I don’t know if they were greedy for a little shares or if they thought Qi Qingmei had been doing it for a while, so they decided to stay in their original position.
Qi Qingmei did not intimidate or threaten, but simply issued new regulations and asked 34 supervisors to sign and make public announcements.
First, she is always right.
Second, all members must obey her unconditionally.
Third, those who dare to fight against each other and those who violate the rules will be dealt with by family law!
She reminded the thirty-four supervisors that if they choose to stay, they must follow her rules.
Otherwise, she would not care about her seniority and affection and would do things directly according to the rules of Cui Yuan's club.
Thirty-four people smelled the danger, but they still didn't think that Qi Qingmei could be the manager for a week.
Qi Qingmei had been busy all day and it was not until 7 o'clock in the evening that she walked back to the general manager's office to rest.
She also sent three dishes and one soup.
"Ye Jincheng really destroyed the Great Wall."
Ye Fan also picked up the chopsticks and sat opposite her: "Abandoning a woman as capable as you is probably the biggest loss in his life."
Just one day, Qi Qingmei not only found out the background and character of the backbone, but also announced new regulations to establish his own authority, and also improved the shortcomings of the club to make it orderly.
Ye Fan couldn't help but praise her.
"You underestimate the young and strong."
"There are countless elite soldiers and generals in the young and strong sect. I have caught a lot of people like me. My departure is irrelevant to him."
Qi Qingmei's pretty face was not much turbulent, and he looked at Ye Fan, who was about to have dinner with him in a cold manner:
"And he was born with Cui Yaojia in his mouth. The entire young sect was destroyed. As long as he was still alive, he would be the Young Master Ye Tang."
"Walking in that position, he can rebuild a stronger young sect in two or three years."
"Ye Tang, who has 300,000 children, has one out of thousands of people, and is an elite team of nearly a hundred people."
She taught Ye Fan: "His Great Wall cannot be destroyed. This world is born with different levels. He is the kind with the best life."
"Maybe you are nothing to him, but you are a treasure to me."
Ye Fan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Qi Qingmei's bowl: "Come on, reward you with a piece of braised pork. Eat a little more, and you will be more powerful when fighting tough battles."
He knew very well that although Qi Qingmei could easily control the overall situation for a few days, he actually did enough homework to Cui Yuan Club yesterday.
At two o'clock in the morning, the lights in her bedroom were still on.
"idiot!"
Qi Qingmei looked at Ye Fan and muttered, "Didn't touch the braised pork in the bowl, but just picked up the lettuce and started eating slowly."
Ye Fan said hesitantly: "By the way, I need to remind you about something. I also have a conflict with the Qi family..."
"I know, you cut Qi Heng's hand."
Qi Qingmei guessed what Ye Fan was going to say, and simply interrupted Ye Fan’s topic:
"Don't worry, the Qi family and I have long cut off relations. I will not hate you because of this, and I have had a bad relationship with Qi Heng since childhood."
"He thinks I'm naive, I think he's perverted, so even if you kill him, I won't be too sad."
"Don't think I'm ruthless and unrighteous. You can't imagine how deep the water in the wealthy family is."
"But I also want to remind you that Qi Heng holds grudges but not kindness, and his morbid love for Chen Qingyan."
"He will seek revenge on you sooner or later, you must be careful."
She pinched the chopsticks and looked at Ye Fan: "You must not die early. Without your backer, I will probably get out of Baocheng again."
"You know so much, and it's smarter than I thought."
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely work hard to survive."
"Bang--"
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open.
A cheongsam woman ran in with panic on her face: "Mr. Qi...Mr. Qi...is not good..."
Qi Qingmei's eyes turned cold and her tone was cold: "Ling Zhiling, if you can't give me a good explanation, you can pack up your things and get out of here immediately."
The woman in the cheongsam shuddered, her eyelids twitched, and then she hurriedly replied:
"Mr. Qi, it's not good. Some guests from the South have strong opinions on Lin Yiyi."
"Tonight, a group of Southern guests came, drank a lot of wine and played a lot of fun programs, and then they wanted to pull Lin Yiyi out for the night."
"Lin Yiyi refused, so the people in the south beat her, poured her drinks, and even forced her to attack her."
"Several young sisters on the scene spoke out and stopped him, and were beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face."
Ling Zhiling hurriedly briefly explained the incident.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned. Why did Lin Yiyi come to work?
Qi Qingmei's voice sank: "What do you want me to do for this little thing? The security team is having a good meal?"
"The guests in the South are very famous, and they seem to be from the Cui family's chaebol!"
Ling Zhiling spoke in a trembling voice: "The security guards and others came forward to dissuade him, but they were injured by the bodyguards around him."
"We don't dare to fight to the death, and we are worried about causing trouble for the club."
She said in panic, while glancing at Qi Qingmei with her eyes, as if waiting for Qi Qingmei's reaction.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes again. This accident didn't seem as simple as an accident.
“No matter how big the guests are, they are not as big as the rules of my club.”
Qi Qingmei shouted: "I will be responsible for the consequences of letting the security team do things."
"Mr. Qi, the security backbone has left with Mr. Chen, and all the eight masters of the formation have resigned."
"The remaining dozens of security guards are almost all ordinary people, and Captain Chen Meng is not here..."
Ling Zhiling said hesitantly: "The security guards just can't solve it, so she asked me to call Mr. Qi..."
"Give me a difficult problem?"
Qi Qingmei sneered, put down her chopsticks and went out: "I want to see who shot himself in the foot."
Seeing Qi Qingmei go out, Ye Fan quickly took a few bites of rice and followed.
Although Qi Qingmei had twelve reliable bodyguards around her, Ye Fan was still worried that she would be in danger and would take a look at her no matter how hard she was.
As for Xiao Aqiao, Qi Qingmei has been turned into a secret place and is specifically dealing with shameful things.
When Ye Fan and Qi Qingmei rushed to the yard where the incident occurred, many staff members had gathered at the door.
They were in a turmoil and looked at the southerners blocking the way one by one.
"Mr. Cui, don't, let me go."
"This is Jin Yuan Club. If you do this, the consequences will be very serious."
"Ah, I can't drink anymore, I can't, ah..."
The yard was constantly urging women's begging, clothes tearing, men's evil laughter, and merciless slaps.
But no one dared to rush in and rescue Lin Yiyi. In addition to the bodyguards in the south at the door blocking the road, there was also the guests inside that were not able to offend them.
Yan Dahai was also in the crowd, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, which was very ugly. It was obviously beaten.
Seeing Qi Qingmei bring Ye Fan and the others coming, Yan Dahai and others hurriedly made way: "Mr. Qi!"
"waste!"
Qi Qingmei scolded her, then pulled out the silver spear with her backhand and approached the door without saying a word.
The muzzle was raised, the trigger was pulled, and the bullet was shot out. Three smug bodyguards in the South Country covered their knees and fell to the ground.
Qi Qingmei didn't even look at them, and kicked them at the thick wooden door.
The wooden door fell and flew with a click. Qi Qingmei stepped in, grabbed a bottle of wine and slammed the head of a young man in the south who was holding Lin Yiyi.
With a loud bang, the bottle shattered and the glass burst into pieces.
The next second, Qi Qingmei grabbed a sharp glass and pressed it against the other party’s neck: