My beautiful CEO fiancee

"Young man, why do you only want one bowl?"

Aunt Yun looked Liu Chengyuan up and down, this guy can't be a poor ghost, right?

Even a bowl of rice noodles?

Liu Chengyuan was a little embarrassed, pretending to be angry and said with a straight face: "I'm not hungry, what are you thinking? I just watch her eat."

Aunt Yun glanced at Liu Chengyuan as if I understood.

Isn’t it popular these days for a couple to share a bowl of rice noodles?

Liu Chengyuan didn't know what Aunt Yun was thinking. At this moment, he and Miao Mengmeng found a table and sat down at random.

Not long after, a bowl of steaming rice noodles was placed in front of Miao Mengmeng.

Miao Mengmeng took the chopsticks, raised her head and asked uncertainly: "Brother Liu, are you really not hungry? Do you want another bowl?"

"Not hungry." Liu Chengyuan smiled slightly, "I recently lost weight."

"Oh?" Miao Mengmeng didn't say anything, she lowered her head and ate her rice noodles.

Liu Chengyuan looked at Miao Mengmeng's satisfied expression when he was eating.

He wanted to cry in his heart, he really wanted to slap himself in the face, what did you say was wrong?Why do you want to invite someone to dinner?

It's all right now, you hired someone, and now you have to watch.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!

When Miao Mengmeng was halfway through eating, she raised her head again and looked at Liu Chengyuan, "Brother Liu, you don't have money, do you?"

"No money?" Liu Chengyuan's eyes widened, "Do you think I look like a person without money?"

Miao Mengmeng nodded cooperatively, Liu Chengyuan was very hurt.

He said with a straight face, "Isn't that face-scanning ATM coming out now? You use my face on the ATM as a card to swipe, and a stack of red bills will pop up when you swipe it, don't you believe it?"

"No money? How is it possible? I'm always a face-scratcher."

Liu Chengyuan said narcissistically, the more he talked, the more bitter he felt, if it was before, maybe he could really brush his face.

But now that my card is frozen, even if I take this face to the ATM to identify it, I can't spit out half of it.

Miao Mengmeng covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother Liu, you are so narcissistic!"

Damn, am I narcissistic?Am I narcissistic?Look at how this brat talks?

I'm called self-confidence, understand?

Liu Chengyuan vomited blood depressedly, and stopped talking sullenly.

And at this moment, a group of people came menacingly from the rain curtain, and all of them carried three-foot-long steel pipes on their shoulders.

They have ruffian faces.

The leader was a curly hair, and he slapped the steel pipe directly on the table.

"Li Xiaoyun, you fucking come out to me!"

Needless to say, Li Xiaoyun is Aunt Yun in Miao Mengmeng's mouth.

Li Xiaoyun heard a burst of yelling from outside the house, and was terrified all over, and walked out of the house.

Looking at the seven or eight people on the opposite side, I was suddenly a little angry, "Why are you a few stinky hooligans making enough trouble?"

The curly hair was very unhappy, so he stood directly on the dining table, pointed at Li Xiaoyun with a steel pipe, and cursed angrily: "Li Xiaoyun, my brothers have warned you that the site here will be remodeled soon, if you don't Let’s move it away, let’s dismantle it, there’s no such thing today.”

"Impossible! Why is there a subsidy for the demolition? You don't pay a cent, and you want us to demolish it? What do you mean?"

Li Xiaoyun trembled with anger, his face flushed.

These people have been here many times, and every time they came, it was for the demolition.

In fact, she, Li Xiaoyun, is not a so-called nail household, it's just that these people are too bullying, and there should be subsidies for demolition, but this group of people just don't get anything out of it.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyun didn't cooperate, Curly jumped off the table instantly, "We also take people's money and do things for others. If you don't move away, the brothers will have a hard time, and we will have a hard time, so don't think about it. At that time, not to mention receiving subsidies, it is considered good to be able to save one’s life.”

The few punks beside him couldn't bear it anymore, and they all opened their mouths.

"Brother Curly, why are you talking nonsense with her? If she doesn't move away, we'll smash it."

"Bitch, don't be ashamed of yourself."

Li Xiaoyun's complexion changed drastically, these people were menacing.

Moreover, he is a master who is not afraid of things. If he really messed up today, who would he ask for reasoning?

"If you dare to move around again, I will call the police now!"

Li Xiaoyun was so frightened that he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, as if if you really came over, I would really call the police.

Curly laughed loudly, "Call the police? Li Xiaoyun, I didn't blame you, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Do you know who the developer here is? That's Qingshui Group, you know Qingshui Group? It's just a police station When the director sees our boss, he will call his brother, come on, why don't you call the police?"

"I said you people are really annoying. I know you like square dancing, but don't you guys bring them here to dance square dancing in this rainy day. Why don't you go home and wash up and sleep?"

