Wearing the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 438 Teach me a lesson!

An article "Residents stick to the dilapidated building and refuse to demolish it. Is it a nail house, or is there something else hidden?" "Aroused a lot of attention from the outside world, sparked heated discussions, and even became popular searches.

Yan family.

Snapped!
Yan Xingchao slapped Yan Qingtian hard on the face.

"Nizi! Which residents were you asked to settle down four years ago? Is this how you settled down? Now the demolition is entrusted to you. Is this how you do it?"

"Dad! Stop hitting brother! These reporters are talking nonsense." Yan Qingxue directly grabbed her father.

Yan Xingchao shook off his daughter, and sternly shouted at the servant nearby, "Bring the whip!"

"Dad!" Yan Qingxue trembled when she heard that a whip was about to be used.

The servant quickly brought the whip over.

Yan Xingchao picked up the whip and lashed Yan Qingtian's body fiercely, his clothes were ripped and his skin was torn apart.

"My Yan family is short of your money!"

"Yan's Group's reputation has been ruined because of your greed for petty gains!"

"Where did the things I taught you go to?"

"If you want to do it, do it cleanly! Leave so much mess and handle!"

He said a word and whipped the whip.

He beat his son to the ground and stopped when he couldn't get up.

Seeing that Yan Xingchao stopped fighting, Yan Qingtian endured the pain and wanted to make up for it, "Dad, I'm going to find those demolishers right now, use money to silence those people, and bite the reporter back, calling them nonsense!"

"Nonsense!" Yan Xingchao directly reprimanded, "You go and make up the house to others, and the new demolition households will be able to compensate as much as they want.

Then pull out an apology for the dead ghost!When dismissing, remember to give more money, don't be reluctant to pay such a little money. "

"Let's forget about this matter?" Yan Qingtian was not convinced, those damned reporters.

Yan Xingchao glanced at his son, "I said I was famous in my life, why did I give birth to such a stupid son like you! What kind of existence is Times in Beicheng? You can't destroy this newspaper, and other reporters can stare at you and bite you all the time.

So many reporters can always bite out something in the project, and then it will not be as simple as paying a few houses for a little money.If it doesn't work out, your dad and I will have to go in, and the Yan family will go bankrupt! "

"You should reflect on yourself!"

Yan Xingchao threw down his whip and walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Yan Qingxue ran over to help her brother, "Brother, are you alright!"

"Why are you alright!" Yan Qingtian spit out a mouthful of blood, just now he almost fainted from the pain.

This old man hit really hard.

"Dad is so angry too! Don't take it to heart." Yan Qingxue called the servant to hand over the medicine box.

"Hmph!" Yan Qingtian slammed his fist heavily on the coffee table, the blood on his hand was flowing, and he hated it in his heart.

I can't do it, the reporter who reports, he always wants to vent.

"Qingxue!" Yan Qingtian regretted after smashing the tea table.

pain!
It hurts so much! !

As soon as he exerted force, he not only broke his hand, but also seemed to dislocate the joints of his entire arm.

"Brother, what's the matter? Does it hurt?" Yan Qingxue asked with concern when she saw the cold sweat on his brother's forehead.

"Call my assistant and ask him to find out who reported this. I'm going to give them a lesson."

"Brother, it's not that Dad forbids you to trouble these reporters!"

"I have suffered so much, so naturally I can't let them go, but don't worry, it's just a lesson."

"kindness."

After Yan Qingxue made the phone call, she flipped through her phone and saw the conversation in the sister group, her face darkened instantly.

"Qingxue, is your family going bankrupt?"

"That's right! Such a small amount of money is going to be greedy! It was exposed!"

"We are all little sisters, and I can lend you some money!"

(End of this chapter)