"It's insignificant to find out that those people are simply insignificant. Anyway, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can do as much as you want, and you can take a step back. Even if you don't do it, the progress of the losses will be insignificant to us!"

The person who came in was deeply trusted by Mr. Bu. Many things were left to the other party to convey and handle. He was calm in his work. Since he said everything was peaceful, he naturally confirmed it repeatedly.

Moreover, this person often speaks directly at the key point, and is good at guessing Mr. Bu’s thoughts, and can always talk about his heart.

"It seems that it's okay, I'm too worried." Mr. Bu nodded and his brows slowly stretched out.

His voice looked as rough as his appearance.

"But during this period, let the people below be more at ease. Never be caught by someone at this time. Don't do some things that can be done or not."

"That's a work that must be done, so be careful. You have to report to you before doing it. If you weigh the pros and cons, you will come to me if you don't know what's right. In short, be careful in everything."

Mr. Bu reminded that although there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart, he was probably too worried as the one who came said.

He had completely ignored everything, and he couldn't find it on his head if he wanted to check it.

Perhaps it is the critical period of the company's rise recently. Several projects in surrounding cities have made him very concerned and have been a little overthinking.

"Yes, before I came, I also warned the people below."

"I will do what you told me, and put the overall situation first!" The visitor responded.

"By the way..." Mr. Bu walked to the window, looked down at the young models playing in the swimming pool downstairs, and asked, "How is the old guy doing there? He should have got the broken shop, right?"

Hearing Mr. Bu’s question, the person who came hesitated and said, “This…”

"What?" Mr. Bu's tone was full of displeasure. He didn't want others to speak hesitantly.

"I encountered a little trouble." A little cold sweat oozed out of the visitor's forehead.

"Say!" Mr. Bu shouted in a low voice, his whole body full of irritability.

Anything related to that person is easy to get irritable.

"Last time was just a threat. Today, according to the plan, he was going to make a spoil. He couldn't do business. If he refused to admit defeat, he would go to smash it once a day."

"But when I went there today, before the people sent over were able to take action, I met someone who deliberately provoked them. The man was very powerful and shook everyone down by one."

"But that person did not reveal his name. The younger brother who secretly stayed to follow him was also dumped by him."

"But I heard from the people who used to analyze the situation on the scene that the man should be just a regular visitor there. When he met them to find fault, he took care of it." The people came here reported it all.

"This old bastard is still as lucky as ever. Every time there is anything good, it will fall on him!" Mr. Bu clenched his fist tightly and hit the glass in front of him, trembling hard on the entire bulletproof glass.

The visitor lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

In fact, it is very easy to get rid of Mr. Yibu's wealth and status today. Not to mention winning a broken store, it is not difficult to take down another company's real estate.

But... Mr. Bu suddenly wanted to attack a self-employed boss who runs a small restaurant alone in an old and broken alley, expressing his intention to make the other party lose everything.

The first thing to take away is naturally the other party’s store.

Although he was a little surprised after hearing this order, Mr. Yibu's current status would have competed with such a small vendor.

But he didn't take it seriously, he just needed to keep asking and his subordinates could do it soon.

But Mr. Bu then put forward various requirements, such as what means cannot be used.

Those methods are shameless conspiracies, they are common tricks to seize other people's real estate projects, and it is even easier to deal with a small shop.

But it is not prohibited to use the most efficient and secure tricks that leave no trace.

According to Mr. Bu's request, there is no other way. He can only grab it openly, just like a street gangster fighting for territory, which is the lowest-end method.

However, since Mr. Bu had asked so much, no matter how weird he was, he could only do it, so he had a few things that happened before.

As for the truth behind it, what made Mr. Bu grit his teeth when he mentioned that person, he felt that he had not asked about it.

"Damn it! I really want to make a fuss and burn all his broken shop, and then make him lose all his savings soon and become penniless!"

"And then, I'm going to his house to chop him up and feed him to the dog with my own hands, and then kill and eat him!!"

Mr. Bu suddenly said viciously, his face was extremely ferocious, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes, which scared the young models who were flirting at him downstairs and fell into the water, choking in chaos.

The subordinate dared not speak and was trembling. He knew Mr. Bu's temper. Since he could speak out, he would definitely do it.

Mr. Bu's cruelty has always been awe-inspiring.

He once forced an opponent who refused to surrender to him and bit his fingers off in one bite, otherwise he would kill his wife and daughter.

The last person, of course, did as he did, and fainted several times in the middle.

But when the other party ate the last finger and cried with his saved wife and daughter, Mr. Bu suddenly took out a gun and shot his wife and children in his arms.

Then, the man who lost his ten fingers, cried and roared with his wife and daughter, and a pistol with a bullet left behind, locked the man in the locked room and left.

Mr. Bu has done a lot of things like this, one more bloody.

But like this, I want to chop someone up with my own hands, feed the dog, and then kill the dog and eat it with my own mouth...

It's really terrifying, and I can't think about it!

That boss, how much hatred does he have with Mr. Bu? He actually made him hate him to this point!

"Forget it, let that old guy be happy for a while, everything is focused on the overall situation."

"Anyway, the agreed time has passed, and I have plenty of time to torture him slowly at any time."

After a while, Mr. Bu, who had gradually calmed down his anger, recovered a little calmer, and said something that his subordinates didn't understand.

"You go down." Mr. Bu waved.

"Yes!" the visitor responded, then turned around and left.

"It's really strange. The boss is obviously a middle-aged man. He should only be a few years older than Mr. Bu. Why does Mr. Bu always call him an old thing?" When he left, the visitor couldn't help but speculate.
Chapter completed!