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"Sit, Mr. Zhang." Jin Qingyuan squinted his eyes and smiled.

Although Dean Zhang hated this person, he still controlled his emotions and sat steadily on the sofa next to him.

Qin Lang sat down next to the old dean without hesitation.

Soon someone served tea and served fruit plates. After the man went out and closed the door, Jin Qingyuan, who was crossing his legs, looked at Dean Zhang, and a trace of contempt flashed, and his eyes fell on Qin Lang.

"This young man is Qin Lang, right?" Jin Qingyuan laughed.

"It's me, it seems that Zhu Biao has fought with you." Qin Lang said calmly.

Jin Qingyuan made a fuck and secretly amazes Qin Lang's calmness and steadiness.

"Just say anything if you have something to do." At this time, President Zhang asked directly, and he didn't even call Jin Qingyuan.

It’s not that the old dean is rude, but that the person in front of him who always likes to talk with squint eyes, hides his knife in his smile and does all the bad things.

"Since Mr. Zhang is so direct, I might as well speak straight to the point," Jin Qingyuan said slowly: "Since Mr. Zhang was released from prison, he has petitioned at least ten times in order to accuse me, Mr. Jin. Although Mr. Jin has a clear conscience, it will inevitably affect his work. So this time, Mr. Zhang is invited to reach a settlement with you. I hope Mr. Zhang will not petition in the future."

"It turns out that this is the purpose of inviting me to come." Dean Zhang laughed.

Qin Lang thought for a moment and understood the real reason why Jin Qingyuan suddenly showed weakness and proposed a reconciliation.

Qin Lang, who already had plans in his heart, really wanted to play with this despicable and shameless villain.

So, Qin Lang looked at Jin Qingyuan and said calmly: "I don't know what conditions are you going to take out in order to get us to agree to the reconciliation, let's talk about it."

Facing Qin Lang's cold look, as if he was eating himself tightly, Jin Qingyuan snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that he would calm you down first and that you would have something to see in the future.

"Twenty-hundred thousand." Jin Qingyuan owed his body, and flicked the best hibiscus king in his hand into the ashtray in front of him. He retracted his body, took a puff of the cigarette, and said while vomiting smoke.

After saying that, Jin Qingyuan looked at Zhang Xiaoping with his eyes slanted, thinking that this price should satisfy you.

Zhang Xiaoping didn't say anything. He knew Qin Lang had a solution, so he planned to let Qin Lang come to Jin Qingyuan talk.

Qin Lang showed a surprised expression and said exaggeratedly: "Boss Jin is so generous, will he give us 200,000 at once?"

Jin Qingyuan shook his head and thought to himself that he just saw it correctly. Old Man Zhang was so violent that he could solve the problem with money in the end.

On his lips, Jin Qingyuan also said proudly: "It's just 200,000, not worth mentioning."

Qin Lang smashed his mouth and said, "But for us, 200,000 is indeed a lot."

With his eyes raised, Qin Lang smiled and said to Jin Qingyuan: "Boss Jin is guilty and wants to use this money to block the two of us, right?"

"No, this is just to show my sincerity in reconciliation, small money." Jin Qingyuan's mouth twitched for a moment, and naturally refused to admit that he was indeed guilty, so he proposed a reconciliation.

Qin Lang turned around and said to Dean Zhang: "Old Dean, people say 200,000 is a small amount of money. It just so happens that the nursing home needs money to buy equipment to make the elderly live a better life. Why don't we ask them for more, right?"

As soon as Jin Qingyuan heard this, he knew that something was going to be bad.

Zhang Xiaoping followed Qin Lang's words and nodded and said, "Okay."

Qin Lang turned around and looked at Jin Qingyuan and said, "I have discussed with the old dean. Since Boss Jin doesn't care about a little money, then we should be greedy. Boss Jin, give us 20 million, and the settlement will be reached."

Jin Qingyuan's face turned pale with anger!

It turned out that Qin Lang was just playing with him from beginning to end!

He only has 20 million words. Isn’t this treating him as a sucker?

Restraining his anger, Jin Qingyuan said with a slight smile: "Qin Lang, you are really good at joking."

Qin Lang said seriously: "I'm not kidding, the price is 20 million."

"You are really planning to ask for so much!" Jin Qingyuan finally sneered, "Do you think I will pay so much money?"

Qin Lang asked back: "Then do you think hundreds of thousands can make us agree to a settlement?"

Jin Qingyuan said angrily: "Did you never think about reconciliation?"

Qin Lang clapped his hands and laughed: "Haha, Boss Jin is so smart, you can see that."

It was obviously a sarcastic word. When Jin Qingyuan heard it, he was so angry that his veins appeared on his neck. He slapped the top Furong King into the ashtray and said angrily: "You are teasing me, are you?"

Qin Lang spread his hands: "That's not the case. Just take out 20 million."

"Hmph, what a lion spoke! Don't think I'm afraid of you!" Jin Qingyuan slapped the table and was angry.

Qin Lang took Jin Qingyuan's weakness and said calmly: "Okay, then you can also not talk about it."

Jin Qingyuan was forced to this point and finally said, "Qin Lang, I know where you are confident in challenging me. Yes, you have some guānxi in your hands, but don't forget that your guānxi can only let you deal with Zhu Biao. If you want to use it to hold me back, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

Qin Lang shook his head and smiled, "If Boss Jin is not afraid of my guānxi, why would he talk about reconciliation?"

Qin Lang looked like "You have a ghost in your heart, so you don't have enough confidence."

"I'll give you two face before I proposed a reconciliation. Don't be too arrogant!" Jin Qingyuan was so dark that he looked at the bottom of the pot.