A sudden voice sounded.

In an instant, all eyes were on Liu Chengyuan.

Liu Chengyuan was smoking a cigarette leisurely and contentedly at this time, Curly felt that his position was threatened, and walked up to Liu Chengyuan while twisting the steel pipe.

"Brat, were you talking just now?"

Liu Chengyuan exhaled a puff of smoke, which slapped Curly's face directly, "Don't you have ears yourself?"

Curly was irritated.

How dare this brat breathe smoke into his face?

So, he twisted the steel pipe and threw it at Liu Chengyuan's head.

Click!

But in the next moment, Curly was surprised, the steel pipe was clamped tightly by a pair of big hands, it was naturally Liu Chengyuan's hands!

He wanted to snatch the steel pipe from Liu Chengyuan's hand, but found that no matter how he tried to pull it out, he couldn't pull it out.

Liu Chengyuan curled his lips, "Didn't you eat? Just this little strength?"

Curly wants to cry, really wants to cry.

I've already used all my breastfeeding strength, okay?Who knows what kind of freak you are?

"With this little strength, you still want to come out and learn from others' underworld? I advise you to go back to the furnace and rebuild."

Curly gritted his teeth tightly, "Stinky boy, don't be arrogant, there are a lot of people behind me!"

"Do you know what you guys look like?" Liu Chengyuan pointed to the group of people behind him.

"like what?"

"I feel like you guys were pulled out for a walk."

Liu Chengyuan let go of the hand holding the steel pipe, and Curly was able to escape. His body stepped back, his eyes full of fear.

Curly yelled at the guys next to him, "Why are you so dumbfounded? Go up and beat me up."

After finishing speaking, he kicked a guy's ass nearby.

Speaking of this, those people rushed towards Liu Chengyuan one after another.

Liu Chengyuan pretended to be shocked, made a gesture, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Curly said disdainfully, "Then we will allow you to make a call, I want to see who you can call!"

Liu Chengyuan took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call when a number came in.

That's Vulture's number.

Liu Chengyuan smiled slightly and picked it up, "Vulture, are you here?"

"Boss, when He Lang notified me, I was still in Serengeti. What's the matter with you summoning us in such a hurry?"

On the other side of the phone, Vulture's dissatisfied voice came.

Liu Chengyuan smiled slightly: "I'll talk about this matter later, I'm in some trouble here now, please come and help."

"Damn, trouble? Who is so blind, dare to provoke our boss, boss, tell me, where are you now?" Hearing this, the vulture roared directly.

Liu Chengyuan covered the receiver and asked Miao Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, where is this place?"

"No. 28 Xu Road."

Liu Chengyuan picked up his phone again, "No. 28 Xu Road."

"Okay, let's go there right away, boss, do you want to bring a submachine gun? I still need grenades or something. Originally, that fellow Edson said he would give it pocket missiles, but it is said that you didn't want it, boss."

Liu Chengyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

These guys are really not fuel-efficient lamps. You say you have rows of submachine guns, how can you make people live.

Moreover, they are a simple bastard.

However, Liu Chengyuan thought for a while and said: "Do whatever you want?"

"Okay, Boss, we know."

After speaking, Vulture hung up the phone.

The contempt on Curly's face: "How is it, the call is ready?"

"It's done, my brothers will come later." Liu Chengyuan nodded and grinned.

Curly snorted coldly, and said two words to Liu Chengyuan in his heart: pretend to be aggressive!

Li Xiaoyun was also worried, "Young man, you can't fight against these people, you better take Mengmeng away, and the two of you can live a good life."

"Aunt Yun, don't worry? I will make them kneel down and apologize to you later."

Seeing Liu Chengyuan's confident face, Li Xiaoyun couldn't say anything, so he sighed.

After about ten minutes, the strong headlights of the car broke through the rain curtain.

Then, with a sound of "Zi", the car stopped directly in front of the bridge rice noodle tent.

The car door was opened, and everyone got out of the car, all holding Type 79 submachine guns in their hands!

And the driver who was driving them was about to break out in a cold sweat.

This is really loaded with terrorists!

When they got out of the car, the drivers turned around and left without saying a word.

The leader was Jameson, Vulture, and He Lang. Behind them were about a dozen people, all of whom were armed with miniature submachine guns.

Seeing them approaching aggressively, Liu Chengyuan was about to curse, can you restrain yourself a bit?

When those guys saw Liu Chengyuan, they all stood up straight, ignoring the raindrops hitting their shoulders, and shouted in unison: "Boss!"

When the people with the curly hair saw these people, they were too scared to breathe.

What the hell are you fighting?

Not to mention that there are only seven or eight people here, even if there are a hundred people, they can't stand up to ten miniature submachine guns!

However, at this moment, Vulture continued to say: "Boss, there are still [-] grenade squads behind, assemble immediately."