I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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"Wang Shanlong, don't you **** call me nothing, let me wipe your ass! Do you know that you are killing me like this in a tense period!"

A dissatisfied voice came from the phone, with a grumpy temper.

However, Wang Shanlong, worth hundreds of millions of dollars, didn't mean to be angry at all. He said flatteringly anyway: "Brother Song, this is not something. You have to rely on you, Brother Song."

Song Yue is Wang Shanlong's backer in Shangjiang City.

He can get to the point where he is today, without Song Yue's help and support.

Of course, there is no lack of filial piety every year.

However, in the recent special period, Song Yue emphasized that no major event can not be contacted with him.

Song Yue was in bed at the moment, got up impatiently, put on reading glasses, and said, "Speak, what is it?"

Wang Shanlong is a good person and understands the rules. If he is so late, he will not call himself if he is in no hurry.

"Brother Song, there is a problem with the company. There is a young man named Chen Ping who wants to buy our company. If he doesn't sell it, he will let us go bankrupt." Wang Shanlong said nervously.

"Wang Shanlong, you called so late to tell me this thing? Did your mother drink too much or do women sleep too much? This little thing, you have to report to me? You handle it yourself!"

Song Yue was really angry. What happened to Wang Shanlong?

Old or confused?

What Chen Ping?

Bankruptcy?

Just kidding!

Wang Shanlong hurriedly said: "Don't stop, Song, I can't handle this person."

Seeing Wang Zhilong's support on the phone, Song Yue frowned, walked to the study in his coat, and asked, "Who the **** can't do it?"

"Brother Song, do you know the Arc de Triomphe Group?" Wang Shanlong said.

"Isn't that the hotel group you voted for, with a market value of 20 billion yuan, what's wrong?"

"That President Chen, bought all its equity, 20 billion!"

Bought it?

20 billion!

Song Yue frowned, suddenly realizing the seriousness of the problem.

"Why did he buy your company? Offended him?" Song Yue figured it out instantly.

The other party is threatening to buy a company under Wang Shanlong's name. If it doesn't sell, it will go bankrupt.

Wang Shanlong said: "It's not clear, but it seems that Wei Ze is in conflict with the other party."

"Then don't you **** go to check it out, should you apologize, should you pay for it, can such a person be provoked by you and me? Stupid!" Song Yue scolded and hung up the phone directly.

After hanging, he stood in front of the window, smoking a cigarette, unable to calm for a long time.

Then he dialed the secretary's number and said: "Check if there is a person named Chen Ping in Jiangjiang City as soon as possible."

Here too, Wang Shanlong was too late to put on his clothes and left the hotel. He drove straight to the Arc de Triomphe Hotel.

At the same time, Wang Weize was blocking Chen Pingren and mocked: "Chen Ping, as long as you kneel down and give me a kowtow, call me Zege, I will let you go today and don't care about you. But if you I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I don’t have time to spend time with you!”

Wang Weize lost his patience, and he had to meet the mysterious rich businessman who bought a hundred BMW motorcycles.

There is no time to spend on this stupid man.

However, Chen Ping looked at him calmly and said: "What anxiety, your dad should be on the road."

"My dad? Are you **** funny? My dad will come here for you stinky cock? Why, you still want to say, my dad came to apologize to you?" Wang Weize sneered, "You wouldn't think to be stupid The story of the novel is the same, my dad will give you a kowtow, and then ask you to forgive me? Wake up, Chen Ping, can't you tease me."

Chen Ping didn't answer, looked at indifferently.

At this time, a big Ben stopped quickly in the hotel lobby!

Then, a middle-aged man ran slowly down the car.

A black shirt and white suit pants, wearing gold-framed glasses, a briefcase with a big belly, and a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Dad, why are you here?"

After seeing the person coming, Wang Weize was stunned, and at the same time he felt a stun in his heart.

As soon as Wang Shanlong entered the door, he stared at Wang Weize fiercely, but he couldn't care about the others. He hurried to Chen Ping and nodded with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I'm late."

This scene really terrified Wang Weize and Yuan Zhende, as well as a group of others.

This is the director of the Arc de Triomphe Hotel in Shangjiang, Wang Shanlong!

He nodded and bowed to a young man now, and his face was flattering.

This is simply shocking!

Especially Wang Weize was dumbfounded.

how could be?

Chen Ping just nodded, glanced at the time, and said indifferently: "It's not too late, there are twenty minutes left. I don't know what you think about Wang Dong?"

Wang Shanlong will naturally not agree, laughing: "Mr. Chen, you really don't joke. My several companies are small businesses. No, I have been losing money in recent years. Selling to you is just pitting you."

