Henry looked at the three people who were chatting happily in front of him and said again, "Brothers, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to park the cars over there. Move them."
"No, who are you?" A stout man looked at Henry impatiently. "Didn't you see us chatting?"
"Your car is in front of my store." Henry stretched out his hand and pointed.
"Oh." The strong man nodded his head, then looked away and continued to chat.
"Brothers, are you sure you don't want to move them?" Henry asked again.
"You are so anoying!" Leland looked impatient. "My car broke down. How can I move it? Would you like to fix it for me?"
"Fine." Henry shrugged his shoulders, walked to the side, and took out his mobile phone.
Leland and the other two looked at Henry, who was leaving, with a sneer.
"Henry, is he the one who dares to open a security company? We should find a few people to teach him a lesson!" The strong man just now said.
"There's no need." Leland shook his head. "It's fine as long as he can't decorate it."
Leland and the other two made a pot of tea and sat at the door of the store, drinking leisurely. They looked with great interest at the entrance of Henry's store, and the truck with decorating materials had been parked on the side of the road.
"Haha, Leland, how many days do you think this guy can last? One day or two?" The strong man asked.
"Let him do as he likes. Anyway, I can park the car there for a lifetime. He has already found a decoration team. How much does he have to pay them a day?" Leland said indifferently.
Just as Leland was feeling complacent, he saw a construction car driving towards Henry's store with a few construction workers carrying the materials used for the construction.
The door of Henry's store was half blocked by Leland's Land Rover. The workers carried the materials and squeezed into the door as if they didn't see the Land Rover blocking the door.
Large-scale renovation materials hit Leland's car, making Leland's brand-new Land Rover's full of potholes, and also scratched away a large piece of paint.
Leland could not watch this scene any longer. He quickly stood up and shouted at Henry, who was at the door of the store, while walking. "Boy, what do you mean by this? Don't you see that my car is parked here? Are these people blind?"
"Don't worry." Henry smiled at Leland and said, "I've already called the police. The police will deal with this matter. I'll take your car to the repairing factory. I'll pay you for it."
Leland narrowed his eyes and stared at Henry. He really didn't expect this guy to have this idea. Although it would cost a lot of money to repair his car, it was still better than making his construction team wait at the door all the time.
Leland gave Henry a thumbs- up and said, "Boy, you're awesome. Let me see how you will deal with things later!"
After saying that, Leland swung his arm and strode away.
"Leland, what's wrong?" Leland's two friends saw him coming over with a pale face and asked.
"It's all right." Leland shook his head with hatred in his eyes and said, "Contact a few people. When this guy opens his company, we will teach him a lesson!"
Soon, the police came over and dealt with the vehicle incident at the entrance of Henry's shop. They decided that Henry should pay for the compensation and transported the vehicle to the repairing factory for repair.
After the police's judgment was completed, Leland strode over and said to the police, "All the accessories of this car must be replaced with the original accessories. I want to find the repair factory myself!"
"All right." The police officer who was responsible for the accident nodded his head. This was the normal procedure.
Leland sneered. Just now, he called his friend who was the owner of a repair factory. When he would put the car there for repair, the whole car would be repaired. Some old hardware would be secretly disassembled first, and all the other components would be replaced with the imported ones. He would use the most expensive and the best parts! This repaired car would be even better than his old one!
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