Liu Weiwu is tall and claims that he is fine to beat Qi Sanlei, but he can't do it so easily.

“Relax…loose.”

Due to the pain, Qi Sanlei grinned.

"This little brother, show mercy."

Qi Sanmei hurriedly spoke out and pleaded with mercy.

Chen Bufan ignored him and looked at Qi Sanlei, "Can you have a good talk?"

"Damn it."

"Ah..." He screamed again, and you could see layers of sweat appearing on Qi Sanlei's forehead.

"Ask again, can it be done?"

"Yes...yes!"

"You know what you know."

Chen Bufan took the opportunity to shake it away. Before Qi Sanlei could stand up, he tapped his fingers on the table.

"I've learned a lot about it. I want to ask Qi Sanlei, how do you want to solve it?"

"I just don't allow my sister to interact with Liu Weiwu."

Qi Sanlei was not as arrogant as before, but he did not whisper in a low voice.

Stiff and tactile.

"You dislike him for being too poor, right?"

"yes!"

"How much do you want?"

"I don't agree with them, so how can there be a bride price?"

Qi Sanlei twisted his head and then said disdainfully, "Can the Liu family's wealth be on the table?"

"The restaurant has improved a little in the past two years. Are there 100,000 yuan left?"

Liu Weiwu lowered his head and said nothing.

In the past, the Liu family had a hard time, and their lives were hard, so they borrowed a lot of money outside.

I paid back while making money, I just paid it off last year.

I made two money this year, less than 50,000.

"Look, let alone new cars and new houses, I can't even get the most basic bride price. Why should my sister marry him?

Why should I be kind to him?"

“Where will you live in the future?

Or are the three broken houses in Murakami?”

"I don't ask my sister to be rich and powerful. At least she can catch up with an ordinary family or a middle-aged and upper-class person, and she can live a little better after marriage."

"One million!"
Chapter completed!