Chapter 10

Rahul admitted that he was planted today!

I didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a young man, but this does not mean that he admits defeat!

On the contrary, it has already been prepared with both hands!

If the thugs he called would derail Amit, it would be a big deal to spend some money and let the thugs who started to squat in for a year and a half.

As for now!

Then Amit and his bodyguards can only go in and squat!

Although he was still very upset, when he thought that it would not be long before Arjun Sharma would bring his son to kowtow in front of him to apologize, he had already started to think about how to humiliate this newborn calf!

"Get out of the way, please get out of the way."

"Get out of the way."

"What happened here? Why are so many people injured?"

"..."

The upper floors of the shopping mall, with security guards, all rushed over, and their faces were very bad.

When Rahul saw the person who came, he immediately raised his eyebrows and greeted him with his arms covered, "Manager Rishi, do you still know me?"

Rishi Bhajat frowned, looking at Rahul in front of him, contempt flashed in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Rahul smiled shyly, "It's me, Rahul Roy, when the mall was built, I was a subcontractor of the earthwork, and I invited you to dinner.

That's great, if it's you, Manager Rishi, it's very convenient. I ran into some trouble here today and was beaten up. Can I trouble you, Manager Rishi, to call up the surveillance camera? "

As the chairman of the company, Rahul, logically speaking, would not be so humble in the face of a manager-level person.

But behind Rishi Bhagat, stands a behemoth like A S GROUP, with assets of tens of billions!

Even a small manager can mobilize resources that Rahul cannot compare.

Rahul pointed at his broken arm, "Manager Rishi, look, my arm is broken, can you help me?"

Rishi Bhagat was unsmiling, "There is a problem with the camera in the shopping mall, it has been disabled, and there is no video recording."

Rahul was suspicious: "Is everything wrong?"

Rishi Bhagat said coldly, "Yes!"

Rahul, who had been in the construction site for a long time, smelled an unusual smell in it. On the other hand, when he looked at Amit who didn't care not far away, he felt a crisis in his heart.

"Ah! My legs!" Suddenly, a security guard roared in pain and fell to the ground, pointing at a thug called by Rahul, "He has a dagger hidden in his sleeve, hurry up! Rush up and control Live with these guys, they're thugs!"

With a loud roar, as if he had practiced dozens of times in advance, all the security guards brought by Rishi Bhagat rushed up and scuffled again with the seriously injured thug.

Rahul was dumbfounded, no matter how slow he was, he could see that Rishi Bhajat's arrival was definitely not a coincidence, he was here to wipe Amit's ass!

He was a little dissatisfied, "Manager Rishi, I don't know what you have to do with this kid, but a small Sharma family won't let you humiliate me Rahul like this?!"

Rishi Bhagat's eyes suffocated, and he asked in a voice that could only be heard by two people, "Do you know that he is from the Sharma family?"

Rahul sneered, "Of course I know that there is only such a Sharma family in Delhi City, and that guy Arjun Sharma is still relying on my company to eat!"

Arjun Sharma?

who is it?

Rishi Bhagat doesn't know him, but from Rahul's words, he can guess that this guy is the wrong person.

Really he is an idiot!

"He is not from Delhi City, but from Mumbai!"

Peng!

After whispering something, Rishi Bhagat kicked Rahul's lower abdomen, kicked with his foot, and shouted in the direction of the crowd, "This guy also has a murder weapon on him, come two people to help and control it together!" Quick, in the crowd, two young girls with hats and hats came trotting over.

When he came up, he greeted Rahul's ancestors.

Rahul, who was beaten and curled up like a lost dog, was awakened by pain in his mind.

Sharma family!

Not from Delhi City, but from Mumbai?

The Sharma family in Mumbai? !

Rahul's heart trembled, is there a Sharma family in Mumbai's business world? Except for that grown-up who can often be seen on TV?

hissing...

Thinking of this, everything suddenly became clear.

Rishi Bhagat from the A S GROUP came from Mumbai. There is no one else but Rishi Bhagat who can confuse the A S GROUP so badly.

It's him!

It must be the family of that adult in Mumbai!

Only the Sharma family can force Rishi Bhagat to do such a thing!

OMG!

Who did he offend?

Rahul curled up on the ground, looking in Amit's direction through the gap between the legs of the two aunts.

In my heart, I wish I was beaten to death at this moment!

If he had known Amit was from the Sharma family in Mumbai, let alone breaking one of his arms, even if his limbs were broken, he would not have the guts to say a cruel word!

The gorgeous woman watched her husband who had been shouting for half a month being beaten like this. Seeing that the situation was not right, she hurriedly twisted her butt and fled the scene.

Riya looked at Amit in a daze, "Master Amit, what's up with the security guards in these shopping malls?"

Amit shrugged, "I'm going to shake the person, I said I'm shaking the person, but I didn't say that I only shook the soldier. Let's go, it's getting late, there are still things to do at noon."

Riya nodded obediently and followed, "What do you want to have for lunch, Master Amit?"

"I'm not at home at noon today, you can just cook and eat by yourself."

"..."

Aditya went to the underground garage to drive, Amit and Riya were waiting at the entrance of the mall.

I didn't wait for the Maybach, but I waited for a Rolls-Royce.

A fat man with a tumbling stomach and a smile on his face like a real Elephant walked down from the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, trotted all the way to Amit, rubbed his palms, and smiled enthusiastically with a shy face, "Young Master Amit, how is it? Has the matter been resolved? I just received your call at home. I just got up and rushed here. Are you alright? Are you not injured?"

The person who came was the chairman of A S GROUP, Rohan Bhagat, the eldest son of the Bhajat family in Mumbai, twenty-eight years old. Three years ago, he was a handsome young man in Yushu Linfeng. Later, because of some internal affairs of the family, he made mistakes and was expelled. out of Mumbai.

All of them have been in the second-generation circle of Mumbai, and naturally they have contact with each other.

It's just that this time is different from the past. The former Rohan Bhagat may still be able to talk to Amit from a slightly higher height.

But now?

Rohan Bhagat was an abandoned son who was driven out of Mumbai, while Amit was the grandson of the Sharma family in Mumbai and the only future heir.

The identities of the two people are indistinguishable!

"It's a good job, thank you Brother Rohan." Amit smiled like a spring breeze. "Today, Amit owes Brother Rohan a favor. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely pay it back."

Rohan Bhagat said with an unhappy stern face, "What are you talking about, Young Master Amit? If you meet an old friend in a foreign land, I can help you with this little favor. I can't ask for it. What kind of inhumanity is there? Isn't Young Master Amit trying to break me?

What happened today, you have to blame Master Amit, you are too low-key, if you all knew your identity, where would such a thing happen?

In fact, I am here today because I want to invite you, Young Master Amit, to the Kitty Su Pangaea Club gathering in a few days. You are all high-class people in Delhi City, and I will take this opportunity to let them see and experience Young Master Amit and your style. "