1810. Chapter 1810 Secretary Rong who is weird and intimidating [5]
"Xin'er, Xizi!"
After calling the two of them, Bo Jinghan shook his head suggestively.
Then, she turned to look at Jia He, who was so angry that he wanted to pass out. The corner of her eye passed over Jia's nephew who was crying bitterly, and Cen Jingsong, who looked pale and seemed to have lost his soul. She did not stop and just called Jia.
Uncle, he said calmly: "You are a sensible person. On the phone just now, I only asked you to wash the floor, but I forgot to tell you the cause and effect of the matter. This Miss Cen Jingsong Cen, when she was in the elevator
, she had an argument with someone, bumped into Qiao Xin, had a little quarrel, and started to hit her without saying a word. Qiao Xin slapped her in the face out of self-defense, and then she threatened to bring someone to kill her.
Us. Hehe... Then, your nephew, he may be Miss Cen’s boyfriend or male friend? He came with a bunch of gangsters and broke into the door. Without saying anything, he controlled everyone.
A clerk destroyed the surveillance system in the store. Someone started taking advantage of the female clerk, and someone beat the male clerk. The manager stopped him, and my nephew immediately beat the manager. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked my bodyguard, that is,
The rich second-generation pretty boy that your nephew kept calling helped the manager..."
Bo Jinghan described the whole thing in an orderly and vivid manner.
His tone sounded extremely calm, even calm, with no emotion at all.
But between these words, there is an edge, secretly emerging.
This made Jia He, who was listening with his head down, become more and more anxious and have a headache.
My ears were buzzing and tingling, and my teeth were chattering unconsciously.
Especially when I heard that this nephew... no, this ancestor, brazenly revealed his name and called for help, my heart that had just been relaxed was instantly lifted up. Like a huge stone, hanging on the
A strand of hair is swaying.
The complexion is also very exciting, it turns white and red, red and green, green and black, and finally becomes gray, loses its color, and becomes more decadent.
"Is that so?"
After hearing this, Jia He turned around stiffly and asked his nephew, who was lying on the ground and screaming with anger.
His voice was very soft, sounding very weak.
However, it wasn't that he wasn't angry, but that he was really so angry that he had no energy left.
But nephew Jia, a big pig, thought that Jia He was not scolding him angrily but was helping him again, so with his last breath, he reached out and hugged Jia He's thigh, and nodded like a pug, but his tail was weak.
It started shaking.
"Yes, uncle. This little bitch is right. I smashed the store and beat up the people! I just want them to see that I -"
"Hold!"
The angry Jia He ignored his usual smiling and tiger-like mask and cursed angrily. At the same time, he raised his leg and kicked out his silly nephew who was holding him: "I'm so angry
Why don’t we have a stupid nephew like you! You are capable, you are ruthless enough, you are my uncle, right?! I can’t protect you, everything must follow the procedure! Bastards like you should be sent to the police
In the house, you need to reform and reform yourself, then you will know what to do! Xiao Song, handcuff him and take him away!"
"yes!"
Confidants stood at attention and saluted.
He winked at the men next to him, and saw that the men took out the bright cuffs and buckled nephew Jia who was lying on the ground...
