Chapter 83: Cold ice chair!

Xuhui, Far East International Trade.

In the spacious office,

the sound of crickets was constantly ringing out.

Teasing the thatch in his hand, Zhang Cheng said with great seriousness: "Go, Ao Bai! My bath money for this month depends on you!"

"Brother Cheng, stop yelling, crickets can't possibly understand what you're saying!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with annoyance, Wang Hu hurriedly said: "Bite him, Caesar!"

Just as the two were watching the crickets in the jar fight, Yu Huanshui walked in with a look of bad luck: "No, are you guys this free every day? I'm out there running business alone, and you're here fighting crickets?"

"Ah! My Ao Bai!"

Watching his cricket being chased all over the jar, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but collapse.

"Hehehe, Brother Cheng, I won, I'm really sorry about that!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile, Wang Hu seemed very happy.

"With you like this, you're still the number one Batulu of the Qing Dynasty!"

Picking up the tweezers on the side, Zhang Cheng clamped "Ao Bai" and threw it directly into the water tank next to him.

And just as the swarming fish saw the cricket and swallowed it into their bellies, they immediately swam away happily.

Watching Zhang Cheng's actions, Yu Huanshui on the side said in shock: "No, you're not playing anymore?"

"I plan to get off work and find another one in the grass. This time I'm going to call it Wanyan Aguda! It will definitely be better than Ao Bai!"

Just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, a scream came from the side.

"Ah, my Caesar!"

Watching the cricket jump out of the jar and straight into the water tank, Wang Hu was about to collapse.

"Does it count as surrendering and losing half?"

Watching Wang Hu's cricket choose to commit suicide, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

Looking at Zhang Cheng with annoyance, Yu Huanshui on the side said: "Lauren called me, saying that customs has been checking Far East manufacturing very strictly recently, our things will probably have to take a detour from somewhere else!"

"Brother Cheng, what does this mean?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Wang Hu's face showed a look of confusion.

"What does it mean? Can't you see? The other side of the ocean thinks our products are too good and we're making too much money!"

Rolling his eyes in disdain, Zhang Cheng returned to his boss chair and sat down. Just after he took out his cigar cutter and trimmed it, he immediately used a spray gun to slowly smoke it: "They can't produce it themselves, so they just do all these fancy operations!"

"What should we do now? This shipping price is probably going to rise, right?"

Frowning, Wang Hu also couldn't help but frown.

"Let Lauren contact someone higher up, ask them how much money they want, let them name a price!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng had no reaction.

"What if they open their mouths like a lion?"

Asking Zhang Cheng, Yu Huanshui became solemn.

"Then let them go eat shit!"

Lighting the cigar, Zhang Cheng held it in his hand, exhaling thick fog from his mouth.

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Yu Huanshui couldn't help but feel a chill spread; because this was not something he could accept!

Back then, Zhao Juemin and Wei Guangjun were just getting some steel cables of unknown origin, but now his cousin was even more ruthless, directly planning to "make people"!

"On the other side of the ocean, nothing is lacking, there are plenty of cheap lives!"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Cousin, you really dare to do anything now!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Yu Huanshui couldn't help but cover his face.

"Cousin, I have so many employees behind me, I don't want to be like this either!"

Hearing Yu Huanshui's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain.

You don't take, I don't take, how can the specialist take? You don't enter, I don't enter, how can the higher-ups enter the "ministry"!

"I'll go contact Lauren, but I heard there's a master who is very accurate, why don't you go try?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Yu Huanshui smiled.

"Master? What master?"

Looking at Yu Huanshui in confusion, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be surprised.

"Just this one, Master Wu, you know that famous charity entrepreneur Cheng Jie, right? It was calculated by him!"

[Violence Suppression!]

Taking out a business card, Yu Huanshui explained.

Examining the business card in his hand, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look up, looking at Yu Huanshui with confusion.

Because didn't he know that he only believed in the God of Wealth? And it was the Martial God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming!

"Brother Cheng, why don't we go take a look? That guy Cheng Jie still has some grudges with us!"

Showing an excited look, Wang Hu on the side teased.

After all, he hadn't seen any "master" either!

"Fine, I want to see how this master 'guides' me!"

Speaking with a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.

In a manor outside the suburbs, Zhang Cheng looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but be surprised: "Yo, this master really knows how to find a place!"

But just as Zhang Cheng walked in, he saw someone walking out to meet him.

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Because this person seemed to be that "famous philanthropist".

"Brother Cheng, this guy is Cheng Jie!"

Introducing him to Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu smiled.

"Ah, so this is President Cheng! No wonder he is a talent!"

Pretending to step forward with joy, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

And looking at Zhang Cheng, Cheng Jie was a bit confused at first, but after seeing Wang Hu, he immediately became very unhappy.

Because he had had many conflicts with Wang Hu.

When the entertainment company was first opened, many people recruited by Wang Hu had been trapped by the contract traps of Cheng Jie's company.

In other words, the two sides were not only peers but also enemies!

What kind of philanthropist, this was just packaging done using the media!

"Who are you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Cheng Jie couldn't help but ask.

"I am Zhang Cheng of Far East International Trade, Brother Wang Hu, if you are willing, you can add 'Grandpa' at the end, I don't mind!"

Looking at Cheng Jie with a smile, Zhang Cheng knew that this thing was not a good thing the first time he saw him.

After all, this was a "Zhao Tai" with hair!

"Who the hell are you talking to!"

The angry Cheng Jie roared at Zhang Cheng in front of him.

"Hey hey hey, don't mind, you don't have to call me that!"

Looking at Cheng Jie's appearance, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Are you looking for death?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in front of him, Cheng Jie's violent temper suddenly flared up.

"Wow, are you this lawless? You actually want to kill me!"

Hearing Cheng Jie say this, Zhang Cheng also stepped forward playfully, then looked down at Cheng Jie: "Kill me? Do you have that ability?"

"You damn!"

Clenching his fists, Cheng Jie's eyes became gloomy.

But just then, Cheng Xiaosang, who walked in from the outside, hurriedly pulled Cheng Jie: "Brother, calm down!"

"This is your sister? Why is she so beautiful? Did you get the genes wrong?"

Looking at Cheng Xiaosang curiously, Zhang Cheng was shocked.

"Go to hell!"

Raising his fist to smash at Zhang Cheng, Cheng Jie was completely enraged.

And just the moment he made his move, he saw Zhang Cheng take half a step back and didn't know where he picked up a folding chair and smashed it over.

Looking at the folding chair, let alone Cheng Jie, even Cheng Xiaosang was stunned.

Because where did he get that thing!

"Pa!"

Under the fierce strike, Cheng Jie was immediately sent flying.

Rushing forward, Zhang Cheng looked at Cheng Jie and roared: "You still dare to make a move on me? I damn!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Cheng Jie's last thought at this moment was: Cold ice chair, slapping wildly on the face!

Lu Yuan: Finally someone knows this feeling!

Cheng Jie: Shut the hell up!