Zhang Feng held a half-smoked cigarette in his hand, looked around and said, "Why is there no ashtray?"
Boss He didn't understand. Why is there an ashtray here? It's nonsense.
"Why is there no ashtray..." Zhang Feng said again.
At this moment, Boss He's arm was grabbed and then opened. Now he knew what was going on.
"No, no, big brother, big brother, this is not an ashtray... ah... "
Boss He almost fainted from the pain. The pain point he could bear was very low. He was afraid of dying even if he got an injection when he was sick, let alone being burned by a cigarette butt. His whole body was shaking.
Moreover, Zhang Feng had a skill in ironing the ashtray. He didn't put it out all at once, but put it in slowly, not just in one place.
Several holes were burned in Boss He's palms. He was sweating all over and his throat hurt from shouting.
"Brother, I really don't have 40 million, I really don't have..." Boss He seemed to have only one breath left.
Zhang Feng said: "I don't want your 40 million, I only want 39.99 million. If you don't have the money, you can use other methods. Didn't I just say that?"
"Yes, yes, what is it? Brother, tell me!" Boss He is really afraid of this person.
He is a real ruthless person, but does he really not want money? Could it be that he came to me for some other purpose than money
Zhang Feng said: "I'm here to ask you something. If you answer truthfully, forget about it for today. If it's not true, I'll smoke a few more cigarettes later!"
"Don't, don't, I said, I said..." Boss He no longer wants to endure such pain, and he can't bear it.
Zhang Feng said: "You just said that you bullied my people, and I have many people. Next, you will say who you bullied, and tell them all. I will verify it. If it is wrong or not comprehensive enough, I will Get someone to buy some packs of cigarettes!"
"I said, I said..." Boss He kept saying.
He didn't doubt this man's words at all. If he was angry, he would really buy a few packs of cigarettes, then light them one by one and burn them on himself. By then, he would really be worse off than dead.
Make him confess? Then hire it.
"Okay, you can say it now!"
Zhang Feng said and nodded to the brother next to him. This brother had already prepared and took out his mobile phone to record the video.
Seeing this posture, Boss He was afraid, was he finished? After passing this level, he must run away immediately, taking all the money he can get and running away in the shortest possible time.
"Oh, by the way, where is your accountant?" Zhang Feng asked.
Boss He was stunned, why did he ask the accountant to come over? Is he going to calculate the money
"He Ming, come here..."
Boss He shouted to the young man wearing glasses squatting on the ground not far away. He jumped up and did not dare to come over.
The two brothers beside Zhang Feng went up to pick him up and dragged him over like a dead dog.
"No, don't, it's none of my business, it's none of my business, uncle, you can't be like this..." He Ming shouted loudly.
He's my nephew...
"He Ming, I usually treat you well. Please save me once..." Boss He said.
"No, no, uncle, you can't do this. My grandfather and father will not let you go..."
"Huh... He Ming, right?" Zhang Feng asked: "Do you have an ashtray?"
"No, no, yes, yes..."
"Is it there or not?" Zhang Feng asked.
He Ming said: "Yes, yes, I will buy it for you right now..."
As he spoke, he struggled to run away, but was held down firmly.
"Since you have it, let's bring it!" Zhang Feng said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.
And He Ming's mouth was stuffed with cloth, his hands were pulled out, he clenched his fists, and said: "Uh-huh...".
Zhang Feng said: "You don't look like an ashtray, but your face does look like... "
"Uh uh..."
He Ming's fingers were opened, Zhang Feng took a puff of cigarette, and then put the cigarette butt into his palm.
呲呲…
The mixture of leather and cigarette gas filled the air, and a painful sound came from He Ming's mouth.
"Boss He, you can say it now..." Zhang Feng said to Boss He.
At this time, Boss He was already frightened. The way this man treated people was really amazing.
"I said, I said... last year... "
Boss He started. In fact, what he remembered was not very detailed. He only remembered big things, such as the woman he harmed, who he cuckolded, who he gave money to, what money he swallowed, etc...
It was quite a lot in total, and he didn't dare not say it, because he was particularly scared when he saw his nephew in pain. Just as the eldest brother said just now, if he didn't say it, he would become the next one. The 'ashtray' was gone.
Boss He talked for about twenty minutes. Zhang Feng also smoked a lot of cigarettes. He only took two or three puffs from each cigarette. He Ming's palms were already burned to the point of being burned.
It hurt so much that he peed.
The people around him were so scared that they didn't dare to say anything. This man was so scary.
Zhang Feng smoked a cigarette and said to them: "Don't worry, as long as you behave and don't seek death, you will be fine. Your boss will give you your money. Take care of yourself."
Don't bully others when you work here. People who can work here are not doing it for a living, so why bother others? "
"Yes, yes, brother said yes!"
"We, we didn't see anything!"
"That's right, I didn't see anything..."
"… "
These people are all fine people. It is obvious that this person is more powerful than Boss He. He has managed Boss He to be docile. Wouldn't it be easy to treat them
"Very good, of course. If you call or send a message, that's fine too. This is your freedom. I will find him out and ask him to help buy an ashtray! You must help me then!" "
Such relaxed and plain words make it sound like the devil is speaking.
Or is he the devil!
"No, no, we don't know anything, we can't see anything..."
"Yes Yes… "
Zhang Feng smiled: "Everyone, please sit down and watch this scene..."
Then he said to Boss He: "You can go on. Think carefully before speaking. Don't be impatient. Don't make the wrong mistake!"
"Yes, yes..." Boss He continued.
He spoke for another ten minutes. This time he spoke in great detail, down to the time, place and people. Each dark story was so hair-raising that even the people around him were frightened. They had never heard that people could be so bad. .
Just now it was related to their salary issue, and he actually deducted so much. Those materials were all tofu. What would a house built with tofu-like materials look like? That would be a disaster. If you dare to take this kind of money, you are worse than an animal.
Now they are all gritting their teeth with hatred for Boss He and wishing for his death. How could they report him
"Brother, I, I've said it all, I've said it all, please let me go..." Boss He sat down on the ground, as if his muscles had been cramped.
"Very good, you can go!" Zhang Feng said.
"Really, really?" Boss He couldn't believe it. He didn't believe what this man said now. He was the devil. Can he believe what the devil said
Zhang Feng said: "Of course it's true, I keep my word..."
Although what he just said did not involve his uncle, what he said is enough. He has a huge network of relationships and interest chains, which involves a lot of things. These things are most suitable for senior sister, so that She comes to analyze.
Boss He stood up with difficulty. Why did he care about his injured hand and the life and death of his nephew
"etc… "
Zhang Feng stopped him.