Although he asked Old Man Zhang to come here, in addition to reconciliation, he also made other preparations, but he did not expect that when he came up, he was not possessing the power of the zhudong, but was teased by Qin Lang, and Jin Qingyuan was already in anger.

"Twenty million, one son cannot be missed! The conditions are clear and the negotiations cannot be reached!" Qin Lang also raised his voice.

He didn't believe that Jin Qingyuan tried his best to invite Dean Zhang here. It was really for the sake of reconciliation. Jin Qingyuan must have other means. Anyway, it was enough to play with Jin Qingyuan, so he simply opened the skylight and said something!

"If you pull it down, I'm afraid of you!" Jin Qingyuan turned his back, stood up from the sofa, came to the desk, and slapped his palm on a small button in the upper left corner of the table.

"Why, it's so soft, are you ready to be hard?" Qin Lang sat still and sneered.

Jin Qingyuan smiled grimly and said, "You are ungrateful! You don't want 200,000 yuan, so you can't even get a penny!"

The door was pushed open and an extremely burly man came in.

The man was wearing jeans and a black vest. He was big and muscular. His eyes were full of rebelliousness. Even though he only appeared at the door, Qin Lang felt the ostentatious and zixin momentum.

Haowuyi asked, this strong man, who is 1.9 meters tall, must have extraordinary skills.

"Mountina, close the door." Seeing this man appear, Jin Qingyuan suddenly became confident and ordered the door to close. It seemed that he did not intend to let Qin Lang and the old dean walk out of the door easily.

"Qin Lang, Zhang Laogui, this is what you asked for. Today I will let you peel off even if you don't die!" Jin Qingyuan sat carelessly on the boss's chair, resting his legs on the table, pointing at Qin Lang and Dean Zhang, extremely arrogant.

"You only called one thug, do you think it's enough?" Qin Lang looked at the thug called the mourning pai with interest, his expression not solemn at all, as if this person did not exist in his eyes.

Kim Qingyuan laughed loudly, still looking very arrogant and arrogant.

"Qin Lang, do you really think you can be Zhu Biao and the others, even if they are invincible?" Jin Qingyuan pointed to Sang Ding and said, "Just him, you can twist your head off in half a minute and kick it as a ball! Do you think you are amazing, compared with him, you are not enough to watch!"

"It's not good to brag about the cowhide." Qin Lang was still sitting on the sofa, looking leisurely.

Jin Qingyuan wanted to give Qin Lang and Zhang Xiaoping a warning, and sneered: "A underground black boxing ring in the provincial capital has won fifty games in a row. Forty-five duishou broke at least three bones by his fists. Two duishou became vegetatives and have not woken up yet. Three duishou was beaten to death by him. Do you think Sang Ding is strong?"

When President Zhang heard Jin Qingyuan's introduction, he glanced at the arbitrary mourning nai. When his eyes returned to Qin Lang, he couldn't help but feel full of worries.

"Boss, you missed a little. Of the forty-five injured duishou, eight of them were seriously injured and died." Sang Ding, who had not spoken, suddenly said, as if the one who died in his hands was not a living life, but an ant.

"Well, as you say that, you really have some strength." Qin Lang nodded.

Sang Ding opened his ugly mouth and looked down on Qin Lang very much. He said sarcastically: "Boy, you don't have a few taels of flesh on you. Your strength is really bad. Even the fifty duishous that I defeated are many times stronger than you."

"Did you hear it?" Jin Qingyuan laughed.

Qin Lang blinked at Jin Qingyuan and said, "It seems that you are planning to rely on this place as your own territory, and are you planning to attack me and Dean Zhang?"

"What do you think? Don't blame me for not giving it to Guo, you jihui. It's because you don't know how to cherish it, just wait for you to be beaten." Jin Qingyuan mocked.

The mourning pai was about to take action, Qin Lang suddenly stood up and raised his hand: "Slow down!"

Jin Qingyuan calmly signaled Mori Ding to stop first, and looked at Qin Lang jokingly: "Haha, do you know you're scared? Do you want to beg for mercy?"

Qin Lang shook his head and said seriously: "I will give you one last time. Should we give you 20 million, and we will reconcile with each other, or will we be obsessed with it, resist stubbornly, and wait for me to beat you?"

"My grass!" Jin Qingyuan cursed badly, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"It seems you are planning to go all the way to the dark," Qin Lang sighed, then turned his head and said to Zhang Xiaoping: "Old Dean, you have seen it too. I have given this guy jihui. Then he can't blame me for being beaten."

Jin Qingyuan was so angry that his mouth was crooked! I felt that Qin Lang had snatched his lines!

It was clearly that he had an absolute advantage. He only needed the underground black boxing champion Sang Ding to defeat Qin Lang by taking action. How could he become Qin Lang and seem to be able to defeat him?

"Boy, you still dare to stubbornly talk to me when you die. Mourning, go ahead!" Jin Qingyuan said furiously.

Bang bang bang bang!

The mourning pai stepped on the solid wood floor and made a dull sound, approaching Qin Lang with malicious intentions.

"I have one hand to deal with a boy like you. Boy, just lie down for me!"

Moritae grinned and shouted arrogantly.

call!

His palm, like a bear's paw, slapped Qin Lang's head, causing a strong wind to sound, and his palm seemed to be able to slap all human bones into pieces.

Jin Qingyuan snorted heavily in his nostrils, held his hands in front of his chest, and laughed, "I still want to fight with me? Humph!"

He was waiting for the Sang Ding to fly over and knock Qin Lang away.

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