Shortly before Xin Yi staggered out of the palace, a group of people hurriedly came down from the top floor, and the leader was the black-faced Rakshasa Tang Jinteng. Medical Career
The people who came out from behind all followed Lu Zeng in a polite manner, wanting to explain something to their boss, but seeing that the expressions on the faces of the two people in front were really ugly, they all swallowed their words.
What happened was that Tang Jinteng and Qian Ershao reached a consensus on the intention to cooperate, and the contract was signed easily. What followed should have been a happy scene for everyone.
However, Mr. Tang suddenly lost his temper, stood up and left quickly. No one here could figure out what was going on. No, everyone except Mr. Qian followed him out.
There must be some misunderstanding here, Master Tang's expression is really...
Tang Jinteng walked out of Chen Palace quickly, and Lu Zeng followed closely.
The parking boy was clever and immediately drove the gentleman's car over, opened the door and said respectfully: Mr. Tang, please!
Tang Jinteng got into the car, and Lu Zeng fended off irrelevant people and whispered: Master?
Find a woman, right now. Tang Jinteng suppressed the heat flowing in his body and said coldly.
yes!
Lu Zeng now understood what had happened. No wonder Mr. Tang suddenly became embarrassed. It turned out that Er Shao Qian had done something secretly.
However, the contract has already been signed, so it would be a bit redundant to engage in these tricks. What other tricks are hidden in this?
Lu Zeng left quickly and asked the parking boy to take Mr. Tang back to the hotel first.
The boy was a little confused, and Mr. Lu couldn't explain clearly. Should he drive away, or should he wait for Mr. Wei to come back?
Yes, let's open it. What's the point of waiting?
After the young man got into the car, he felt very uncomfortable due to the oppressive atmosphere in the car. He sat with his back stiff and fearful. The man behind him had a really scary face. He stared straight ahead and drove the car straight ahead.
Xin Yi walked unsteadily along the roadside, turned in a circle and returned to the entrance of Chen Palace.
Patting his head, he muttered: How stupid, I have to leave, Xu Yang will not be able to find me...
As soon as Xin Yi walked back, a group of people standing at the gate of Chen Palace immediately gathered around. The manager who took her in said excitedly to several leaders:
That young lady is the woman that Mr. Tang is looking for. Mr. Tang’s woman is there. Send the young lady to Mr. Tang’s place quickly.
Most of the people who followed Tang Jinzhang heard the man asking for a woman, and looked at the manager on the first floor when he heard what he said.
Is that Mr. Tang's woman? Someone asked, "How good is Mr. Tang?"
Yes, I guarantee with my head that the young lady is the woman that Mr. Tang wants. They came together, and Mr. Tang invited a group of people to play with the young lady in the karaoke room on the first floor. The reception manager was immediately excited.
She explained aloud that the woman Mr. Lu was looking for was her.
A gangster voice sounded from behind at the right time:
Since she is Mr. Tang’s woman, why don’t you send it to him quickly?
As soon as this voice came out, everyone immediately turned around, all bowed their heads, and shouted: "Second Young Master."
Second Young Master, I will send the young lady to find Mr. Tang right away. The reception manager immediately volunteered to take over this good job, feeling extremely happy. Maybe after this, he will be promoted to be on duty on the second floor.
The manager ran over in big strides. He was so excited that he stopped Xin Yi and shouted:
Miss, Miss, are you looking for Mr. Tang? Are you waiting for Mr. Tang?
Xin Yi shook her head and looked at the manager. The fruit wine had a strong stamina, and now she was completely addicted.
Talk to me? Xin Yi asked, pointing her finger at her nose, swaying from side to side, unable to determine the direction of the person who was speaking to her.
Wagging his fingers from side to side, where is the person? Where is he?
The manager waved his hand in front of her eyes: Miss, here, can I send you to find me?
Looking for Yang? Ah Yang?
Yes, yes, I'm waiting for him, I want to find him... Xin Yi immediately shook her head, quite enthusiastically.
The manager was a little worried that the girl had broken her neck, so he quickly stopped and said: Miss, just stand still and I will take you back right away, okay? Don’t move.
He spoke in a coaxing tone and waved to the parking boy to bring Chen Gong's spare car over. Then he helped Xin Yi sit in the back seat and said:
Why are you so drunk? I don’t know if that man will get even more angry when he sees it.
The manager packed up Xin Yi, closed the car door, then bent over and waved to Mr. Qian:
Boss, I will send the lady to Mr. Tang right away. Don’t worry. My number is 89757.
Second Young Master Qian waved his hand, and he had also heard what the girl said. Since it was confirmed that she was Mr. Tang's woman, of course she had to send it over. Even if he, Second Young Master Qian, delivered it in person, it wouldn't be too much.
God of Wealth! Mr. Qian touched his chin and said happily.
Second Young Master Qian worked so hard on this matter that he invited Master Tang San from the capital. When the God of Wealth arrived, Second Young Master Qian had to wait on him like a pug. As long as the Master was happy, he would
Are you still afraid that you won’t be able to make a lot of money?
Second Young Master, my number is... a voice sounded weakly.
Second Young Master Qian immediately turned his face and said angrily: What kind of trouble have you become?
Well, I was the one who thought of sending food to the lady's private room, but someone else got ahead of me. However, I was the one who put the "Drunken God" to cheer Mr. Tang up. The person who spoke was also the manager on the first floor.
I was lagging behind and anxiously waiting for the boss to give me instructions.
Drunk God?
Second Young Master Qian looked at him sideways. Zuishenxian was the most powerful Chinese medicine on the road. It was colorless and tasteless. If he, Second Young Master Qian, didn't mind using it for fun, he could use it on the old-fashioned and cold Mr. Tang, I'm afraid.
…
No wonder that man suddenly turned his back. It turned out that this guy was stirring up trouble behind his back.
Well done, how about you be promoted to the third floor? Qian Ershao patted the person who wanted the credit on the shoulder and asked with a smile.
Third, third floor? I was so excited that I was incoherent. Working on which floor means a difference of hundreds of thousands in annual salary.
Oh, not satisfied, fourth floor? Qian Ershao grinned his white teeth and said with a sinister smile.
Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied, thank you for the promotion...
His words were incoherent, but before the man could finish his sentence, Mr. Qian kicked him out:
Chop off his hands and throw them to the dogs!
After saying this, he turned around and staggered into the Chen Palace.
The manager who was chasing Mr. Tang with all his strength finally caught up with him in front of the hotel, rolled down the window, and waved to the parking boy who was driving, asking him to pull over.
The young man's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. No wonder people say that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. In front of such a person, his aura can scare people to the point of weakening their legs.
Tang, Mr. Tang, do you want to stop the car? The young man finally asked aloud.
