438: C438 Don't Mess with Him

C438 Don't Mess with Him

Cang Lang City was one of the few major martial arts schools in the country. There were countless young people and international friends who came to learn martial arts. As the best martial arts school, Cang Lang Normal University was their first choice.

Han Qiang drove the red Mercedes-Benz C600 on the streets of Cang Lang City. On both sides of the street, there were no skyscrapers like the capital and Magic City. However, the streets were bustling with people. One could often see the rich donkey meat burning outside the shop. There were also many martial arts dojos from different sects.

In this era where the average income of people was less than 400 RMB, a Mercedes-Benz C600 was enough for many people to save up for several lifetimes without eating or drinking. Han Qiang did not want to drive it into the school and let the people around him treat him as a different person.

Han Qiang walked around the school and his gaze suddenly fell on a copy office that was close to being issued. The two stories building of the copy office was more than 200 square meters, and there was a small courtyard behind it that could stop the car.

The Mercedes-Benz C600 slowly stopped at the entrance of the copy office, instantly attracting the attention of many people. However, when they saw Han Qiang wearing clothes that were less than 200 yuan, they all thought of him as a scumbag who rented luxury cars to chase girls. They curled their lips in disgust.

Han Qiang shook his head with a bitter smile. He pushed open the door and walked into the photocopy club. He found that it was very clean inside. The desks, computers, printers, and photocopy machines were arranged neatly and orderly.

A female university student wearing black-rimmed glasses with a few freckles on her face welcomed him with a smile. "Do you need any service?"

Han Qiang smiled and said, "Do you want to exchange our photocopy club?"

The female university student smiled and said, "Yes, if you want to pay, all the equipment and three years of rent will only cost 55,000 yuan."

"So cheap?"

Han Qiang could not help but be stunned.

The rent of the shops around the school was very expensive, and the computers, photocopied machines, and printers in the house were seventy to eighty percent new. It could be sold for fifty to sixty thousand yuan.

He pointed at the stack of copies and the printed graduation thesis and asked curiously, "The shop's business seems to be pretty good, why aren't you doing business?"

The female university student said reluctantly, "The business of this photocopied club is really good. After deducting rent, water and electricity, there is a profit of more than 2,000 dollars per month. However, my partner and I are graduating next year, and the workplace is in the distant south. In addition, some people have their eyes on this place, so they can only sell it at a low price. "

"You are eyeing this place?"

Han Qiang was slightly stunned. In the 1990s, the people who could say that were probably the local ruffians who collected protection fees.

Before he could say anything, the door behind him was kicked open. An arrogant voice came from behind, "Did Shang Xiaoyu think about it? Give me the ten thousand yuan of the shop obediently. Otherwise, you can forget about doing business in the future."

The female university student was so scared that her face turned pale. She looked at Han Qiang's tall and strong appearance. With a trace of hope, she said in a low voice, "If you are afraid, you should leave quickly. These ruffians are very difficult to deal with. If you are not afraid of them, I will give you fifty thousand yuan for the shop. "

The corner of Han Qiang's mouth curled up. He turned around to look, and only then did he know why the female university student was so afraid.

There were more than ten gangsters in silk shirts and black bell-shaped pants at the door. The leader of the hoodlums was a scar-faced man who was more than 1.90 meters tall. His left and right arms were tattooed with the body of an azure dragon. The majestic dragon head was tattooed on his chest. One look and one could tell that he was a big brother who had been through a lot in society.

Han Qiang smiled indifferently, "Friend, I have already bought the shop. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Scarface vigilantly looked at Han Qiang, then looked at the Mercedes-Benz C600 beside him. He frowned and said, "This car is yours?"

Han Qiang smiled and nodded. "In the future, we will all be neighbors. Friend, why don't you give me some face and not cause trouble for the shop."

"F * ck! If you say you don't want to look for trouble, then don't look for trouble. Where do you put our Brother Dao's face?" A gangster pulled out a machete from his waist and said fiercely.

Scarface tilted his head and looked. He saw that the Mercedes-Benz C600 was hung to take pictures of the capital. The number was still very impressive, 56789. He could vaguely guess that he was not an ordinary person. He reached out to stop his subordinate who was about to curse and said in a deep voice, "Since this friend has spoken, we will not come looking for trouble in the future. Farewell. "

The subordinate beside him became anxious when he heard that. "Brother Dao, we've been keeping an eye on this place for a long time. Giving up just like that?"

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?" The scar-faced man glanced at his subordinate and turned around to leave.

Han Qiang saw that he was very nice and said. He smiled and took out a stack of cash from his backpack and handed it over. "Brother Dao and my brothers have worked hard to come here. I can't let you guys leave empty-handed. Take this 5000 yuan."

A little brother behind Scarface rubbed his hands excitedly. "Brother Dao, this guy is driving a luxury car. Once he makes a move, he will get 5,000 yuan. He is definitely a fat sheep. How about we deal with him?"

The other lackeys were also eager to give it a try.

"You guys shut up. Since when is it your turn to speak?"0

Scarface turned around and looked at Han Qiang for a moment. He laughed heartily and said, "We brothers are so temperamental. I can't accept five thousand yuan. Let's leave each other's contact information. We can take care of each other on this street in the future."

Han Qiang smiled and stuffed a business card with his phone number and the money into his hand. "It's so hot. Take it and treat us to some cold beer. Consider it my goodwill."

Brother Dao hesitated for a moment. He took the business card and left him his contact information. He said seriously, "Brother Han Qiang, you are very particular about people. I have made a friend of yours."

"Welcome to our house often." Han Qiang said with a smile.

Saber Five cupped his fists at Han Qiang, turned around, and left with a dozen of his subordinates.

After walking for more than ten meters, his trusted subordinate said in puzzlement, "Brother Dao, that guy gave five thousand yuan just like that. He is definitely a cowardly, rich, and fat sheep. Why not kill him properly?"

Saber Five raised his hand and slapped the back of his head, "Are you f * cking stupid? Have you ever seen Young Master so calm when he sees us? This guy must be either rich or noble, and..."

"And what boss?" The trusted subordinate who was beaten said in surprise and bewilderment.

Sword5 said with a serious face, "This guy gives me an extremely dangerous feeling. It seems that even if we add up, we might not be a match for him. In the future, all of you better keep your eyes on him. Don't provoke him. Otherwise, you won't even know how you die "

The surrounding gangsters had been with him for several years. This was the first time they saw her so serious. They looked at each other and nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

In the photocopy club, Shang Xiaoyu patted her chest with lingering fear. "It's all thanks to the classmate who came out. Otherwise, my store would have been sold at a low price by him. I'll give it to you at the fifty thousand dollars we agreed on just now."

"Okay, wait for me."

Han Qiang turned around and left. He took out the remaining 100,000 yuan from the bank beside him. When he returned to the photocopy club, he found that she had already taken out her business license and the lease contract.

Shang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Student, give me 50,000 yuan. This store is yours!"

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