After he was released from prison, the stunning CEO came to his door

Qi Zhou looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I haven't even won 100 million."

"That's because you didn't place enough bets. What does it have to do with me?" The middle-aged man crossed his legs and said, "100 million handling fees, otherwise do you think you can get out of here?"

Qi Zhou looked back at Qi Tian, ​​winked at Qi Tiantian, and gestured at the same time.

"Fuck! Speak!" The middle-aged man smashed another wine glass at Qi Zhou's feet.

The sound of breaking wine glasses startled people.

Qi Zhou took a deep breath: "I don't have that much money, how about we go get it now?"

"Take it? Do you think I have no brains?" The middle-aged man cursed, "If you don't take out the money today, you can't leave!"

Qi Zhou shrugged: "Then I'll stay here and let my brother go get it from the head office."

"Fuck you! No one can leave without paying me!" The middle-aged man yelled again, "How about you kneel down first and kowtow to me a few times. If I feel better, I might be able to give you the handling fee. Reduce it! Don’t you even want to know who I am! In the entire Tianyin underground force, there are only a few who dare to negotiate terms with me, Wei Biao."

"That's right." He Qiu leaned into Wei Biao's arms, "Qi Zhou, look clearly, this is the Supreme Hall. How many people in Tianyin do you think can sit in the Supreme Hall?"

After He Qiu finished speaking, his face was full of pride.

Wei Biao put his hand into He Qiu's clothes and acted recklessly.

Being like this in front of others, He Qiu not only didn't get angry, but actually looked like he was enjoying himself.

In Qi Zhou's eyes, this kind of enjoyment is a kind of torture!

Qi Zhou clenched his fist tightly.

"The one next to Qi Zhou." He Qiu spoke at this time, "Kneel down and kowtow to my aunt a few times. My aunt has long been unhappy with you. Don't force your aunt to lead people to destroy your store!"

Wei Biao glanced at Qi Tian and said lightly: "Then you should kneel down too."

Wei Biao's posture was like that of an emperor deciding the life and death of his subjects.

Qi Zhou was about to speak.

Qi Tian patted Qi Zhou on the shoulder, walked up to Qi Zhou, and said, "Wei Biao, right? I heard that the underground forces in Tianyin have a rule. The underground forces cannot attack ordinary people. You seem to have violated it now." This rule.”

"Fuck the rules." Wei Biao curled his lips disdainfully, "Which rule can control me? Boy, you know a lot about it, okay, go sue the person who set the rules. Sue!"

Wei Biao is not afraid at all. There are indeed such rules in the Tianyin underground world, but Wei Biao is not afraid. It is not that he is not afraid of breaking the rules, but that he is not afraid of the people in front of him. So what if he knows these rules?Who can they talk to for reason?

Qi Tian looked at Wei Biao's appearance and shook his head. It seemed that his attack was too weak. There are always some people who don't take the rules seriously.

Qi Tian said: "You need a handling fee, right? I'll give it to you. I can still get 100 million."

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he pressed the button next to him.

"Fuck you!" Wei Biao threw a wine glass again and smashed it at Qi Tian's feet, "I told you to kneel down, didn't you hear? Damn, what is this grandson's name?"

He Qiu looked thoughtful, thought for a moment and said, "What are you calling Qi? Oh yes, Qi Tian, ​​Qi Tian!"

"Qi Tian, ​​right?" Wei Biao said with a stern expression, "Come here and kneel down for me, otherwise I..."

Wei Biao was suddenly stunned when he was halfway through speaking.

Qitian?This name...

Wei Biao's expression changed continuously, Qi Tian?It can't be such a coincidence!

Wei Biao quickly took out his mobile phone.

As the emperor of the underground forces in the Northwest Territory, Qitian's name is well known to everyone in the underground world.

In service industries like Longfeng Teahouse, almost everyone has seen Qi Tian's photo, and is asked to keep Qi Tian's face in mind, because no one is sure which day Qi Tian will come to visit.

However, people like Wei Biao are not so careful. It's not that they don't care, but they think that with their status, they may not be able to get along with people like Qi Tian in this life.

It's like Qiandu employees all know their own chairman, but outsiders only know the name of Qiandu's chairman, but don't remember his face. Even if they meet him once or twice, they forget it in the blink of an eye.

The human brain only filters out information that is useful to itself and retains it.

Wei Biao took out his mobile phone and quickly called up the previous information. It was a photo. Wei Biao opened the photo and compared it.

Qitian, the same name.

About the same age.

About the same height.

As for his appearance, the lights in the Supreme Hall were very dim and Wei Biao could not see clearly.

Just as Wei Biao was looking carefully, the door of the box was pushed open, and the light from outside the door spilled in, shining on Qi Tian's face, allowing Wei Biao to see clearly.

At the same time a waiter came in.

"Help me prepare 100 million in cash." Qi Tian directly ordered.

"Okay, Mr. Qi, please wait a moment." The waiter bowed and exited the box after answering.

The box became dark again.

Qi Tian looked at Wei Biao and asked, "Is 100 million enough?"

The moment Wei Biao saw Qi Tian's appearance clearly, he was stunned and his expression kept changing.

He Qiu didn't notice how wonderful Wei Biao's expression was at this time. Seeing Qi Tian asking someone to come up with 100 million, He Qiu was immediately very unhappy and said directly: "Qi Tian, ​​do you think you are awesome? Really? Now the price has been raised! 1000 million! If you are awesome, just take it out!"

"Okay." Qitian nodded.

At this time, the box door opened again, and the waiter came in pushing an exquisite small dining cart. On the table of the dining cart, there were several wads of cash neatly placed.

"Mr. Qi, this is the 100 million you want."

"Give Boss Wei another 900 million." Qi Tian waved his hand.

"Understood." The waiter bowed and left.

He Qiu and others were stunned when they saw the neat cash on the trolley. They had heard of one million, but when had they ever seen so much money in front of them?

Qi Tian gently pushed the cart forward: "Boss Wei, you keep this 100 million first, and the remaining 900 million will be sent to you later. Is it enough? If it's not enough, I will continue to let others take it?"

"Qitian, are you..." He Qiu cursed loudly.

"Shut up!" Wei Biao shouted, and then slapped He Qiu on the face with his backhand.

He Qiu was stunned by the slap, but he didn't dare to get angry or ask anything. He could only cover the side of his face in grievance.

Wei Biao knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound, and walked towards Qi Tian on his knees while slapping his face with his palms.

"Boss Qi!"

"Master Qi!"

"I was wrong! I couldn't see Taishan!"

Wei Biao slapped him in the face one after another. This scene made everyone present dumbfounded.

At this time, the box door was knocked again, and someone pushed a dining cart in. It was filled with cash and the base was high.

The person who came in this time was not a waiter, but the owner of Longfeng Tea House, a man in his 60s.

After the man came in, he first said hello to Qi Tian, ​​and then glanced at Wei Biao on the ground.

"Mr. Qi, this is..." the owner of Longfeng Teahouse asked carefully.

"Your Dragon and Phoenix Teahouse, please close it." Qitian said.