Wei Dongming had a lot of background, and he saw it.
And Zhao Dong, who can organize such a grand wedding, is obviously not an ordinary person.
If there is any dispute, it will definitely cause a sensation in Tianzhou!
If the trouble really comes to that, he, the lobby manager, will definitely lose his job if no one else tells him!
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Dong suddenly raised his feet and walked straight over.
The lobby manager was so scared that his legs were weak. Damn it, what is going on?
He looked at Sophie for help, "Miss, please help me..."
Su Qing also raised her eyebrows. The meaning was obvious. If your man wants to cause trouble, why don't you care?
Sophie smiled, raised her chin slightly and said, "Zhao Dong!"
Zhao Dong said "Hey", paused, turned his head and grinned, "Wife, what did you call me for?"
Sophie spoke calmly, "Don't cause trouble. If you can quarrel, try not to do it."
Zhao Dong smiled and nodded, and said in a longer voice: "Okay..."
Turning around, he habitually took out a cigarette, held it between his fingertips and turned it around, but made no intention of lighting it.
People on both sides open up.
As Zhao Dong stepped forward, they closed again.
Zhao Dong raised his head and met Wei Dongming's gaze, "Did you hear it too? My wife didn't let me do it, for fear that I would dirty the wedding venue."
"So...what are you here for today?"
Wei Dongming shrugged, "Why not? My old friend is getting married, and I'm here to send my blessings!"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands.
Someone behind him stepped aside, and the two people waiting outside came in carrying something.
A huge wreath two people high, covered with yellow and white chrysanthemums!
As this thing came into view, the scene was completely silent!
Especially the men around Zhao Dong, their eyes, aura, and emotions were all suppressed to the extreme!
The lobby manager's face turned pale and his legs were weak with fear!
It’s over, this is a fight to the death!
Sending wreaths the day before the wedding?
How fucking hateful is this?
Only Zhao Dong always had a smile on his lips, as if he couldn't understand Wei Dongming's provocation.
Raising his hand, Zhao Dong put the cigarette into his mouth.
Tilting his head, he used one hand to block it and lit the cigarette with the other.
He took a deep breath and blew slowly towards Wei Dongming, "Brother, what do you mean?"
Wei Dongming stretched out his hand to fan himself and said arrogantly: "Why not, send blessings!"
As he said that, he looked back and said with an exaggerated expression: "Holy shit, how the hell did you do this?"
"What should I do? Huh?"
"I told you, it's a flower basket! Not a fucking wreath! Are there chicken feathers stuffed in your ears?"
As he said that, he stepped forward and kicked one of the younger brothers down, and then slapped two others in the mouth.
"Pap" echoed.
Turning around, Wei Dongming took out his handkerchief, wiped his hands in disgust, and then threw it aside in front of Zhao Dong.
Wei Dongming stepped forward again, "I'm sorry, my subordinates don't know how to do things."
"I've already taught Brother Zhao a lesson. It doesn't matter. This doesn't count. I'll give you a bigger one for your wedding tomorrow. I guarantee it won't be the wrong one!"
Wang Meng squinted his eyes, his emotions reaching an almost uncontrollable peak.
If Zhao Dong hadn't said anything, he would have rushed forward.
No one else expressed their opinions, but they all had the same thoughts.
Everyone was quiet, the only things that could be heard were the heartbeat and breathing!
Heartbeat, emotions, all synchronized in one place!
He was afraid that Zhao Dong would get into trouble, so there was no need for him to express his stance.
Just wait for a look from Zhao Dong and they will throw this bunch of garbage out of the hall!