The car stopped at the shore of the lake again. Qin Shiyu was confused, "Didn't you say go down? If not going down here, go where?"
Taking in Qin Shiyu's reaction, Fu Mingchuan was sure that this was a lunatic. He knew that he couldn't drive him out of the car. He also didn't dare to provoke him again. He could only hold his breath and click on the destination navigation. ——Wait until they get to his territory and let him look good then!
Qin Shiyu smiled, "Then let's set off now?"
He reversed the car again, turned around, and drove out of the pier skillfully. Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. Just now was thrilling.
Fu Mingchuan breathed out quietly and saw Qin Shiyu eyeing at the motorcycles and commercial vehicles on the left and right that looked like "escorts", "I've always been curious, wouldn’t a 20 million sports car be no different to a commercial car worth hundreds of thousands of yuans if it can't speed up in the city? If it collides, which car do you think will be more seriously damaged?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the two cars on the left and right, looking ready to move.
Fu Mingchuan's heart started to rise again, "Don't act recklessly! If I get a single scratch on my skin, you won't be able to have a good life in this life!"
"Really?" Qin Shiyu looked at him, smiled, and made a big turn with one hand. Fu Mingchuan screamed and closed his eyes.
After not feeling the expected pain for a while, Fu Mingchuan opened his eyes and discovered that the car was driving smoothly. Qin Shiyu didn't turn the steering wheel at all. He only made movements with his hands to scare him and currently found it very interesting. He jollily laughed, "Isn't it thrilling?"
Thrilling your mother! Fu Mingchuan wanted to let out a barrage of berates, but he discovered that Qin Shiyu was an unpredictable lunatic. He didn't dare to risk his life, so he kept his mouth shut.
Qin Shiyu took in the sight of his hands holding the seat belt and door handle tightly, smiled with interest, stepped on the accelerator, and got onto the highway.
Tensely, they drove into the underground garage of a suburban villa. As soon as Qin Shiyu parked the car, Fu Mingchuan quickly unbuckled his seat belt, ignoring the pain in his legs, and limped out of the car. He shouted, "Hit! If he dies, put it on me!"
This was the place where he meets like-minded friends. It was spacious and quiet. Perfect for doing whatever he wanted.
Fu Mingchuan, who had been brewing with anger from yesterday to today, got through by relying on the planning to deal with Jiang Yu and Qin Shiyu today. Naturally, everything had been arranged here.
Qin Shiyu was sitting in the convertible sports car, seemingly completely defenseless. His entire back was exposed to the attack range of the thugs.
The thugs who had been waiting for a long time aimed toward Qin Shiyu's head and neck with an iron rod.
The result was Qin Shiyu dodged by lying on his side. The rod missed the target and hit the steering wheel of the sports car.
Fu Mingchuan's roar instantly sounded in the garage, "My car!! Are you a fucking idiot???!!!"
He anxiously rushed over to look at his car. Fu Mingchuan's family was a nouveau riche. Normally, the sports cars of his friends of similar background to him were only a few million at most. He was the only son in the family and was very favored. So his parents and his grandparents worked hard for a long time before they finally bought this car. He was very proud of this car among his friends. One should know that the sports car owned by the son of the richest man in the country was about the same price. So he liked it very much, drove almost wherever he went, and cherished it.
He looked at the damage on the steering wheel and his vision turned red with anger. Not only was the car expensive to repair, it was very troublesome. There were no spare parts in this country, so he had to send it back to the original factory for repair...
Thinking of this, he wanted to eat Qin Shiyu alive in front of him, "You're dead, Qin Shiyu! I'm not done with you!"
As he said this, he stretched out his hand to clamp Qin Shiyu's neck.
However, Qin Shiyu easily twisted his wrist and pulled it. Fu Mingchuan's chest hit the car door hard. He almost lost his breath in pain as he heard Qin Shiyu's chuckle, "Really?"
Fu Mingchuan almost had a psychological shadow over this word. After regaining his breath, he cursed, "Did I invite you here to let you watch the show? Charge!"
