Chapter 885 (2/2)

”Draft it? You come out to invite people to dinner. You don't have any fucking money. Tell me?” yelled Huang Mao, staring at beads.

”I brought thousands of dollars. That's not enough...”

”I really fucking took it!” Huang Mao scolded with his teeth, then looked up at Han Chao and asked with a smile: ”brother...”

”Why? Fund raising failed?” Han Chao asked, looking at Huang Mao.

”Almost that...” Huang Mao bared his teeth and replied.

”Don't talk nonsense. If you want your fingers or money, hurry up! I don't have time to wait for you!” Han Chao reluctantly kicked Huang Mao and scolded in silence.

”Brother, can you let me call?”

”Fight quickly...” Han Chao waved his hand impatiently, then walked to the north and South with a machete, stretched out his hand and took out some cigarettes to give them a few points.

On the other side, Huang Mao quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone.

”Hey, Dad, what are you doing?” Huang Mao asked carefully to his mobile phone.

”What's the fucking time? What do you think I'm doing?” a middle-aged man's voice sounded across the phone, with a very irritable tone.

”Dad, something happened to me...” Huang Mao looked at Han Chao and then whispered.

”Accident?” the person across the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said very irritably, ”don't you have an accident every fucking day? Have you had an accident two days a day?”

”Dad, I really had an accident. I let others deduct it. Come and save me quickly with the money. If you don't come, they will cut off one of my fingers...” Huang Mao shouted to the phone in a very worried tone.

The other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, ”who have you detained? Don't you fucking know many people? Who dares to detain you?”

”Dad, we're kidding you. I've been detained by the imperial food man!” yelled Huang Mao at the top of his voice.

”Imperial food? Imperial food!” the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, then shouted at the top of his voice, ”you have nothing to do with imperial food. Do you bother you? Is that where you go? It's a fucking restaurant in the back palace. I'm really convinced. Can you make me less trouble? Why don't you offend those people?”

”Dad, what's the use of telling me now? Now people ask me for 150000. Hurry and find a way to get me out, or they'll really chop my fingers!”

”You really don't bother me at all! You give the phone to the imperial catering people now, and I'll talk to them!” the person opposite the phone shouted with his teeth clenched.

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, then nervously handed his mobile phone to Han Chao. Han Chao was stunned, and then took the phone.

”Hello!” Han Chao said politely. After all, it has nothing to do with his parents.

”Han always? I'm Hou Dali, the one who makes clothes. Do you have any impression that we've had a drink together...” the person across the phone asked with a smile.

Han Chao was stunned when he heard this. Then he simply recalled it in his mind, and then he really thought of a man surnamed Hou. He really did do the clothing business.

”I remember, Mr. Hou, your son made trouble in our hotel and smashed a lot of things. I simply calculated that I would get more than 100000 yuan. Well, I wanted 150000, but for your face, 130000, you can bring the money to pick up people!” Han Chao hung up the phone directly.