Chapter 1172: I'm a Reasonable Person
ommonplace.This is a luxurious residential area for the wealthy, filled with villas. Ye Bufan found Wang De's house according to the address and pressed the doorbell.The door swung open quickly, and a...Ye Bufan stood up from the sofa and walked over with a smile.
"You… you… don't come any closer."
Murong He suddenly felt a wave of nervousness. Unlike Murong Hai and Murong Tian, he was just an uncultured wastrel.
Although he has cultivated some martial arts, at best he is only at the level of a Xuan-rank warrior and doesn't have much strength. Even his bodyguards are stronger than him.
"Let me tell you, I'm the third son of the Murong family. If you dare to touch me, our Murong family will never let you go..."
At this point, he could only bring up the Murong family in an attempt to intimidate the other party.
To his disappointment, a big slap landed on his face right after he spoke, knocking him to the ground.
Murong He covered his swollen cheek, staring at the young man before him, as if he couldn't believe what was happening.
"You freaking dare to hit me I'm the third master of the Murong family!"
In the past, the Murong family was feared by everyone in the capital. Moreover, they now overshadowed the other three prominent families, becoming the top family in the capital. He never expected to be beaten, which left him feeling incredibly dejected and enraged.
Ye Bufan smirked disdainfully: “So it’s just the Murong family Nothing to be afraid of. I've already dealt with both the eldest and second master, so what difference does one third master make”
"You... you... are actually Ye Bufan"
After figuring out the other person's identity, Murong He was struck dumb with shock.
Just moments ago, he received a call from his second brother, Murong Tian, warning him not to provoke someone named Ye Bufan. Now, here he was, face-to-face with the very person they'd been warned about.
"That's right, it's me." Ye Bufan looked at him playfully, "How about it Are you surprised"
"I..."
Murong He wished he was dead. He'd just wanted to find a little starlet, but how had he ended up entangled with this jinx
"That... Mr. Ye, I think there's been a misunderstanding between us. How about this, I'll let bygones be bygones today, and we just forget about it."
You go on with your concert as usual. I'm leaving now.
After saying that, the guy tried to get up and run, but Ye Bufan kicked him back down with a single kick, then stepped on his chest.
As soon as he uttered these words, the people around him were taken aback. They couldn't have imagined that the third young master of the Murong family would bow his head to this young man.
To everyone's surprise, this young man was incredibly forceful and showed no intention of letting go of Murong He.
"Ye, what are you doing Don't go too far. I've already said I won't hold a grudge against you..." Murong He looked full of indignation. Thinking about himself, the eldest son of the illustrious Murong family, had to lower himself like this, the other party was still relentless.
"Didn't you take your medicine Now that you're in my hands, it's time for you to face the consequences. When was it ever your turn to be in charge"
Ye Bufan glared at him, "Brother, the investment company is mine, Shang Tiantian is an artist under my banner."
You keep running here and disrupting things, threatening my employees, and affecting my concert. Don't you think I should settle the score with you
“That…as long as you let me go, I promise I’ll never do it again…”
A person under someone's eaves has to bow their head. Although Muronghe was humiliated, he could only submit.
Ye Bufan shook his head. "Let's talk about what we have now, the present matters."
So, what do you want to do
Murong He hated him so much that his teeth ached. When the ancestor of his family came out of seclusion, he would definitely dismember this guy into ten thousand pieces. As for those little girls beside him, he must snatch them over and enjoy them himself.
"Don't be afraid, I told you I'm a reasonable person." Ye Bufan patted his cheek. "As long as we settle the accounts and you pay what you owe, I'll let you go."
Hearing that the other party wanted money, Murong He let out a long sigh of relief.
"How much do you want"
"Sure enough, he's the son of the Murong family. He's rich and generous. Don't worry, let's settle this slowly."
Ye Bufan pointed to the loudspeaker that had been kicked to pieces by Murong He just now, and turned his head to look at Gao Baohua, "How much is this thing"
Gao Bao hua hurriedly said, "This is 500 yuan."
He didn't know what the boss meant, so he could only tell the truth.
"Did you hear that This speaker cost 5 million, all of my private property, and you just kicked it to pieces. Shouldn't you pay for it"
"I..."
Murong He almost choked on his blood. Was this person blackmailing him He had just clearly heard 500 yuan, but now it was suddenly 5 million.
He had no courage to retort in this situation, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "5 million it is I'll pay."
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." Ye Bufan smiled slightly and then continued calculating, "What you did has seriously affected the morale of my employees. When their morale is low, it affects the quality of the concert. When the quality is poor, it affects our company's reputation."
And our concert sold out 80,000 tickets, each for $500, totaling $40 million. You are definitely going to have to cover that cost.
Besides, our employees' mental states may take three to five years to recover from your influence. You should also compensate us for this psychological damage...
Our company's reputation has been damaged, which may affect our ability to earn more money and sell more tickets. Naturally, you would also be responsible for compensating...
Ye Bufan's words came pouring out, listing bill after bill. Murong He was stunned, never imagining he had caused so much damage.
"Alright, it's 10 billion and 35.2 million in total. I'm not a stingy person, so just forget about the cents. Give me 10 billion華夏 currency."
Murong He's eyes rolled back, almost fainting. What kind of algorithm is this Even scammers wouldn't be so ruthless!
What exactly did Laozi do The two groups I sent before were both beaten up by you, and in the end, you kicked an audio speaker, and now you want to pay 1 billion yuan.
Although the Murong family is wealthy, they wouldn't go bankrupt this way!
The onlookers couldn't help but chuckle at the result, none of them expected Ye Bufan to calculate such a large amount of loss fee in the end.
However, nobody felt sympathy for the third master of the Murong family. People like him who rely on their family background to act recklessly deserve a lesson and some blood spilled, otherwise they will continue to bully others without fear in the future.
Murong He licked his dry lips, swallowed hard, and said with a pleading expression: "That, Mr. Ye, this money is too much, I really don't have that much."
"No money Well, that's fine. I told you I'm a reasonable person. Since you can't afford that much compensation, then just settle with something else."
Ye Bufan gave Murong He a playful look. "As the third young master of the Murong family, your status is precious, so your price naturally needs to be higher. Two arms, one hundred million yuan each, two arms, two hundred million yuan."
Two legs, one hundred million yuan each, the middle one I'll give you a higher estimate, two hundred million yuan.
Besides, there's your head, valued at 400 million, bringing the total to 1 billion. It'll cover the debt just right.
How about that Seems fair, right
After finishing his words, he gestured to the side, and Rudolph immediately understood, passing him a large broadsword.
"This knife doesn't seem very sharp, but it's okay. I can just put in a little more effort and chop a few more times."
Ye Bufan blew a breath on the blade, then looked at Murong He, "Tell me, how much do you lack Which part of you do I need to cut off"en professional players couldn't hit it this beautifully.As time went on, Jin Zhao and Shangguan Yujiao and the others' mouths gaped wide open, big enough to fit two golf balls each.Ye Bufan's golf cl...