Only then, the others stepped forward. Their movements were very cautious, afraid of touching his car again. So they only dared to stab Qin Shiyu in the back, making their strength limited.
Therefore, Qin Shiyu easily grabbed an iron rod and pushed Fu Mingchuan away.
Fu Mingchuan staggered a few steps and sat on the ground. Ignoring the pain, he looked at Qin Shiyu's expression and felt a bad premonition, "What are you going to do?!"
Qin Shiyu stood directly on the driver's seat and raised the iron rod. Fu Mingchuan's eyes were about to burst, "Qin Shiyu, how dare you!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise. His windshield was completely scrapped...
"Qin Shiyu!!!" Fu Mingchuan's distressed voice changed its tone, "I will definitely kill you!"
"Really?" Qin Shiyu smiled, raised his hand, and swung the iron rod a few times. Not only were the windshield broken, the hood and the doors on both sides were too. He weighed the iron rod and said with satisfaction, "You're a pretty handy guy."
Then he turned to the thugs, who were gathered around and didn't dare to step forward, "Anyway the car is already broken, there's no need to use a rat trap. How about advancing?"
But no one dared to move. Qin Shiyu's crazy posture made them unconsciously frightened. This was definitely not something ordinary people could do. He must have some confidence.
They were all hired. And Fu Mingchuan wasn't a reasonable person. If they were made to take the blame, they couldn't afford it.
Seeing this, Qin Shiyu sat down leisurely on the back of the chair while leaning on the iron rod. He looked at Fu Mingchuan's red eyes, "Oh, why are you crying?"
He took out his mobile phone, "What's your account number? I'll pay you a car. Not a big deal."
Initially, Fu Mingchuan was about to go crazy. Now hearing that Qin Shiyu wanted to pay compensation, he immediately caught on, "Yes, you smashed this car, you must compensate me!"
With his ability, he could afford to pay for it after working for several years. This realization made Fu Mingchuan slightly relieved and stated sternly, "If you don't pay, I'll call the police!"
Qin Shiyu clicked his tongue, "Why call the police? Report your account number and I'll forward it to you right away."
Fu Mingchuan’s fire burned, "Can you afford the compensation? This car costs 30 million."
Qin Shiyu chuckled, "22.3 million yuan. Dare to ask for two more sports cars, are you crazy because of poverty?!"
Fu Mingchuan:......
This was the first time that Fu Mingchuan was called a poor man.
But at this time, he had gone mad from Qin Shiyu's series of crazy operations. Especially when the other party said that he would be compensated with a sports car. This was more important than anything else.
Fu Mingchuan didn't have the habit of carrying bank cards with him. He flipped through his phone for a while before finding a photo of his bank card when he asked his mother to pay him living expenses. 22.3 million it was then. As long as he can buy a new car.
Qin Shiyu raised his phone and gave him the WeChat QR code. Fu Mingchuan didn't even dare to approach. He scanned it from a distance, added her friends, and then sent him the bank card photo.
Qin Shiyu lowered his head to tinker. Two minutes later, Fu Mingchuan's cell phone rang. He finally felt a little more comfortable. When he opened it, he saw that 20.23 yuan had been credited to his account.
Fu Mingchuan:......
He stared at Qin Shiyu with red eyes. His teeth were about to break, "Are you messing with me?"
Qin Shiyu casually replied, "What's the hurry?"
He sent Fu Mingchuan a phone number, "Call this number and ask for 50 million or 100 million. whatever you want."
He contemplated, "Her cash flow shouldn’t reach 100 million. If you want 100 million, wait two more weeks and let her sell jewelry to gather it. If it's 50 million, should be able to gather it in half an hour."
"You decide how much you want."
Fu Mingchuan couldn't help but be swayed by his words. Even when his family was rich, his father's total assets were only over a billion. He would be very happy if he could earn 100 million a year. That's why it was difficult for him to get this sports car. But according to Qin Shiyu, 50 million to 100 million could be used to dismiss people away at will.
