Chapter 289: Smash

Looking at the ring under my feet that had been completely deformed by Beishao, tears could not be stopped.

Zhang Xuan looked at the future like this, and he wanted to comfort him a few words and tell the future that such a scum is not worthy of her affection, but Zhang Xuan also knew that no matter how much he comforted him, it would be useless.

Almost no woman has ever met a scumbag or two when she was ignorant. Some things will only be understood after they have experienced them slowly.

"Okay." Bei Hao's wife said impatiently, "Put your pitiful look. I don't know what my husband has played with you. This is 20,000 yuan, which is a compensation for you. Don't harass my husband again in the future, understand?"

Bei Hao's wife waved her hand, and a strong man in suit next to her took out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills and placed them on the table in front of her.

Bei Dao's wife continued, "Don't you just want money? Now I'm giving you the money and am satisfied?"

In the future, he grabbed 20,000 yuan from the table, scoop his wife and smashed it over, "Who wants your money!"

There were 200 bills of 100 yuan, sprinkled all over the sky.

"Tsk tsk, I'm really strong. I hope that after I leave, someone will lie on the ground and pick up the money like a dog." Bei Hao's wife smiled disdainfully, turned around and walked out of the box.

Bei Hao quickly followed, but didn't even look at the future.

Huang Cheng shook his head and looked at the future, "Beauty, I'll tell you the truth. You really want money. I'll give it to you for 100,000 yuan. I'll sleep with me for one night, how about it?"

Huang Cheng's eyes were filled with a strong possessiveness and looked at the future from head to toe.

Zhang Xuan pinched his fists and looked at Huang Cheng with a bad expression, "Boy, get out of here immediately before I broke your legs!"

Huang Cheng looked at the muscles on Zhang Xuan's arm and glanced at his mouth, "What's the point? I want to set up a archway as a bitch?"

Bei Dao followed his wife out of the Golden Lion Hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I found a noise in front of the hotel.

"Damn, who is this family? Such a big deal, I'll give McLaren p1?"

"It's not just a McLaren. Did you see that property certificate? 310 square meters, 110 thousand yuan per square meter!"

"And that watch is 8 million yuan a piece."

"Which young man is chasing a girl? That girl is a little too happy, right?"

"What girl, look carefully. The hand shows that it is a man's watch! It's given to the man by a woman!"

"Damn, so awesome!"

"I'm so envious. I won't have to struggle for several lifetimes."

"I envy you a hammer. If an ugly woman like a pig gives you these, would you like?"

"I'm willing, why don't I?"

Flashes of noise came into Beilao's ears. Beilao looked at the dazzling expensive gifts in front of him, and felt envious.

It’s really angering for people to compare with others. I found a rich woman and gave herself tens of thousands of yuan a month, which made me suffer all the anger. Looking at others, I gave me more than 50 million yuan in this gift. I would be able to meet such a financial backer.

Bethao was thinking about it when he saw a middle-aged man standing next to the McLaren, wearing a black suit and white gloves walking towards him.

The middle-aged man held a photo in his hand and respectfully asked: "Is it Mr. Beilaobei?"

"It's me, are you?" Bei Hao was a little confused by the other party.

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded, "Mr. Bei, these things are all gifts for you."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of asking for help from the McLaren P1, and at the same time spread out the real estate certificate worth 30 million, and the watch worth 8 million was also placed on the real estate certificate.

The middle-aged man's words and behavior made Beilao stunned, "These... were given to me?"

Bei Hao subconsciously looked at his wife.

The woman with heavy makeup was also full of doubts.

The people watching at the entrance of the hotel were all looking at Bei Hao enviously. This kid is so lucky.

Bei swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief: "This... is really for me? Are you shooting a variety show, right?"

"Of course not." The middle-aged man smiled politely, "These are all given to Mr. Bei, without any jokes!"

"This!" Bei Hao felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. Although he didn't know who gave these things, it didn't matter. As long as these things were really his own, even if he let him sleep with the sow, he would be willing.

Bei Hao stretched out his hands and was about to take the car keys and property certificate from the middle-aged man when a voice rang out at the door of the hotel.

"No need to give him these!"

Seeing that Bei Yao had grabbed the property certificate and car keys, the middle-aged man stopped and took everything back. The thing worth 50 million was put into his hands and was taken back. The strong sense of gap made Bei Yao feel like he was about to go crazy.

Bei Hao turned around and looked, and saw Wei and Zhang Xuan coming out of the hotel door.

"Miss!" The middle-aged man in a suit immediately bent down respectfully to say hello when he saw the future.

"Take these things away, don't give them to him." The future faced coldly.

"Miss..." The middle-aged man showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, "According to your opinion, this car has the name of Mr. Bei Jiao written on it."

"Write his name?" Wei Wei glanced at Bei Hao, and was filled with disgust in Future's eyes. He saw Wei casually take out a chair from the hotel, strode to the McLaren P1, and smashed the chair in his hand hard towards the body of the car.

A "bang" sounded, and the onlookers subconsciously closed their eyes.

A car worth tens of millions was smashed like this?

Future looked at this car coldly, "Smash!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and picked up the chair that Future had just thrown out, and smashed it hard on the body of the car.

Onlookers saw with their own eyes that this luxury car worth tens of millions was smashed to pieces and was bumpy.

After the smash, the middle-aged man ran aside again, drove a limited edition extended Rolls-Royce and pushed hard against the McLaren P1.

After this, the whole car was completely scrapped.

This scene made Bei Hao's face turn blue.

He really didn't expect that there would be such financial resources in the future.

Now Beilao wants to hammer himself to death. Such a top-notch woman will give up and choose the yellow-faced woman around her?

The onlookers couldn't help but say, "Damn, this guy can do it. Such a beautiful girl doesn't want to chase her. She has backbone!"

"Who said no? If it were me, don't say that this girl is so rich, even if she doesn't have money, I will take care of her as a treasure!"
Chapter completed!