One hundred and fortieth chapters the target of public criticism
A large group of people stood at the door of Shangcheng Xiaoyuan. Everyone looked at Shangcheng Xiaoyuan's "tragic situation" and were all filled with righteous indignation.
More or less, everyone in this group has come to Shangcheng Xiaoyuan for dinner. Among the Chinese restaurants, Shangcheng Xiaoyuan is one of the highest-end ones.
Many people are here to entertain guests, and many people are here to make a fortune because of a meal. But now seeing Shang Cheng Xiaoyuan is so miserable, how can they be unwilling to be indignant?
There are more and more people coming to the road, shopping malls, and the world.
Hu Bingshi welcomed the people who came to support him to the hall one by one, and asked Hu Junliang to make tea for these big guys one by one. With so many distinguished guests, Hu Bingshi felt that Xue Liang was doomed today unless he had already run away.
It's time to go.
But where can he run away? Unless he never shows up in public in his life, as long as Xue Liang shows up, he will be a bird that will stand out.
"It's really hateful. The person who does this is really a bastard! He can scold anything, he deserves to die!"
"That's right, Shangcheng Xiaoyuan is one of the few high-end Chinese restaurants in Jiangcheng. You can scold any despicable words such as grave disco or bibimbap. You are really not a human being!"
"Find him out and you must be beaten to death!"
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Hu Bingshi hurriedly spoke: "Thank you all for supporting me, Hu Bingshi. Today's incident was done by Xue Liang from the Antique Street Talk to Baozhai. I believe you have all heard of Xue Liang, who is not a good bird."
Xue Liang's reputation was so bad before. As soon as Hu Bingshi said Xue Liang's name, it immediately aroused public outrage.
"What? It turns out it was that bastard. He had cheated 500,000 yuan from me!"
"What's your 500,000 yuan? He cheated me three or four million with his own martial arts master!"
"Haha, forget it three or four million, I'm cheated by him for 10 million, a total of ten million!"
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Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction with Xue Liang. It was obvious that Xue Liang had really ignored good things and did all the bad things before, and he really narrowed his own path.
If one person is just taken out, no one really wants to go against a heavenly martial arts master, so they were cheated before and just took a loss. After all, no one knows it and doesn't lose face.
But now there are so many people together, and the big boss of Jiubao is supporting the scene, they want to cut Xue Liang's skin and crush him to ashes to make him feel satisfied.
It’s not because Xue Liang lost money from them, as long as Xue Liang is so bad about his behavior.
Since we are dealing with that scumbag together, what other waves can Xue Liang make?
If Xue Liang heard these words, he would definitely be very disdainful.
Hu Bingshi quickly pulled Hu Junliang aside and whispered: "These who came today are either business giants, martial arts masters, or people in the scene. You can definitely not talk nonsense."
Hu Junliang is Hu Bingshi's son, so he knows who Hu Junliang is. This kid has always known that he is idle all day long and there are actually not many people offended.
It’s just that some people regard Hu Bingshi as a clown because of his strong connections.
If Hu Junliang makes a mess in this scene today, he might be overwhelmed by someone. After all, he is just a businessman who opens a restaurant. No matter how popular the restaurant business is, can he compare to those big guys who make money?
So, Hu Bingshi deliberately stared at Hu Junliang.
"Dad, who is that old man wearing a rag rag? Why haven't I seen him before?" Hu Junliang pointed to one of the tables and asked in a low voice.
Hu Bingshi stared at the old man for a long time, frowned and shook his head, and said, "I have never seen him before, so I probably don't know him. Maybe he is a hidden boss."
"Dad, according to my opinion, he is a liar who is here to eat and drink. I will drive him out first." Hu Junliang said in a low voice.
Hu Bingshi immediately glared at Hu Junliang fiercely and said coldly: "You can't do anything randomly. Today, everyone who comes here must be treated politely. If he comes here to eat and drink, it doesn't matter. We won't lose much.
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"Okay." Hu Junliang nodded and said thoughtfully.
The old man who seemed old, had a sick face and was not very handsome was actually among the people who came today, and everyone would call him "My Long Castle".
Because the Dantian was shattered by a sword, the Qibao's energy disappeared, so it looked like a nasty old man.
It was not just Hu Bingshi who didn't recognize him, but most of the people present did not recognize him, otherwise the Jiubao would be surrounded by people now.
Moreover, Jiubao likes to wear Tang suits and practice clothes. It is difficult to wear retro clothes like Tang suits to show temperament. Jiubao, who was in his prime, was over fifty years old, but his temperament was really no less than a young man.
Let the heroic posture be thrilled.
So now Jiubao, who has lost his martial arts cultivation, looks like he is wearing Tang Chuan.
"Go quickly and give everyone two cigarettes." Hu Bingshi took out several packs of limited cigarettes and handed them to Hu Junliang.
Hu Bingshi's starting point is that he no longer needs to be familiar with his face now, just be able to get enough face. But this is a great opportunity for his son to be familiar with his face, and he cannot be missed.
Hu Junliang was obedient, and he opened the packs of cigarettes and handed them to two tables one by one.
When they were sent to the table in Jiubao, Hu Junliang called both brother and uncle, and everyone also took the cigarettes sent by Hu Junliang with a smile.
It was Jiubao's turn, Jiubao immediately stood up, smiled on his face, and even took cigarettes with both hands.
Everyone who had been smoking, only Jiubao stood up and greeted him with a smile, and stretched out his hands.
Hu Junliang was originally smiling, but when he saw Jiubao's "compassionate" funny face, he knew that this old bastard was here to eat and drink.
So many people sat and took cigarettes, and some people didn't even look at me. You actually got up? It's okay to get up, but you still have both hands?
If you are really a big shot, or even a hidden one, you must at least have your own aura, right?
But you little old man, you have no aura, you are dressed in a ragged dress and sitting among a bunch of big guys, which is simply embarrassing!
So Hu Junliang immediately retracted his hand. Jiubao's hand stretched out, and the smile on his face frozen, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Hey, old man, who are you?" Hu Junliang raised his chin to Jiubao and asked.