He didn't want to believe it, because if Qin Shiyu had such a big background, wouldn't he have offended someone he shouldn't have offended? But he hoped it was true. He hoped Qin Shiyu would pay for his sports car.
Fu Mingchuan's arrogance had completely disappeared. He asked, "Who is she? Why would she give me money?"
Qin Shiyu grinned, "This is a family matter, so you don't have to worry about the specifics. In short, there will be a conflict between us today because she is the one responsible for it. She should pay for it."
After that, he sent another photo to Fu Mingchuan, "Send this to her later and tell her that if she doesn't pay within half an hour, it will be sent online. She is guaranteed to call you."
Why did this sound like kidnapping and ransom?
This thought flashed through Fu Mingchuan's mind. He quickly focused on the photo. It was a man in a white coat. His eyes were partly mosaic. Most people couldn't tell who it was. Those familiar with him would definitely be able to recognize him. Only the word "Luo" could be seen on the nameplate on the chest.
Fu Mingchuan felt something was amiss, "Why don't you ask for it? If you can afford 50 million, would you be afraid of me?"
At the end of the sentence, he paused, sensing that he might have said the wrong thing.
Sure enough, Qin Shiyu blinked and looked at the thugs surrounding him and Fu Mingchuan's tattered sports car, "Am I afraid of you? Young Master Fu, I'm here to solve the problem with you."
Fu Mingchuan changed his question, "Why do you come with me when you can easily spend 50 million?"
As long as Qin Shiyu showed a little background, he wouldn't be so unscrupulous.
Qin Shiyu looked at him with a half-smile, "Young Master Fu, your family started out with small appliances, right?"
Fu Mingchuan didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, "As long as you know."
Qin Shiyu continued, "Do you know the Sun family, who made its fortune in real estate?"
Fu Mingchuan said, "Waste of words."
Who in the whole country didn't know? That was a truly wealthy family that his family couldn't reach.
"You may know about the Zhao family of Yiyi Jewelry."
Fu Mingchuan said nothing. Any fool would know about these familiar large enterprise groups.
Qin Shiyu grinned, "But even more powerful than them is the upstart Ye family, which has relied on technology in recent years. Have you heard of it?"
Fu Mingchuan was silent. He didn't know this.
Qin Shiyu continued, "The Shu family is engaged in military industry, the Mi family is engaged in medicine..."
He looked at Fu Mingchuan, "I guess you haven't even heard of them. I'm afraid you won't believe it if I say they are more powerful than the Sun family. .”
For a moment, Fu Mingchuan felt like he was being ridiculed as an ignorant dandy. The aura of Qin Shiyu at this moment made him feel inferior to other family elites. He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would show his cowardice.
Qin Shiyu grinned, "So if I tell you directly, you probably think I'm bluffing you. I'm a kind-hearted person and don't want to find people. Because once I find people, a dandy like you is completely unqualified. So I can only deal with your dad. Your dad might go bankrupt..."
Fu Mingchuan was shocked! He didn't know if Qin Shiyu was scaring him. Still, he didn't dare to bet.
"So, why not follow you and spend 50 million to buy peace," Qin Shiyu looked at him and drawled out, "Don't harass me and my friends in the future, okay?"
Fu Mingchuan swallowed secretly and nodded, "Okay."
Qin Shiyu was very satisfied and raised his chin at him, "Call and get her to send money."
Fu Mingchuan tightened his hand on the phone, holding back the pain of bleeding, "No need. Since someone instigated it, it's not your fault..."
He decided to investigate the matter thoroughly. If what Qin Shiyu said was true... Then he was someone he couldn't afford to offend. If not... it wouldn't be too late for him to settle the score with him. Fu Mingchuan was a qualified dude in this regard.
Will do whatever he wants within the scope of being able to bully and will quickly give in to someone who is truly powerful.
But Qin Shiyu instantly darkened his face, "What? Young Master Fu doesn't want my money. Do you look down on me?"
Fu Mingchuan:......
Damn, there was something wrong with his mind! He was rushing to give money?
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