features was reprimanding the hotel security guards.

Wearing an expensive suit, with neatly combed hair, a limited edition brand-name watch on his wrist, and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet.

It looks like a second generation with a wealthy family.

Beside him stood a pure and beautiful young woman in a beige dress.

Several security guards were reprimanded and buried their heads, not daring to say a word.

"Hey! What's the matter with you? Everyone said that parking is not allowed in that place!"

A burly man walked out of the hotel, pinched his waist and yelled at the security guard.

With that said, he trotted all the way over.

Zhu Mo looked at the young man and woman and seemed to feel a little familiar.

"Manager Wang! This customer refused to listen and insisted on parking here."

The security guard complained to the manager helplessly, he couldn't afford to offend both parties.

"what?"

Manager Wang stomped his feet and set his eyes on the young man:

"Sir, I'm really sorry. Parking is not allowed here."

"Why don't you stop?"

Hearing this, the young man exploded instantly, pointed at Manager Wang and said arrogantly:

"I! My name is Wu Gaocai, and the founder of the best-selling Red Dream Underwear in the entire Yan Kingdom is my father Wu Weimin."

"Go and ask, ask any woman who doesn't know Hongmeng underwear."

With a smug look on his face, he thought that Manager Wang would immediately apologize after hearing this, and humbly give up the parking space.

The woman standing beside him gently tugged on Wu Gaocai's sleeve: "Gao Cai, there's no need to say such things so loudly, right?"

"Why, did I say something wrong?"

Shaking off the woman's hand clutching the cuff, Wu Gaocai looked haughty.

The woman bit her lip and lowered her head, covering her face with one hand.

Every time Wu Gaocai showed off her identity outside, it made her very embarrassed, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide.

Manager Wang burst out laughing, looked at Wu Gaocai and shook his head: "Hurry up and drive the car away, I don't have time to make trouble with you."

"Whoever owns that car, call it out and drive away!"

Pointing to the limited edition black Rolls-Royce Phantom, he shouted annoyedly.

"Really, what kind of eyesight do people have nowadays, can't they see the sign saying no parking?"

"These parking spaces in front are reserved for VIPs, why are you parking indiscriminately?"

Manager Wang's complaints were extremely harsh in Wu Gaocai's ears, making him furious.

Just when he was about to yell at him in disregard of his image, a sports car suddenly galloped past him, accompanied by the noise of the engine.

The sports car stopped in front of everyone, and a man in a blue shirt got off.

Seeing the man, Manager Wang murmured, "It's over!"

"Hello, Master!"

Manager Wang didn't have time to talk to that arrogant Wu Gaocai right now, so he just passed him and bowed deeply to the man in blue.

"Xiao Wang, am I really convinced by you? Can't stand a parking lot?"

He slapped Manager Wang's face one after another, and said through gritted teeth.

This slap hit the face, and Manager Wang could only greet him with a smile, not daring to show any displeasure on his face.

If he didn't do this, his life might be in jeopardy.

"Is this his BMW?" He took off his sunglasses and asked Manager Wang.

"That car is mine, how?"

Wu Gaocai stepped forward to respond, and did not intend to back down.

"Oh, yours."

The man stretched out his hand to Manager Wang and said flatly, "Gun."

"Yes!" Manager Wang respectfully took out a black pistol and handed it to him.

After taking the gun, the man shot at the BMW luxury car with a blank expression.

It was Wu Gao who was dumbfounded and backed away in fright.

Only then did I consider who this guy was, and dared to draw a gun and shoot in broad daylight.

"Take that rotten car away." After waving his hand, the man walked up to Gao Wucai.

"How? Do you see what I'm going to do? Dare to pretend to be compared to me at the door of my house, do you want to die?"

Pointing the gun at Wu Gaocai, the man's face was stern.

"Don't, don't, don't! If you have something to say, say it... Is this your home?"

Wu Gao backed away in fright, and finally regained consciousness.

He seems to be in big trouble.

This hotel is a hotel owned by Tianjing Wenjia, and if you dare to say that the hotel's own family must be Wenjia.

No matter how awesome he is, he doesn't dare to offend the Wen family.

To him, the Wen family is a colossus, and it only takes a day for his family's company to go bankrupt.

"I was wrong...Brother."

Wu Gaocai was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he immediately pushed the woman who was also frightened in front of him and begged, "I was really wrong, please spare my life."

"Tsk tsk, still hiding behind women? Are you a fucking man?"

After putting down the gun, the man discovered that there was another Rolls Royce parked there.

"His, whose car is this?"

Point the pistol at that car and get ready to pull the trigger.

"Hey...don't get excited, I'll move the car right away."

Zhou Lu trotted over and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know we couldn't stop here."

"I'll move away right away, don't be impatient."

"The key... where is the key?" I searched my pockets, but couldn't find the key.

Waving to Zhu Mo who was standing at the door: "Master, do you have the key?"

Hearing the sound, Zhu Mo came over, threw the cigarette butt in his hand and shrugged: "I don't know."

After seeing Zhu Mo, Wu Gaocai and the woman were surprised.

The man holding the gun looked at Zhu Mo in astonishment, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Oh, forget it. I'll just move it with my hand."

Zhou Lu dragged the Rolls-Royce with one hand and lifted it aside, facing the hotel entrance.

He raised his eyes and asked, "Is it okay to put it here?"

Manager Wang was so shocked by Zhou Lu's superhuman strength that he couldn't speak.

The blue-lined man on the side nodded repeatedly: "You can put it in the hotel..."

"Brother Zhu Mo, I'm Wen Yujie from the Wen family. Do you still recognize me? We met at my sister's wedding. We are a family."

The corner of Zhu Mo's mouth twitched: "You seem to be ten years older than me, you call me brother?"

"Zhu Mo! Are you Zhu Mo? Remember me, I'm a martial artist, the monitor of class three."

Seeing a savior, Wu Gaocai hurriedly stepped forward to greet Zhu Mo in a friendly manner.

"Uh...don't remember."

"Oh, Zhu Mo, you really know how to joke. Back then, I bought you soda with money."

Suddenly thinking of buying soft drinks for the whole class in the summer before Chuchu, Wu Gao hurriedly dug up the memories of that time.

Although Zhu Mo didn't drink it at the time, he casually threw the soda to Song Ping.