Cao Yang's temper also came up and said angrily: "The first time I've invited Lao Ye to have roasted whole lamb, I can't even handle a wine, I'm just making a big fuck!"
"That's right, we have to give it to us today!" Zhao Gang was also angry. He and Cao Yang were both from military families, so he didn't care who the other party was when he got angry!
Liu Binbin didn't say anything, and he didn't speak in such an occasion... he didn't have enough weight!
"this......"
When the second year of high school, I heard that I wanted to die. He was afraid that Ding Sheng was right, but he couldn't afford to offend these masters!
"Boss, let's do it!"
Ye Chen smiled faintly and said to the second-year high school fat man: "You bring the wine to our side. If Ding Sheng asks, you will just say that the wine was asked by Ye Chen!"
"Who is this Young Master Ye?"
When the second year of high school, the fat man saw Ye Chen having a face and had a foreign accent, he couldn't help but wonder if this person was pretending to behave?
"Just let you go, don't worry, there will be no problem!"
Liu Binbin finally spoke and said to the second-year high school fat man: "Brother Chen wants to drink your wine. Not to mention Ding Sheng, even if his father Ding Chunshan comes, he has to give it up!"
"Okay, I, I'll get it!"
When the boss heard that Liu Binbin called Ye Chen, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and asked the waiter to deliver the remaining two kilograms of Mongolian wine to this private room.
"Several young masters, if Young Master Ding smashes my place today, you have to help me!" The second-year-old fat man was worried and said with a bitter face before leaving.
"Don't worry, it's okay!" Cao Yang nodded.
“…”
The second-year-old fat man had no choice but to sigh deeply and leave the yurt where Ye Chen was.
Just after walking a few steps, he saw a waitress crying and running out of another yurt.
"Xiaoli, what's going on?"
Seeing this, the second-year-old fat man frowned. When he approached, he saw that there were five bright red palm prints on the waiter Xiaoli's tender and pretty face. He was furious and said angrily:
"Did the guest beat you like this? Bastard, it's lawless to dare to hit someone on me!"
Although the second-year high school fat man is timid in front of Cao Yang and the others, he is not afraid of ordinary people, let alone the boss, so he can't even protect the waiter, who dares to work with him?
After saying that, the second-year high school fat man was angry and wanted to go to the yurt to seek justice for Xiaoli.
"Boss, don't want it!"
Xiaoli was frightened when she saw this, hurriedly grabbed the second-year-old fat man in high school and whispered: "The one who beat me is Mr. Ding, and a few of his friends!"
"Ding, Ding, Young Master Ding?"
Gudong!
The second year of high school was fat and swallowed with difficulty. Subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Xiaoli and asked awkwardly: "Why did you offend Mr. Ding? I beat you like this?"
"I didn't offend him!"
Xiaoli was full of unfairness and sobbed in a low voice: "Young Master Ding wants to drink Mongolian wine, I told him that it is gone, but as a result, he gave me a big mouth with his backhand!"
"Oh, you get off work today, go to the finance department to get two thousand yuan, and go home and have a good rest!"
The fat man in the second year of high school is quite a conscientious boss. He knows that Xiaoli has taken the blame for her, so he has to make up for it no matter what.
"Boss, don't fire me!" Xiaoli was anxious when she heard this, thinking that fat fat in the second year of high school was going to fire her. It was so difficult to find a job now. She didn't want to be beaten and still lost her job.
"Who is going to fire you? I mean you get off work early today and come to work early tomorrow!" The fat man in the second year of high school was so amused and crying.
"Thank you, boss!"
Xiaoli was so happy that she could get off work early and still get the money to receive. Even the male waiter next to her was envious. How great would it be if Mr. Ding beat him!
Xiaoli left happily. As soon as she left, an angry shout came from her yurt:
"Where are people? They all died!"
The fat man in high school was so scared that he shivered all over. He could only pretend to be calm and walked into the yurt with a smile.
"Mr. Ding, who made you so angry?"
The second-year-old fat man walked up to a young man with a fierce face, bowed his body and smiled with his face.
Bang!
The young man raised his hand and slapped the fat and dumb face of the second-year high school senior, making the fat and star-eyed look like Venus, but he didn't dare to complain.
"Fatty Gao, you're so angry about this young master's words, right?" Ding Sheng stood up, 1.8 meters tall, and his famous brands couldn't hide his playful aura.
There were a few young people sitting in the yurt. They crossed their legs and looked at the fat man with a playful look on their faces, not thinking that Ding Sheng was wrong with beating people!
"Young Master Ding, please calm down!"
Fatty in the second year of high school was beaten, but he still smiled and said, "Did Xiaoli not serve you well? Why don't I serve you personally?"
"Put it for me!"
Bang!
Ding Sheng kicked the second-year high school fat man in the lower abdomen again. He had been practicing Sanda for many years and was extremely strong. He kicked the second-year high school fat man in the 200-pound pound to the ground.
"Lao Ding, are you tickling him? Is this also called hitting someone?"
A young man who looked like a slutty face looked at Ding Sheng with a smirk and joked: "He is not a woman, do you still have to be merciful?"
"grass!"
Ding Sheng was so angry when he heard this, he rushed over and raised his foot to the fat fat man on the ground, stomped his feet!
"No, don't, don't beat me, Young Master Ding, I, I was wrong!"
The second-year high school fat man could not withstand Ding Sheng's crazy trampling. In the blink of an eye, a few ribs were broken.
"You know you're wrong now?"
Ding Sheng squatted down, raised his hand and patted the fat man in the second year of high school, and said coldly: "What is the wine I want? If I don't drink it today, I will guarantee that you will be worse than death!"
"The wine was... asked by a buddy named Ye Chen!" Gao Erpin explained helplessly.
"grass!"
Hearing that the second-year high school fat man really gave the wine to someone else, Ding Sheng stood up and kicked the second-year high school fat man hard on the belly, and asked viciously:
"Who Ye Chen dares to steal my young master's wine? He is tired of living?"
"I don't know me either, but Mr. Cao and the others call him brother!" Gao Erpin said truthfully with a sad face.
"What Young Master Cao?" Ding Sheng said annoyed.
"Cao Yang!"
"Fuck! Cao Yang is a big deal. He dares to grab things from me. Today I have to deal with him~!"
Ding Sheng was furious. After saying that, he picked up a meat-crawling knife from the table and shouted at his companion: "Why are you still sitting? Let me go and have someone surnamed Cao!"
Several accomplices stood up one after another, but the "little white-faced" who just joked about Ding Sheng was immediately in deep thought when he heard the name Ye Chen. It was not until Ding Sheng said he wanted to go to Cao Yang that he slowly spoke:
"Ding Sheng, don't you think the name Ye Chen sounds very familiar?"
"Don't care!"
Ding Sheng was angry and gritted his teeth and said, "I dare to steal the things that I like, even the Jade Emperor will not give him face!"
"Yes, Mr. Ding is mighty!"
"That boy Cao Yang rarely lives in the capital on weekdays. It seems that he doesn't remember who said it in the capital!"
“…”
Several accomplices were also filled with righteous indignation, which further encouraged Ding Sheng to find trouble.