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Chapter 649

Chapter 649

The senior manager straightened his suit, looked at Mr. Hong with a sanctimonious look, and then felt that something was wrong, so he looked at Chen Yang cautiously and found that he had no intention of taking action.

So Manager Gao coughed twice and said, "Ahem, our boss, his... surname is Chen."

"The multiplication formula?" Lu Qingqing asked.

Everyone looked at Lu Qingqing as if they were an idiot.

"I...I won't speak anymore..." Lu Qingqing took a step back aggrievedly.

With a plop.

"Boss Chen, Xiao Hong deserves to die for his crime!" Mr. Hong knelt down with a plop, and several of his men immediately panicked. Why... why did you kneel down suddenly without any precautions?

There was no mental preparation at all.

"Kneel down for me!" Mr. Hong scolded angrily.

The younger brothers also knelt down.

"No, Mr. Hong...this...isn't just the owner of a shabby hotel. Why are you afraid of him?" Xue Shan said unconvinced. He didn't want to be beaten so many times in vain.

"Get down on your fucking knees." Mr. Hong pulled Xue Shan up, but before he could get up, he was pushed down again.

"This villain is too blind to see Taishan. I hope Boss Chen will forgive me." Mr. Hong said respectfully. Fortunately, he didn't take action just now.

Chen Yang thought to himself that this person was quite capable in this industry. He could bend and stretch as he grew older, and he would kneel down whenever he asked without hesitation.

It’s not without reason that Mr. Hong was able to reach such a young age and gain a lot of wealth.

He knew very well who he could offend and who he couldn't.

No. 33 Qiao Village is the property of Mr. Han Donghan.

Mr. Hong has met Han Dong here several times.

He often chooses to eat here because he wants to meet Han Dong by chance, toast him with a few glasses of wine, and become familiar with him.

Mr. Hong has indeed found this kind of opportunity.

On two of these occasions, the senior manager was present.

But just like that, this senior manager actually called Boss Chen Yang, and Mr. Hong realized it instantly.

This is a person with a bigger background than Han Dong, and he is Han Dong's boss.

Is this good enough?

Can this be provoked?

Mr. Hong knelt down and screamed neatly.

"Okay, let's talk about compensation. How much did your clothes cost?" Chen Yang asked Xue Shan.

"One...one million and two hundred thousand?" Xue Shan asked vaguely.

"Huh? What? How many thousands? I didn't hear clearly?" Chen Yang bent down and looked at Xue Shan with a questioning look on his face.

Mr. Hong quickly slapped him again, "What kind of clothes can cost more than one million yuan? Boss Chen, don't listen to his nonsense. It's just a few hundred yuan worth of street stall goods. It's worthless, so you don't have to pay compensation."

"It's normal to pay if it gets dirty. How many hundred?" Chen Yang asked again.

"One...one hundred and two..." Xue Shan's voice was powerless, and it felt like his face had been slapped in a way that was no longer his own.

"Okay, let me turn you around." Chen Yang said.

"Well... now that Boss Chen has finished everything, how about we leave first?" Mr. Hong asked cautiously, "If Boss Chen needs anything in the future, just call me Lao Hong. I am Lao Hong."

Going up to the mountain of swords and going down to the sea of ​​fire..."

"Wait a minute, who told you that this is the end of the matter? As I said just now, you have to pay for things that are soiled. Tell me, he broke two glasses of French high-end red wine and a French imported red carpet in my store.

, and also caused irreparable mental damage to our hotel waiters, which... we have to pay for, Boss Hong."

"Pay, pay, pay... let's pay... um... how much does Boss Chen want to pay?" Mr. Hong asked, still kneeling on the ground.

"Two glasses of red wine will count you 20,000, and the red carpet will count you 200,000. As for the mental damage fee... it's serious. I'll give you one million, just a fraction.

"

Chen Yang did the math carefully.

"1.2 million."

"One hundred thousand?"

Chen Yang thought to himself that the person named Hong had poor hearing.


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