Tyrant Son-in-law

The stevedores swallowed their saliva. The money was about a month's salary for them.    

Although the unarmed man loved money, he wasn't stupid. If Hu Yiming was very good at playing cards, then no matter how much money Hu Yiming had, what could he do? At that time, not only would they not get a single cent, they would even have to compensate him.    

Just as the bare-chested man was hesitating, Hu Yiming skillfully picked up his poker cards. The poker cards on his phone were like magic, dazzling.    

Hu Yiming asked them what they wanted to play. A man with tattoos told them a way to play, so Hu Yiming nodded and gave the card to the man to shuffle it.    

Since it had already begun, it was impossible for the unarmed man to retreat. He could only grit his teeth and grit his teeth. After all, there were so many colleagues watching him.    

However, after one round, the unarmed man's expression improved a lot because Hu Yiming lost and lost miserably. He lost all the money on the table.    

"Haha, brother, your card skill is so trashy, and it's done just like that." The tattooed man laughed out loud.    

Hu Yiming didn't get angry. He turned around and borrowed another sum of money from Liu Feng, and without saying anything, Liu Feng gave it to him.    

Due to Liu Feng's high status in the company, the trucker really didn't know him. He just felt like he looked a little familiar.    

"Bro, you're still playing?" The tattooed man asked.    

"Play, why don't you want to play?" Hu Yiming smirked as a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.    

The mood of the trailers wasn't as good as before, because no matter what cards Hu Yiming had, they would always be the ones to lose.    

In the beginning, he had only lost a small amount of money, but the more he lost, the more money he lost.    

The gamblers all had the same thought. They might not keep playing when they won, but when they lost, they would always feel that they could turn around at the next sentence and play non-stop. In the end, they would lose to nothing.    

"F * ck, did you screw up?" The unarmed man directly kicked over the table and looked at Hu Yiming with bloodshot eyes.    

"If you can't match up, just say so." Hu Yiming snorted and said, "How ridiculous."    

"What the fuck are you locking up for?" The unarmed man disregarded the persuasion of the crowd and wanted to teach Hu Yiming a lesson. However, before he could get close to Hu Yiming, he was kicked to the ground by Hu Yiming.    

The bare-chested man felt as if all his internal organs had shifted places.    

"Did you remember how much money Liu Feng owes me this time?"    

"The CEO has already written it down. Almost everyone owes you two hundred thousand." Liu Feng said lightly.    

The delivery man's face instantly turned pale, but the thing that scared them the most was the CEO Liu Feng. It couldn't be what they thought.    

"The promissory notes you guys had on the cardboard box are still here. I don't think you guys will go back on your words." Hu Yiming said lightly.    

"You did it on purpose, you intentionally scammed us for money." The bare-chested man lying on the ground gritted his teeth as he spoke.    

Hu Yiming smiled: "When you are working, gather people to gamble. Did you not put me, the chairman, in your eyes?"    

When they heard Hu Yiming admit that he was the chairman, everyone's expression changed again and again. Although they stopped water and wanted a new CEO, they didn't expect this CEO to come to their warehouse!    

"I'll give you a chance now." Hu Yiming said lightly.    

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard that. Even the bare-chested man lying on the ground could not help but raise his head.    

Although their company wasn't low, it would be painful for them to take out 200,000 yuan. Most importantly, they didn't know how to explain it to their families.    

"As long as you work hard in the future and don't gamble while you're at work, the promissory notes you write will not count. What do you think?"    

"I promise." The moment Hu Yiming finished his sentence, the tattooed man was the first to shout out his assent, followed by a few other people.    

"But, if you want to gamble again, you have to compensate me with ten times the amount of money. It's only two million. What do you think?"    

Everyone hesitated for a moment, but the tattooed man still clenched his teeth and agreed. He would deal with the future matters later. Now that he had settled the two hundred thousand dollars issue in front of him.    

"Then it's better to set up a written document."    

The bare-chested man was somewhat unwilling, but he still wrote a note in the end.    

Hu Yiming passed these documents to Liu Feng: "Ok, hurry up and pack up. Come out with me and bring the goods."    

Saying that, Hu Yiming walked out. Everyone in the warehouse looked at his back in surprise.    

However, because of the documents in Hu Yiming's hands, they didn't dare to disobey him. The teacher was still dressed properly, so he took his stuff and followed Hu Yiming's car.    

They were driving a truck, while Hu Yiming was in a car. A car was leading a dozen trucks along the road, which made the scene more or less looked a little joyful.    

In the end, the car stopped at the warehouse of the Hu Corporation Headquarters. A few people wearing security uniform were guarding the door.    

Seeing Hu Yiming and the others walk over, he quickly stopped them, "What are you guys doing? Is this a place where you can casually enter?"    

"We're here to pick up the goods." Hu Yiming said.    

"What are you pulling around for? All of the goods here have been handed over to Hua Tong. It has nothing to do with your company." The security guard's attitude was very rude. Seeing that Hu Yiming wasn't leaving, he took out his electric baton and was about to teach Hu Yiming a lesson.    

Ever since Shang Jing Trading Company had been emptied, these security guards became more and more rude towards Shang Jing Trading Company's people. After all, who wouldn't give a good kick to a stray dog?    

Shang Jing Trading Company's people did not dare to say anything. After all, they had been abandoned.    

Seeing the security guard take out the electric soul, Hu Yiming's Eye's Color froze for a moment, then the security guard was kicked onto the ground.    

Liu Feng, who was watching, broke out in a cold sweat. He realized that this new CEO really had a bad temper and liked to kick people.    

When the other security guards saw that their colleagues had been beaten up, how could they tolerate it? This was simply slapping them in the face, so they took out sticks and prepared to fight against Hu Yiming.    

Hu Yiming looked at the delivery men behind him and said, "What are you still standing there for, go ahead. I'll pay for the medical fees."    

These stevedores had always been bullied by these security guards, so when they heard Hu Yiming say this, they immediately felt reassured. They rolled up their sleeves and started working with the security guards.    

The scene was very chaotic. The manager of the warehouse manager wanted to call the police, but he saw that the one leading the group was Hu Family's Seventeenth Young Master.    

Ye Zichen put away his phone and licked his lips with a smile. Originally, he wanted to persuade Hu Yiming to stop, but before he could say anything, he was beaten up by someone.    

The poor warehouse manager had over 200 pounds of meat on him. He didn't have any strength left, so he could only get beaten up.