227: C227 Recruiting Disciples

C227 Recruiting Disciples

That's why I did it.

Jiang Feifan felt that this store manager was completely different from his nephew.

In Jiang Feifan's opinion, some abilities were friends as long as they were not enemies with him.

Having one more friend and one more path, he would keep an eye on them.

He never thought that he and Zheng Yiming would admire each other, which was even better.

Seeing Jiang Feifan's actions, Zheng Yiming felt that he had not misjudged him. It seemed that he had found a proud student to be able to make the details so well.

However, he was not in a hurry.

"It's not Uncle, you..."

This scene stunned Zheng Shaocong. He didn't understand what Uncle was doing.

Zheng Yiming waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. You just called Mr Jiang back. What do you plan to do?"

"I want to PK with him!"

Zheng Shaocong was completely furious. He originally wanted to test his skills, but now it seemed like he had to kill him with a hammer!

As he spoke, he gave Han Meimei a look. Han Meimei took a deep breath and nodded, "I'll say it. Jiang Feifan, you just said that you have a grudge with me and wanted to settle it in one go. Alright, alright. I'll give you this chance. Then let's not waste time talking nonsense. Let's take this suit as an example. The highest bidder wins. How about it? Do you dare to compete?"

Sure enough.

Very vulgar.

But to Jiang Feifan, it was also very appropriate.

He went straight to the point and did not beat around the bush. This was the best result.

"This is too much fun."

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting."

"Previously, I felt that this would definitely be a one-sided situation. However, from the looks of it now, could it be that this kid will really give us a pleasant surprise?"

Following the powerful shouts of the surrounding crowd, the atmosphere of the competition became more and more intense.

Zheng Shaocong was full of confidence.

Han Meimei had long been filled with anger.

Hu and the mean girl also wanted to 'hold their heads high'.

Only Lee Ya.

She was a little hesitant.

"Jiang Feifan, don't lose all the property of Han family." Lee Ya said worriedly, "I'm warning you, if you want to use me as a shield and threaten me with the video, and make me pay..."

"Hahaha."

Jiang Feifan waved his hand and laughed, "Am I that kind of person?"

"You are that kind of person!"

... ""

Jiang Feifan said helplessly, "Don't worry. I have money. I am not from the Han family. I won't ask you for it, and I'm not afraid to tell you. Although I've been the son-in-law of the Han family all these years, I've already started a company in private. My company can be considered to be earning money, and I have the money to spend it."

"You still have a company?"

"How about it? Do you want to consider job-hopping to my place?"

"I..."

"Jiang Feifan!"

At this time, Han Meimei roared, "Do you dare to give me a quick sentence or not?"

"Why not?"

Jiang Feifan smiled and asked, "Tell me, how do I PK?"

"It's very simple, the highest bidder wins. You just spent twenty thousand on this suit. On our side... we'll pay two hundred thousand. If you can pay a higher price than two hundred thousand, remember, I said on the spot, don't ask for help. You are not allowed to look for people, and you are not allowed to waste your time... "

"Two hundred thousand?"

Jiang Feifan pretended to be surprised.

Han Meimei immediately became confident. "What? Scared? If you are afraid, just say that you still have a chance..."

" Too little. "

In the end.

Jiang Feifan's words shocked everyone.

Two hundred thousand yuan for a suit worth five thousand yuan was a crazy thing in itself.

However, to a young master like Zheng Shaocong, it was just playing with money. It didn't matter.

But this Jiang Feifan was just a poor kid. Competing like this was an unfair concept in itself.

And now, this guy actually said...

Two hundred thousand was too little?

How much was considered as much?

This was a competition of money. It was not a random number. Wasn't this nonsense?

"Young man, what do you want to do?"

"You mean to raise the price at 200,000?"

"Are you crazy?"

The crowd couldn't understand whether this Jiang Feifan really had the strength or was using his power to intimidate others.

However, most of them thought that he was a fool.

"Jiang Feifan, what are you doing? " Lee Ya felt that it was time to stop and stop being stubborn, but he had to do unbelievable things again and again. He was really crazy.

Interesting.

Zheng Yiming, on the other hand, laughed coldly in his heart.

He felt more and more that his judgment was right. Two hundred thousand yuan was too little. He was afraid that he was a low-profile rich second generation who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger.

"Wretch, what nonsense are you spouting? !" Han Meimei felt like she was about to go crazy.

Zheng Shaocong, on the other hand, was fearless. He nodded and said, "Then name your price. No matter how much, I will accompany you to the end!"

"This."

Jiang Feifan stretched out five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand?"

"No way!"

While everyone was still discussing, Jiang Feifan said in a casual manner.

"We will do as Han Meimei said. In a live competition, don't look for your family members. Don't go and borrow from them. With the money we have, who can take out five million? This suit belongs to whoever. Of course, if we can take out so much money, let's continue to increase the number until the other side can't handle it... Furthermore, the losing side will have to bear all the costs... Director Zheng, do you think this is appropriate?"

"I'm suitable for your mom..."

"Shaocong."

Just as Zheng Shaocong was about to curse, Zheng Yiming walked over and shouted, "Don't scold him, he has made a request. You only need to answer if you are willing to accept the challenge or not."

"I..."

Mr Cong nodded and said, "Mr Cong, don't be afraid. We will fight him to the death!"

Han Meimei came over and urged, "He said that to scare us. He definitely doesn't have five million..."

"He doesn't have it, neither does I."

Zheng Shaocong suddenly started to suspect Han Meimei.

Was this woman a spy or something?

She kept egging him on, and he always lost.

Five million.

He only had a few hundred thousand on him, and the condition was that he couldn't lend it to others. Even if he could really beg others, his father wouldn't give it to him.

Wasn't this pushing him into a fire pit?

"If you don't have it, then admit defeat." Zheng Yiming advised.

"Not Uncle, are you one of us? Why are you so old..."

"I'll help you or not."

"I..."

"Mr Cong, it's okay if you don't have anything to do with it. I think so. Since this request was made by him, then let him show me first. If he really has five million in his pocket, I will cut my head off and kick him like a ball! "

"That's true."

Zheng Shaocong said, "But Han Meimei, if, I say if. If I really lose, then you... "

"I'll help you say something."1

Zheng Yiming could tell.

The person called Jiang Feifan was here purely to provoke Zheng Shaocong and Han Meimei.

He did not care about the grudges between them.

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