As soon as he had finished speaking, Wang Weize rushed up angrily and shouted, "Dad, what are you doing? How can you be so polite? What is it, Mr. Chen, he is a takeaway for delivery? Are you a mistake? ?!"

Snapped!

Crisp applause.

Wang Shanlong's eyes were wide at the moment, his face was red, and he pointed at Wang Weize angrily: "Shut up for me! There's no room for you to speak, just go away!"

He blamed himself and spoiled him so much that he developed a temper of nobody in his eyes.

"Dad, are you crazy! Why are you hitting me?"

Wang Weize felt extremely wronged, turned his head and stared at Chen Ping resentfully, shouting: "What the **** are you doing? Just you stupid, why should my dad talk to you like this!"

Chen Ping did not speak.

Wang Shanlong started first, and slapped again, scolding: "Wang Weize, you shut up for Lao Tzu! How do you talk to President Chen? Do you know that the place you are standing now is President Chen! Triumphal Arch Group , It is now an asset under President Chen's name, you don't have to apologize to President Chen quickly!"

Wang Weize was stunned.

Triumphal Arch Group really became Chen Ping?

What is the situation?

"I'm sorry Mr. Chen, I taught Fang Fang to let the dogs hit you. You said, whatever you want to do with it." Wang Shanlong knew that his attitude today determined the way he would go on.

Chen Ping looked at Wang Weize, who lost his eyes, and said, "No, my son and I are old classmates."

old classmate?

Wang Shanlong was shocked and said with a busy smile: "Old classmates are good. Wei Zeneng and Mr. Chen have become classmates. That's really a blessing in his life."

Ba Jie's words and harsh and flattering sound made Wang Weize very uncomfortable.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Chen Ping is a cock, how can there be money to buy the Arc de Triomphe Group?

He doesn't believe it!

Going to college, he was crushed by Chen Ping.

Now, he was crushed by Chen Ping again?

He is not convinced!

"Wang Weize, do you remember what I said to you just now? Life is still a long way, maybe someone will have money someday." Chen Ping smiled indifferently.

Wang Weize panicked, his footsteps were vain, he stepped back and forth, fell to the ground, and screamed at Chen Ping, "Impossible! You are a cock, you are no match for my Wang Weize!"

Chen Ping was too lazy to take care of him. He knew that Wang Weize was now extremely unbalanced.

What he thought was high, and it instantly turned into a bubble. For him, the blow was not small.

Turning his head and looking at Wang Shanlong, Chen Ping said: "Wang Dong, you still have eight minutes, have you thought about it?"

Wang Shanlong twitched his mouth and squeezed out his smile. The sweat on his forehead didn’t dare to wipe it.

"Apologies to President Chen!" Wang Shanze, angry at Wang Shanlong, lost his mind.

Wang Weize was ignorant, and was pulled by Wang Shanlong to apologize to Chen Ping.

But Chen Ping said: "Wang Dong, I'm sorry. Your son said earlier that if I could buy the Arc de Triomphe, he would kneel and give me a kowtow."

Wang Shanlong's mouth twitched, his eyes chilled, and Pi Xiaoluo didn't smile: "Mr. Chen, there is no need to do things like this? Wei Ze's child does not need to be humiliated by such a large public even if he does something wrong.

"That won't work. There is no such reason. Today, if I don't have this capital, or if I don't have money and no power, he, Wang Weize will definitely let me kowtow him in my head."

"Should the poor deserve to be bullied?"

"Does the rich have the right to humiliate and insult others at will?"

"Who gives you the right? Is it money?"

"That's OK. Today, Chen Ping has more money than you. Then you kneel down now and apologize to me!"

Chen Ping said a lot in one breath, hitting everyone in the heart.

Especially many ordinary people present, they have more or less encountered this stifling situation.

Being arbitrarily trampled and humiliated by rich people, they dare not resist.

Now, Chen Ping can exhale for them, and they are naturally very happy.

"Yes! Brother Ping is right! You kneel down and apologize!"

"Grass! I've been watching Wang Weize's stupidity for a long time, bullying us security guards all day long, when we are dogs? Calling and drinking. Damn, deserve to be repaired!"

"Kneel! Hurry up!"

All of a sudden, the crowd was furious!

Everyone pointed at Wang Weize, which made him very collapsed and terrified.

"Dad, help me, I don't need to kneel!" Wang Weize took his dad's arm and hid behind him.

Wang Shanlong sullenly said to Chen Ping: "Mr. Chen, do you really want to do something? Do not leave a little affection? You have to think about it clearly. I am not good at bullying Wang Shanlong. Someone behind me! It's you People who can't afford it!"

Wang Shanlong spoiled his son very much.

He would not let his son apologize to outsiders in front of so many people.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Then I really look forward to it, who I can't afford."