Chapter 1161 Psychological Tug of War
The old man was in his sixties, in good spirits, with a calm gaze, yet revealing a strong aggression that made people afraid to look him in the eye.
The young one was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with skin as radiant as jade. Although she was wearing simple casual clothes and looked like a student, her eyes were full of calmness.
The older ones look like young people and are extremely sharp; the younger ones look extremely mature and as steady as a mountain.
This combination is refreshing and it is obvious that he is an expert among experts.
"Come on, please sit down."
Lei Zhen smiled and waved his hand to signal the two to sit down.
"Yuwei, make two more cups of tea."
Xiang Yuwei nodded, stood up to make room for them, and made tea for them.
"There's one more person."
The old man's words echoed repeatedly in the room, even making people's ears buzz.
He didn't speak very loudly, but his voice was as loud as a bell, all thanks to the breath he had inside.
"I don't know how to make tea, so bringing someone should be fine, right?" Lei Zhen scratched his ear and said, "Keep your voice down. There's no need to deliberately show off your strength. I'm just a weakling in front of you anyway."
Very casual and natural.
If you are unhappy, just say it. There is no need to hide it.
These two people are the people behind "Mr.", or more precisely, the forces behind him.
"At such a young age, it's always good to learn more things. Don't let alcohol and sex drain your body." The old man stared at him.
His eyes were full of scrutiny, so sharp that it was intimidating.
However, it did not have much effect on Lei Zhen. After all, he had killed so many people that no one's eyes could intimidate him.
"It's time to enjoy wine and women while you're young. You won't be able to indulge in them when you're old. Don't you agree?" Lei Zhen said with a smile, "Sit down. Let's talk slowly."
The old man looked at the girl, and after getting her permission, he walked over and sat down.
He sat on the side and the girl sat opposite Lei Zhen.
His status and position are clearly visible. The old man is just a companion, and the girl in front of him is the main one.
"Tea, please."
Xiang Yuwei placed the tea in front of the two people, then stood aside with his hands hanging down, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, keeping quiet and not disturbing the subsequent conversation of the three people.
"Sir, how do you plan to end this?" the girl asked.
The sound is very nice, like rain falling on a silver plate, which is very enjoyable to the ears.
"This is the mother tree Dahongpao. Most people will never be able to drink it in their lifetime because the annual production is so limited." Lei Zhen picked up the teacup and said, "You came at the right time. I just happened to make a cup of it. Come and taste it and see how it tastes."
After hearing these words, the girl narrowed her eyes slightly.
She picked up the teacup, poured the tea into the sink, and then closed the cup.
The old man next to him followed suit, not feeling sorry for the tea at all, because the other party was so arrogant: What do you mean ordinary people can never drink it in their lifetime?
"Why, you don't like it?"
"Do you not like tea, or do you not like what I said?"
"A bottle of beer costs 4 yuan at a barbecue stall, 10 yuan at a karaoke bar, and 20 yuan at a bar. You and I are both ordinary people. It just depends on the environment we are in."
He came up aggressively and tried to reason with the other party. Xiang Yuwei was so nervous that she couldn't help but clench her fists and secretly glanced at Lei Zhen.
Just one glance and she felt like she was falling in love with him.
It’s not that I haven’t seen arrogant men before, but I’ve never seen a man who can be so arrogant and so confident naturally.
No matter who the other person is, I will express my opinions if I have any.
"Sir, please be careful." The old man reminded.
"I'm still a gentleman, so please be careful." Lei Zhen said, holding a cigarette between his lips. "If you're here to show off, turn right and walk a thousand meters. You'll find Experimental Primary School. If you're here to solve a problem, introduce yourself first. I don't like calling girls "Miss" or old people "Old Man."
In a short period of time, he made an accurate judgment of the relationship between them.
When the other party calls him "Sir", there is room for negotiation, because this is a recognition of one's own identity. Even if the position of "Sir" depends entirely on the support of the other party, not just anyone can suppress "Sir".
This principle is easy to understand. For example, the squad leader's position is very low, but it is definitely not the case that any staff officer can give orders. If you make the squad leader angry, you will not give him face.
"How ridiculous!" the old man stood up.
"Sit down. No one's asking you to move. Don't live such a humble life at your age." Lei Zhen waved his hand and said calmly, "It's okay for others to yell at me, but you shouldn't be like that. After all, I'm not just a gentleman. I managed to split the family faction from the Public Opinion Bureau in such a short time. Not everyone has this ability, haha."
He didn't even look at the old man, but tilted his head to light a cigarette and looked at the girl opposite him.
How old is this girl?
She looks like a girl, but her eyes give the impression that she is at least in her thirties or forties, one of those scheming old witch types. But her skin and appearance definitely make her look seventeen or eighteen.
Not only tender, but also full of youthfulness.
"Long Shu." The girl spoke.
"Good name. Now we can continue the conversation." Lei Zhen nodded.
"Sir, do you know who we are?" asked the girl.
Although she had no extra expression, her gaze changed from staring to gazing, and it was obvious that she was dissatisfied inside, as if her authority was challenged.
The other party's reaction deviated from her expectations.
"How would I know if you don't tell me?" Lei Zhen laughed. "You didn't even introduce yourself after you came in, and didn't tell me your name until I asked. I couldn't bear to give you the tea I was drinking, and you even poured it out and covered the cup. I've given you the respect you deserve, but who do you think I am?"
His face was smiling, but his eyes were not smiling at all.
But every word he said made sense: I gave you respect, but you didn’t respect me!
"Sir, what exactly is this identity? No one has told me yet. I thought you guys would explain it to me, but you came in and acted like you were worth a fortune. Isn't that fun?"
"I can be a sir or not, it doesn't matter. I'm already doing such a bad job and don't want to know what this hanging position is for, so I'm just going to quit."
"Go find someone obedient enough to kneel down immediately upon seeing you come in. Not only should they kneel down, but they should also kowtow and call you daddy. Only in this way can you highlight your noble status... Shit!"
Lei Zhen cursed, picked up the teapot and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
The precious teapot was smashed to pieces and porcelain fragments were scattered everywhere.
This action surprised Long Shu and the old man, and they even found it a little hard to believe.
But the facts are right in front of us. Lei Zhen doesn't tolerate their bad habits at all. He says what he needs to say and scolds them when he needs to, and he is quite confident.
Because this is a psychological tug-of-war, he must take the initiative.
If you are controlled by the other party, you will be the one who suffers.
As a person, you should always be free and easy.
If the two of them admit that they are Mr., then Mr. is their identity and it will not disappear with a word from them, and they don’t have to be afraid of them putting pressure on them.
The reason is just two words - value.
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