The woman in sunglasses led a group of people into the club.
Dozens of southern businessmen who were chatting and laughing fell silent instantly when they saw this.
Seeing the woman in sunglasses one by one is like a mouse seeing a cat.
A young man from the South changed his expression, frowned and muttered:
"Oh, why did Quan Xiuya fly to Hong Kong City?"
"I don't know. I hope she comes and leaves soon, otherwise our life will be difficult."
"Stop talking. If she hears it, she will give you a mouthful of words in front of everyone."
Several companions around him sighed in low voices, looking a little ugly, and they obviously had no good impressions of Quan Xiuya.
The middle-aged man who used to be standing on the rung of the stairs walked down quickly:
"Miss Quan, good afternoon, why are you here?"
He tried his best to smile, but it was still very forced.
"Crack!"
Quan Xiuya slapped the middle-aged man on the face directly: "You bitch, how can you talk to the master?"
"Why am I here?"
There was a hint of frost on Quan Xiuya's face: "Is the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce owned by Kim Zhiyuan? I can't come?"
The middle-aged man's cheeks were red and swollen, but he dared not speak out in anger. He responded with a smile: "That's not what I meant."
"What do you mean it doesn't mean that?"
Quan Xiuya looked at the middle-aged man aggressively:
"Has Jin Zhiyuan been the president for too long, so you think this chamber of commerce is her territory? You, the dog, think you can bite me?"
"Don't forget, it's not you losers who have the final say on whether she can be the president, but the Nanguo Plutocrats Alliance."
She was very disgusted: "But I really don't want to come to this damn place. It's cramped and of low quality."
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly: "That's what Miss Quan said."
"I won't talk nonsense to you. I'm here today to do two things."
Quan Xiuya took off her sunglasses and shouted:
"First, Mrs. Jin asked me to ask what happened to Jin Zhihao?"
"Is Kim Zhiyuan out of her mind? How dare she turn her arms outward?"
"Second, I was entrusted by the major chaebols and my father to come and see how my grandfather is doing. Can he survive his eightieth birthday?"
"If his condition doesn't improve, let him have euthanasia. Don't suffer all day long."
"This can also avoid wasting too much precious medicinal materials."
"This bitch, Kim Ji-won, took away tens of millions of medicinal materials for a dying person. What a waste of natural resources."
Quan Xiuya glanced at everyone present with a look of contempt and vented her emotions with rough words.
The middle-aged man's eyelids were twitching and he didn't dare to answer the question. He could only say:
"Mr. Quan's health has improved a lot."
He gave good news: "President Jin found a little miracle doctor to treat him. The doctor used acupuncture and Chinese medicine to make the old gentleman..."
"What?"
"Jin Zhiyuan found a boy to treat grandpa? Or is it a Chinese medicine method that deceives the world and steals its reputation?"
After hearing this, Quan Xiuya became even more furious and slapped the middle-aged man on the face again:
"Are you all crazy? Are you all fools?"
"Kim Ji-won is just a coquettish vase. What kind of medical skills does she know about doctors?"
"My grandfather's disease has not been cured by the top ten national players in the South and the six king-level experts in the West. Can anyone in this big port city treat him?"
"Jin Zhiyuan is just a loser. The people she can find probably don't even have medical licenses. If you allow the people she introduces to treat you, you will kill grandpa."
"Although I hope that grandpa will die early and be reborn, I want him to die through euthanasia instead of being tortured to death."
"In what age are we now, are we still using traditional Chinese medicine to save people? Do we still believe in traditional Chinese medicine? Are you confused by the smog?"
Quan Xiuya scolded the middle-aged man bloody: "It's not that I speak harshly, it's that you guys let me down too much."
"How can you build the reputation of the Southern Chamber of Commerce with this quality?"
"With this level, how can the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce go global?"
"You just stay in the port city for the rest of your life, a bunch of useless people and useless people."
She hated the fact that she was being slapped again.
The middle-aged man was stunned, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. His eyes were very angry, but in the end he bit his lip and remained silent.
"you……"
Quan Xiuya pointed at a Southern woman hiding behind the crowd. This was her spy at the Southern Chamber of Commerce:
"Hurry and lead me. I want to see Jin Zhiyuan and grandpa right away."
"If it's a little later, I'm worried that I'll be killed by the quack doctor called by Kim Ji-won."
Then she glanced at everyone again: "You bunch of trash, I'll come back later to deal with you."
After finishing speaking, she asked the young woman to lead the way: "Let's go!"
The young woman immediately led Quan Xiuya and the others straight to where Prime Minister Quan was staying.
In less than five minutes, Quan Xiuya and the others arrived at the courtyard of Prime Minister Quan.
The big man Axiu who was guarding the courtyard also changed his expression when he saw Quan Xiuya appearing. He obviously knew that this was an unreasonable and difficult character.
However, he still came over with a dozen guards:
"Miss Quan, please stay."
He said politely: "Doctor Ye is cutting off the old gentleman's hair and cleaning his marrow. No one is allowed to disturb him."
"Chopping off the hair and washing the marrow?"
Quan Xiuya looked shocked: "You actually take the things on TV seriously? You are really out of your mind."
"It seems that grandpa is really going to be killed by you."
Her voice sank: "Get out of my way right now!"
Axiu blocked the way with an expressionless face: "Miss Jin said that no one is allowed in until the treatment is completed."
"Bang!"
Quan Xiuya's pretty face sank, and without any nonsense, she took out an ivory pistol and shot A Xiu in the thigh.
A gunshot sounded, and Axiu groaned, staggered and fell to the ground.
The blood spurted out, shocking.
"Control them!"
When the other Kim guards saw this, they instinctively wanted to draw their weapons, but they were swarmed by the bodyguards brought by Pu Xiuya, and each one stared at them and suppressed them.
Axiu struggled hard to get up: "Miss Quan, you can't go in..."
"Bang--"
Quan Xiuya fired another shot, breaking Axiu's other leg, and then kicked him out.
She rushed straight into the courtyard with several bodyguards in suits, then quickly pushed open the soundproof door and broke in.
She happened to see Ye Fan about to inject the ninth needle into Quan Xiangguo's forehead.
Ye Fan looked tired and his back was wet. He seemed to have exhausted a lot of physical strength and energy, and this was the time to completely force out the toxins.
Quan Xiuya roared: "You bitch, if you harm my grandfather, I will kill you."
When Jin Zhiyuan saw someone intruding, she subconsciously turned her head:
"cousin?"
Before Jin Zhiyuan could stop her, she raised her gun and fired.
"Bang--"
The bullet was shot at Ye Fan.
Jin Zhiyuan screamed subconsciously: "No--"
Ye Fan didn't know what was going on behind him, but he smelled danger and turned slightly.
The bullet grazed the barrel and punched a hole in the wall.
It's just that although Ye Fan calmly avoided the bullet, the silver needle in his hand pierced Quan Xiangguo half a beat too late.
"ah--"
At this moment, Quan Xiangguo suddenly groaned, his body shook violently, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
