Young people love face and impulsiveness. If Ramazan said those words without taking a big bag on it and came down to talk about them alone, he might not feel that he was humiliated. The words he said to his classmates and things he thought could be settled with money were not settled, and there was an indescribable flame in his heart that was burning in his heart.

In addition, his father swallowed his anger for so many years before he ushered in the tobacco industry. Once he gained power, he naturally had a arrogant arrogance. In his family, Ramazan was influenced by his father and felt that nothing in this world could stump him. As long as he had money, there was nothing that could not be done.

He said calmly, "Forty thousand, please sing another song for Miss Celine!"

The agent sneered and shook his head. It is actually not uncommon for such arrogant young people to become popular. Many young people thought that if they spend money, they could make Celine sing. There was even a young man who gave out 200,000 to make Celine sing six songs at his birthday party. These people didn't think about it. With Celine's current reputation and status, it was no longer the time for her to sing with just spending money a year or two ago.

After winning the gold medal, Celine has gotten rid of her previous dilemma. She is not a singer who can sing just by giving money, and she also needs the investor to have a certain social status and influence. So she is unwilling to say anything. She knows that if she refuses again, this young man will raise the price online. She doesn't like this kind of ignorant young man the most.

Ramazan stared at the agent with a cold face for more than ten seconds, then turned around and walked out the door. Instead of going back to the private room on the second floor, he left the bar, walked to a telephone booth outside and crawled in, and called a friend of his.

People with his identities can know many people in this society that ordinary people cannot reach because they have this need but ordinary people do not.

"I am Willis..." A dull voice sounded from the receiver. Willis was the leader of a very special "gang" in the emperor. The reason why he was special was that he never worked in the work of normal gangs. He did not blackmail the comfort fee from the shop, nor did he lend money to ordinary people in society. He had no territory and rules of his own, nor did he touch the goods that the empire did not allow people to trade and sell.

All his income comes from "fighting", it is fighting, not war. He is very clear that people like him can make a living in the capital of the empire, and that they must not do too much, otherwise the police and investigation bureaus will send him to the Second Prison to joining those bastards. He only does business like Ramazan's customers, fight for them, or destroy other people's industries.

Doing such a business will not bring very serious consequences. The most serious thing is to stay in the police detention room for a while. His customers will settle some legal problems for him, and at the same time, he does not need to worry about the losses caused by his actions and will compensate him for the losses caused by his actions. It can be said that in addition to occasionally suffering a little loss, such a business can also ensure sufficient profits.

In this line, they are professional fighters.

Ramazan turned around, "I, Ramazan, I want to ask you for help... There is no need to do anything, just scare people, yes, there is no need for many people, I'm waiting for you on Hongfenglin Road... No problem, I will hand over the check to your people after the matter is done." After a moment, Ramazan hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

The person hiring Willis this time does not need to do anything, but just uses him to scare the female agent who is not worthy of face. For this, he needs to pay 1,500 yuan. There will be six people on Willis' side. Of course, Willis cannot appear in person. He only needs to let his own hands complete this small scene. If the customer has new needs during the completion process, he can also change the plan, but he will need to pay more money!

After waiting for about five minutes, two cars stopped beside the bar. Ramazan walked over, and the six people got out of the car, "Follow me!" After that, Ramazan walked towards the bar. The six people behind him did not speak, followed closely behind him.

He went directly to the lounge where he had just seen the female economy. The moment he opened the door, he heard the irritating voice of the female economy man, "Who asked you to come in..."

The moment the door was completely pushed open, the female agent looked at Ramazan and the people behind him with an unexpected expression. Celine, who was taking off her makeup next to her, turned around in surprise.

Ramazan ignored the female agent's permission and entered the room. He walked to the female agent, lowered his head slightly and looked at the female agent's eyes, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He wanted to punch the woman, but he knew that he was not suitable to do it, but this did not prevent him from feeling comfortable at this moment. "Madam, I'll give you another chance. I'm willing to pay 40,000 yuan to ask Miss Celine to sing another song."

Just as Celine was about to say something, the female agent stepped back and reached out to protect her behind her and stopped her from speaking. She looked at Ramazan and asked with a sneer, "What if I refuse?"

"Reject?" Ramazan seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, and laughed out loud, "If you refuse, you may be the front page headline of God Capital Daily tomorrow!" This sentence was learned from others. He felt that this sentence was very imposing, without any pure content, but did not lose the threat of the sentence at all.

What kind of news can be on the front page?

In addition to big names and those political events, only some people who suffer will appear on the front page headlines.

The female agent's face turned pale. She glanced at the men behind Ramazan who had tattoos on their necks and gloomy eyes. There seemed to be something hidden under the clothes. She looked at Celine without saying a word, "Can you sing another song?"

Celine nodded before she looked at Ramazan, "You said, forty thousand yuan!"

Ramazan couldn't help laughing again. While laughing, he took out his own checkbook and tore down eight of them, all of which were limited checkbooks with a denomination of 5,000. In November last year, more than a month ago, the Imperial Bank issued a brand new 5,000-limit checkbook and an unlimited checkbook. The latter needed to have a certain deposit in the Imperial Central Bank to apply for it, and the former also needed to have a deposit of no less than 200,000 to handle it.

As the only child in the family, Ramazan can easily get such a checkbook.

He slowly walked to the dressing table and signed his name, then put the check between his fingers and reached it in front of the female agent and shook it, "What did you say just now? Isn't this a problem of money?"

"So now, do you still have this kind of thought?"

After saying that, his fingers loosened, and eight checks slowly fell to the ground. He ignored the female agent's expression of explosion and looked at Celine on the side, "I'm very sorry, Madam Celine, I like your singing very much. I encountered traffic jams on the way, so I missed the most important moment before, and I can only invite you to continue singing in this somewhat excessive way. I apologize to you for this!" As he said that, he owed a little, and then left the room with his six subordinates.

Outside the room, he handed them a check of 1,500 yuan. Although he thought it was too easy for these guys to make money, there was still a big gap between them and not them. At least the female agent compromised, right?

He soon returned to the private room on the second floor and nodded to his friends with a confident smile, "I have communicated with Ms. Celine. She is willing to sing another song for us. Please note that it is for us!"

The cheers and compliments from his friends made him very enjoyed. He liked the feeling of being regarded as the core of people. He walked to the sofa and sat in an empty seat next to Frena, which was also the best position to watch the stage.

"Tonight we were very lucky, with the best singers from the Empire singing here, and the best actors from the Empire partying with us. Come, everyone raise their wine glasses and cheer for today's 'miracle'!"

Regardless of the carnival of young people in the private room upstairs, the noisy atmosphere in the hall downstairs suddenly became quiet. Ms. Celine, who had just left the stage, took the stage again, and soon people received warm applause. Many of them even applauded the bar owner, which made the manager very happy in the backstage. Using other people's money to boost their momentum, this deal is really cost-effective!

But he didn't notice that the female agent had quietly left the bar. She walked to the telephone booth where Ramazan had just called and got in. She closed the door of the telephone booth and made a phone call. She came out from it in less than a minute. Her expression had returned to normal. She sorted out her clothes and walked back to the bar.

Less than ten minutes after she left, four cars rushed over and stopped on the side of the road. Seventeen or eighteen people in black coats got out of the car. These people looked like they were in their thirties, one of them was carrying a wide travel bag. The group gathered a little and immediately stepped into the bar.
Chapter completed!