My Pretty Campus Queen-Chapter 691 - 690: Four Hundred Thousand Credited

"Alright, once you’ve reached him and told him your transfer account and password, hand the phone to me." Chen Tianlong said calmly.

He needed to give his account to the bank transfer side, otherwise how would they transfer the money?

A few minutes later, Hao Ren sorted things out and handed the phone to Chen Tianlong. Chen Tianlong took the phone, asked some questions to ensure everything was correct, and then reported his account number.

Putting down the phone, in less than a minute, Chen Tianlong received a bank notification saying a deposit of 400,000 had entered his account.

Chen Tianlong smiled with satisfaction. Hao Ren’s men had quick hands, but then again, when one’s life hangs in the balance, could they dare not to be quick?

"Alright, the money’s received! You can get lost now. If I see you causing trouble here again, it won’t be as simple next time. And regardless if it’s you or not, any trouble here will be your responsibility." Chen Tianlong said to Hao Ren, who was beneath Zhao Lei’s foot.

"..." Hao Ren was speechless, but now that he was underfoot, he had no choice but to accept it.

Zhao Lei then lifted his foot, and Hao Ren patted his backside and stood up, heading towards Lao Guoqiang. "Alright, Qiang, let’s go."

"Hold on!"

Chen Tianlong suddenly called out again, revealing a sly smile, saying, "Hao Ren, you can leave, but Lao Guoqiang, we haven’t settled our account yet, have we?"

"Huh?"

Lao Guoqiang was stunned. He originally thought he would be fine and could leave smoothly once Hao Ren sorted things out.

Unexpectedly, this Chen Tianlong was unwilling to let him go, so he said nervously, "What... what account do we have?"

"Oh? You’re so forgetful? Didn’t you enjoy cursing this morning? Now that you’re in my hands, how can I let you leave so easily?"

Chen Tianlong became increasingly arrogant.

Yes!

This is exactly the effect he wanted, to make these young masters, who thought so highly of themselves, come to understand him, Chen Tianlong, who is not kind but a Crazy Young Master.

"So... what do you want to do?" Lao Guoqiang didn’t want to waste words and asked directly. Anyway, he was already defeated and could only be at others’ mercy.

"Not wanting to do much, do you want your left leg broken or your right leg?" Chen Tianlong said with a cold smile.

"Huh?"

Lao Guoqiang was dumbfounded. He never imagined that this Chen Tianlong was so ruthless, even thinking of breaking his leg, making him regret to the gut.

Why was he here, trying to show off and cause trouble?

Now look what happened, caught by someone, he couldn’t act rashly with an expert sitting in, and now it was impossible to run, but having his leg broken was too much, wasn’t it?

"Don’t be surprised. If you don’t dare to do it yourself, I can help you, but my strike might be a bit heavy. I don’t know if it would break two, or cause a comminuted fracture, then you might need to sit in a wheelchair to learn afterwards."

Chen Tianlong said this lightly, as if joking, but in Lao Guoqiang’s ears, it was so alarming.

"I have nothing against you, why break my leg?"

Lao Guoqiang was a bit dissatisfied at this moment. Although there was a conflict in the morning, it wasn’t necessary to go this far. Being beaten was one thing, but breaking the leg, just the thought of it made his scalp tingle.

"Oh? Then when you were about to hit Uncle Youcai just now, did you consider if he had anything against you?" Chen Tianlong glanced at Lao Guoqiang, seeing that this guy still hadn’t repented, coldly said, "No need to break the leg, but you need to compensate for the chair money, how about it?"

Lao Guoqiang heard Chen Tianlong only mention compensating for a chair, and thought he heard wrong. The table wasn’t worth much, but suddenly felt something was off.

Sure enough, the next moment Chen Tianlong laughed and said, "Boss, how many people can this table sit in a day, roughly how much does one person spend?"

At this moment, Lao Guoqiang realized he was wrong; this Chen Tianlong wasn’t asking for the price of the table, but for the benefit the table brought.

"This, in a day, I have only three tables, so about how many people, I’m not too sure. However, I can sell twenty or thirty servings of oil tea a day, each about twenty yuan."

The boss had no idea what Chen Tianlong was up to, but his actions were for his benefit, so he tried to cooperate with Chen Tianlong as much as possible.

"Oh, alright, let’s calculate by thirty servings, two times three is six, which means six hundred, and how long can you use this table?" Chen Tianlong continued indifferent.

Zhao Lei on one side grasped Chen Tianlong’s intention, while the other two, Lao Guoqiang and Hao Ren, were not stupid; they knew Chen Tianlong was about to rip them off.

At this moment, Lao Guoqiang really felt helpless. Dammit, a moment of whim, smashed someone’s table, now he realized his mistake, it’s going to cost at least hundreds of thousands, otherwise, he’d have his leg broken.

Although a broken leg can be reattached, the pain sent shivers through his body.

"Ah?"

The boss seemed to understand Chen Tianlong’s intention. But as it was for him, he directly said, "Generally, it can last for two years!"

"Two years... oh... let me calculate..."

Chen Tianlong took a deep breath, this data seemed enormous, but still, he turned around to Lao Guoqiang and said, "Alright, I don’t want to calculate anymore, so troublesome, just give fifty thousand, a nice round number."

"Fifty thousand?"

Lao Guoqiang was speechless. Although fifty thousand wasn’t much for him, this Chen Tianlong was really good at extorting money, like an outright robbery, "That’s too much, I don’t have money!"

"No money? Are you sure?" Chen Tianlong smiled coldly, "Then don’t blame me for being rude."

Having said that, Chen Tianlong started to walk over, ready to break one of Lao Guoqiang’s legs with a kick.

Seeing Chen Tianlong slowly approaching, Lao Guoqiang also panicked, hurriedly signaling Hao Ren next to him, but where dared Hao Ren to move, had he dared, he wouldn’t have wasted his forty thousand earlier.

"Chen Tianlong, we’re all schoolmates, you... you can’t act recklessly, what you’re doing is illegal, I’ll sue you for extortion!" Lao Guoqiang had a flash of inspiration and said.

"Oh? Sue me? Thank you for the reminder, I almost forgot. Now, I’m not extorting you, you break your own leg, as for two people fighting, you lost to me, and then I broke your leg, at most I’d be in a detention center for two days, but your leg... tsk tsk..."

Chen Tianlong said, shaking his head regretfully on purpose.

"You...."

Lao Guoqiang was at his wit’s end, thinking of his leg about to be broken by Chen Tianlong, he was filled with panic, gritting his teeth, he made up his mind.

Better to avoid immediate hardship, and after gathering his experts, he’d come back and severely extort Chen Tianlong, making him pay even heavier.

"What do you mean ’you,’ do you want your leg or money?" Chen Tianlong threatened again.