Chapter 1201 Surrender

That speed is as fast as a pulverizer!

The chefs in the back kitchen are almost crazy...

Before Phelps could speak, the manager ran in and said bitterly, "Mr. Phelps, the price of the plate has also increased."

Phelps said angrily: "Increase the price, increase the price, it's a bunch of vampires! Don't use a plate, use a basin for me! Buy a basin, buy a big basin!"

The manager went out in despair...

Not long after, all the basins were brought in. It seemed that they were the kind used for laundry. A bowl of vegetables was placed on the table, and Phelps had the urge to faint. In his eyes, this was no longer money, but a bankruptcy notice!

Another day passed, and Phelps looked at the horrific expense record, couldn't take it anymore, and said bitterly to the other party: "Master, I am willing to compensate, no matter how much money, as long as you tell me the amount, I will pay you immediately." Pass it on to you! Also, this is the public apology letter I just wrote, and I admit that I have obtained the formula by intimidating Doctor Huaxia."

Fangzheng looked at the banknotes Phelps put in front of him, shook his head, and said, "It's meal time, don't talk about business, just talk about romance."

Plop!

Phelps knelt down and shouted, "Master, please, let's talk."

The red boy looked at Phelps on the ground, and said, "Not sincere enough."

When Phelps heard this, he burst into tears: "Am I not sincere enough? I am already like this...how can I be sincere?"

Fangzheng said: "Jingxin, eat your food."

Red Boy let out an oh, and continued to eat.

Seeing this, Phelps knew that he probably hadn't gotten to the point yet.

Phelps thought for a while, and dialed Ertai's phone: "Big cousin, are you going to quit?"

Ertai said: "What are you talking about? What quit? I haven't participated in anything. I'm just a libertine. I'm blowing the sea breeze in Hawaii. Do you want to come over?"

When Phelps heard it, his eyes were red, and he roared on the spot: "Blow the sea breeze? Blow your mother's sea breeze! Ertai, let me tell you, if you don't give me an explanation, I will tell the master everything about us." I said it! When the time comes, we will be unlucky and unlucky together!"

When Ai Ertai heard this, he hurriedly said: "Dear cousin, since this is the case, then I will tell you straight. This monk is not to be offended, so let's get rid of the relationship as soon as possible. Whatever he wants, you will give him. If you can’t afford it, just throw out the people above, don’t some unscrupulous businessmen in country M and other countries always want the formula, don’t they have some tricks behind them? Wouldn’t it be over if you sold them together?”

Phelps said, "Is that okay?"

Ertai said: "I have investigated Abbot Fangzheng, how can I put it... this is a good person. A good person will not really force you to death, but if you are stubborn, it is still possible to be forced to die. So I mean, let's be honest..."

After Ertai finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Now, Ertai no longer expects the position of the head of the Rosius family. He just wants to stay away from that monk. He knew everything about the family, but after knowing it, he didn't plan to go back, but chose to hide. At least, live a peaceful life by myself for a few days...

After hearing what Altai said, Phelps came to Fangzheng again, and said sincerely: "Master, I know I was wrong. What I said before still counts, and I will put all our plans on the table All the people who support us openly and secretly, and all kinds of evidence will be handed over. Master, please let me go..."

When Fangzheng heard this, he patted Red Boy on the head and said, "Okay, don't eat it, it's not easy to digest if you eat too much."

Phelps just rolled his eyes? Difficult to digest? This guy has been eating for more than half a month, and he hasn't gone to the toilet! If there is a digestive problem, it would have been exhausted long ago! But Phelps knew that the opportunity to negotiate had finally come, and he must not miss this good opportunity!

So Phelps looked at Fang Zheng expectantly, waiting for Fang Zheng to speak.

Fangzheng got up slowly and said: "The poor monk is full, so I will leave first. If there is anything you want to talk about, the poor monk is an outsider, so it is not good to interfere with these things. Thank you for the hospitality of the benefactor, and the poor monk will leave."

After finishing speaking, Fang Zheng waved, and Hong Haier immediately jumped off the chair, waved to Phelps, and followed Fang Zheng.

Phelps froze in place, is this the end? Just leave without asking for anything? A look of struggle flashed in his eyes, is it repudiation? still?

Looking at the vegetable bowl in front of him, Phelps shook his head decisively, gave up the idea of ​​reneging on debts, calculated his own capital, and then went out bitterly.

At the gate, the red boy asked Fangzheng puzzledly: "Master, just let him go like this? We don't make some conditions? If he doesn't agree, I can make him go bankrupt!"

Fangzheng shook his head and said: "The poor monk just let him know that he was wrong. As for the rest, leave it to the experts. You don't have that much time to be a teacher..."

Hong Haier was dumbfounded... But think about Fang Zheng's lazy appearance, let him go and argue with a businessman? It is estimated that Fangzheng must be one hundred and twenty unhappy.

In fact, there was one more thing that Fang Zheng didn't say. Fang Zheng's foresight wasn't big enough. If he really asked him to talk about it, he thought it was a lion's mouth. Maybe it was just a drop in the bucket for Phelps. This is like a beggar looking at the emperor. In the eyes of a beggar, eating meat buns is the happiest thing. His lifelong wish is to eat meat buns every now and then. So the emperor he thought must be eating meat buns every day.

If a beggar is asked to make a condition, it may be a truckload of meat buns instead of real money, or a finger pointing at a country or something.