My Waste Husband

Chapter 218

Although Amity knew that her father was gambling in this place, it was her first time here. Everything seemed very strange and cowardly.

On the contrary, Henry took the lead and brought Amity to the top floor of Q restaurant. The luxurious gambling table and the gamblers of different shapes and appearances made the house full of noise, which made Amity a little scared. Only hiding behind Henry could she feel safe.

"Look, which one is your father?"

Looking at all the gambling tables, Amity shook her head and said, "I don't see him."

"Don't see him?" Henry felt strange. Just now, he and Amity had already seen the car downstairs.

"Over there!" Amity suddenly cried out as she pointed with her finger.

Henry looked at the direction where Amity pointed and saw a middle-aged man with a vicissitudinous face sitting on a sofa and chatting with a young man.

"Brother Meng, didn't we have a deal? You said you would pay 200,000 for this car. How come it's only 50,000 dollars now?" Mark said to the young man in front of him with an ingratiating look on his face.

The young man pursed his lips and lit a cigarette for himself. He breathed out a mouthful of smoke and said, "Old man, except for one car, you didn't give me anything else. Why should I pay you two hundred thousand yuan? I tell you, fifty thousand yuan is a generous price. If you don't want to sell it, forget it. Let's see who takes it."

"Brother Meng, please don't." Mark rubbed his hands together. "Why don't you give me another commission? It's okay to give me 100,000. I'll pay you some money back."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"F**k you!" Brother Meng flicked the cigarette butt in his hand onto Mark's body. "I said 50,000, it's 50,000. Where did you find so much nonsense, old man?"

After being hit by the cigarette butt, Mark was not angry. He still had a fawning smile on his face and said, "Brother Meng, don't be angry. It's just that 50,000... it's indeed a bit too little."

"Too little? Don't sell it if you think it's too little!" Brother Meng looked as if he was going to take advantage of him.

"Okay, then he won't sell it. This big brother, take care, and don't see us off." Henry walked over from the side with Amity.

Henry's voice immediately attracted the attention of the two who were negotiating.

Mark's expression changed when he saw Amity. His face was filled with embarrassment. "Amity, why are you here?"

"Dad!" Amity's small face was filled with anger. "If I didn't come, would you really sell my car?"

"I haven't sold it yet." Mark rubbed his hands together. "I'm talking to Brother Meng about the price."

"There's no need to talk. Dad, we won't sell it." Amity stepped forward, grabbed her father's arm, and was about to walk away.

"How can I not sell it!" Mark threw aside the arm of Amity and said, "Amity! Can you understand something? Why do you keep this car? When dad sells it, I will no longer gamble after today. I promise you to find a good job, okay?"

After that, he smiled ingratiatingly at Brother Meng. "Brother Meng, this little girl is not sensible. Don't mind her."

"Hey!" Brother Meng's eyes kept on hitting on Amity, and his eyes were filled with strong possessiveness. "Old thing, is this your daughter? Why do you still hide such a beautiful daughter? How about this, let your daughter come over and talk to me, and I will add 50,000 yuan to you."

Hearing this, Mark, who had been fawning on him, waved his hand repeatedly. "Brother Meng, you can't do that. She's still young. I'll sell the car to you for 50,000 yuan."

"No, we won't sell it!" Amity pulled Mark's arm hard and whispered in his ear, "Dad, Brother Henry has already found a good buyer for me. I can sell it for 1.5 million!"

"What!" The number caused Mark's eyes to widen in disbelief!

"One million and five hundred thousand yuan! Did I mishear it? Brother Meng said that this car could only give me two hundred thousand yuan at most, which is still a friendly price! And now it can be sold for one million and five hundred thousand yuan? Isn't the difference too big?"

Although Mark was addicted to gambling and did not understand cars, he was not stupid. He immediately realized what was going on. He waved to Brother Meng and said, "Brother Meng, I'm really sorry. This car belongs to my daughter. If she doesn't let me sell it, I really can't sell it."

After saying that, he pulled Amity and was about to walk out of the casino.

Seeing that Mark refused to sell the car, Brother Meng was not happy on the spot. To tell the truth, he had even found a buyer for this car. After receiving the car today, it would be a huge sum of money in the blink of an eye. Could this cooked duck be allowed to fly away?

"You don't want to sell it? You say you don't want to sell it? I've brought all my money. Old man, you are fucking playing with me!" Brother Meng shouted.

Mark shrank his head subconsciously and squeezed out a friendly smile. "Brother Meng, isn't it the same for both parties to be involved in the transaction? Can't I just not sell it?"

"No way!" Brother Meng slapped the table.

With Brother Meng's action, more than ten youths came over immediately. They all stared at Mark and his daughter with unkind looks on their faces.

Looking at this scene, Mark was so scared that he huddled together and said subserviently, "Meng... Meng--Brother Meng... This... this car is not mine, it's... my daughter's."

"Then I'll have your daughter stay here. I'll talk to her!" Brother Meng stared at Amity. "Beautiful lady, come, your older brother will have a chat with you?"

Henry walked to the front of Amity to block Brother Meng's sight. He said to Brother Meng, "Brother, isn't it a bit against the rules to do this?"

"Who the hell are you?" Brother Meng looked at Henry unhappily. "If you're here, you'll follow my rules! It's none of your business. Get out of my way!"

"Ha." Henry chuckled and shook his head. "Are all the people nowadays so arrogant? He found that the less experienced people were, the more arrogant they were. Even those arrogant big brothers in Ao City's casino dare not say that they set the rules."

Mark pulled Henry's clothes and said in a low voice, "Little brother, you can't mess with them. They don't stop until they kill someone when they start fighting!"

Looking at the people around her, Amity was also very scared. When had she ever seen such a scene? The old employees in the company had bullied her and she dared not to speak, let alone these people.

"Brother Henry, shall we... report it to the police?"

"Call the police? Who dares to do that?" Brother Meng took out an expandable baton and said, "You fu*king go out and inquire. This is the place of the Chows. You call the police?"

Henry smiled and said, "What? Can Chow's family ignore the rules?"

Brother Meng scolded with an arrogant face, "F*ck, Chow family is the law!"

"Can you represent the Chows?" Henry asked.

"Are you kidding me? Brother Meng is here to control the situation. How could you ask him if he can represent the Chows? Boy, who are you?" One of Brother Meng's men asked.

Henry glanced at the group of young people and nodded with satisfaction. "Well, as long as he can represent, that's good. Today, if Danny Chow does not give me an explanation, the Chows will stop existing."