"The catering industry self-management association? It sounds very powerful." Li Jin said calmly.
in the country, many industries advocate market dominance and the official withdraws from the administrative management of the industry in a completely different way.
Therefore, in addition to some necessary administrative approval and tax audit work, most of the service industries like catering have their own self-management committee management established by the industry.
This self-management committee does not belong to the official organization, but it has great power. It can review stores in the area under its jurisdiction at any time. If problems are found, they can be ordered to rectify them.
If the store ignores it or the problem is serious, the self-management committee will report to the official to solve the problem.
So if you put it in your daily life, such a title as the president of the Self-Management Association can indeed scare people.
After all, it is better to take charge of county officials now, let alone that they can take charge of your immediate boss?
But for Li Jin... it's completely useless.
What is the president of the catering industry self-management committee? I don’t know him because I am not qualified to know him.
"I know you're scared?" Qian Min couldn't see what Li Jin was hiding. He sneered, thinking that Li Jin was like the other people who offended him before. When he took out his father's identity, he immediately became scared to pee.
It's right.
"But it's useless! Damn, everyone dares to provoke, right? Are you arrogant enough, right? Now that I'm provoking me, I know I've kicked it?"
"But I tell you that it's useless to regret it. I will definitely do this to the end today!"
"Hehe, it cost a lot of money to open such a hot pot restaurant here? It's a pity that it will close down on the first day of opening. This is what you will mess with me!"
Li Jin asked Qian Min: "What you mean is that even if I apologize now, it will be useless? Will you definitely ask your father, who is the president, to close our hotpot restaurant?"
"Apologize?"
Qian Min laughed wildly.
"You're sorry, if the apology is useful, the world will be peaceful! Today, you idiot know that you have hit the nail on the head? I just like your expression, beat it! Keep fighting! Damn, have the ability, have the ability
Keep hitting me!"
"Okay, you said."
Li Jin's words made Qian Min stunned for a moment.
According to the normal script, shouldn’t Li Jin try every means to beg for mercy to himself, give benefits and women, and pray for his own forgiveness?
But what does this sentence "you said" mean?
Soon, Qian Min knew what it meant.
Because he heard Li Jin say to Liu Jun: "Have you heard his request? I have never heard such an excessive request in my life, and I actually asked someone to hit him."
"Then please satisfy him, fight, shut up, and throw them out, and you can meet such people even if you have a good meal, which will affect your appetite."
Qian Min suddenly widened her eyes. He almost thought he had heard it wrong. He roared: "Are you crazy? Do you still dare to hit me? Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"
"I'm afraid."
Li Jin shrugged, "So I can only satisfy your requirements as much as possible and make you satisfied. In this way, maybe you will let me go if you feel better."
The people watching next to him almost burst into laughter.
Li Dongliang and Zhang Yong looked at Qian Min happily.
They were not worried about any consequences, because they knew that the person who actually hit the nail on the head was Qian Min, not Li Jin.
Qian Min still wanted to speak, but Liu Jun blocked his mouth with a towel.
Brother Jin said that he would shut up.
He pinched his fingers to Qian Min's jaw bone, and with a finger, Qian Min and his friend, both of them were dislocated, and Liu Jun was dislocated.
Then Liu Jun dragged Qian Min and the others out of the hot pot restaurant, who were constantly whining.
At this time, Li Jin had already walked up to Tang Ying and said, "Okay, everything has been resolved, you don't have to be afraid."
Tang Ying was almost crying.
Can she not be afraid?
The boss had a fight over this matter. She felt that she was dead this time and would definitely not be able to save her job.