Hearing these two words, Zhang Tao froze for an instant. He looked at Lin Beichen who was smiling lightly, and then at Ma Youqian who had a gloomy look. He swallowed subconsciously, already feeling extremely horrified in his heart.
What do you mean! This stinky security guard is actually the master of the richest man Ma?
How is this possible!
The next moment, Ma Youqian sneered: "You just said your name is Zhang Tao, right? You're from Hangcheng Daily?"
He subconsciously responded, and then saw Ma Youqian pick up his cell phone and make a call. He immediately ordered in a cold voice: "Xiaoqian, I heard that you have a man named Zhang Tao, right? This person not only slandered my master, but
And the wife, and even raked it up. I think if this kind of rat shit is placed in the newspaper office, it will inevitably affect the work of other people. I think you need to remove this kind of person from the newspaper office."
Hearing this, Zhang Tao suddenly took a breath. Just as he was about to speak, Ma Youqian suddenly handed him the phone and sneered: "Nuo, your editor-in-chief has something to ask you."
Subconsciously, I turned on my cell phone. Before I could speak, I heard Qian Zheng, the editor-in-chief of Hangzhou Daily, yelling at the other end of the phone: "Zhang Tao, right? What the hell do you do for food? Okay, you don't have to come to the company to work tomorrow."
, the finance department will settle your salary, get out!"
Before Zhang Tao could speak, the call was hung up.
In just a moment, Zhang Tao's face suddenly turned extremely pale.
Fired!
I was actually fired by the editor-in-chief!
After finally climbing to his current position, he was fired by the editor-in-chief so easily. For a moment, Zhang Tao felt that his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He didn't even know when the phone in his hand was taken away.
Know.
Then, a big hand gently placed on his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, Ma Youqian looked at him indifferently, pointed at the Toyota behind him and said coldly: "You just asked my master to pay for your car."
Right? That’s your car?”
He nodded subconsciously, and then Zhang Tao came back to his senses in an instant. Just when he was about to speak, there was a check in his hand. Then he saw Ma Youqian clapped his hands, pointed at Zhang Tao and the Toyota and said coldly.
shouted:
"Come here, smash this car into scrap metal, send me to the hospital, and I'll pay for the medical expenses!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several black figures surged out from all directions, instantly surrounding Zhang Tao and the Toyota.
Before Zhang Tao could react, he suddenly heard a muffled sound. The body of the Toyota sedan collapsed instantly under the punch of the black-clad guard. In the blink of an eye, it was already in ruins under the punches and kicks of several people.
iron.
"this……"
Zhang Tao's face instantly turned extremely pale. He had finally borrowed that car from a friend, and now it was so easily smashed into scrap metal. How could he explain it to his friend when he went back?
However, before he could come to his senses, a slap suddenly hit his face. A wailing cry was heard instantly, and Zhang Tao had already been thrown several meters away by the slap.
The next moment, a guard grabbed Zhang Tao's collar and slapped him in the face without any explanation.
Although he only used less than 30% of his strength, the slap of a strong man at the peak of his strength was something that ordinary people could withstand. This time, even before a scream could be heard, Zhang Tao was already beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and fell to the ground.
rise.
Ma Youqian looked at this scene coldly and shouted coldly: "If you dare to insult my master again, I will prevent you from leaving Hangzhou!" After that, a check fell lightly into Zhang Tao's hand for two million.
It's clearly printed on it.
"Throw this man into the hospital, don't let him be an eyesore in front of me."
"yes!"
In response, the man in black lifted Zhang Tao's bloated body and disappeared in an instant.
Then, Ma Youqian looked at Lin Beichen, but his face tightened, and he said respectfully: "Master, I have frightened you and my wife."
When the word "Master's Wife" was mentioned, Mo Qingwu's eyes widened suddenly. Just when he was about to explain, Ma Youqian suddenly smiled and said: "Master's Wife, don't worry, I've already taken care of it at Hangcheng Daily.
The person has been fired and will not harass you again in the future."
"By the way, if you feel that working at Hangcheng Daily is not satisfactory, you can inform me at any time. I have money and I think I have some connections in Hangzhou, or you can come to our Baba Group, which will definitely satisfy you."
"No need!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingwu's face suddenly darkened, and he said, "I don't like other people's charity." After that, he left angrily alone.
"Master, this..."
Ma Youqian's face immediately tightened, and he looked at Lin Beichen hastily, thinking that he had said the wrong thing. Then he saw Lin Beichen helplessly shook his head and sighed: "That's it, let her be."
Mo Qingwu's temperament is still a bit too strong. Ever since he left the Mo family, he has wanted to make his way in the world on his own and does not want anyone's help or charity.
Regarding Mo Qingwu's temper, Lin Beichen shook his head helplessly.
There was still some grudge between Mo Qingwu and him.
"If you have money, send someone to protect her secretly." Lin Beichen sighed softly, and then without saying a word, a guard in black disappeared in a flash.
"Master, Mistress..." Looking at Mo Qingwu's stubborn back, Ma Youqian frowned slightly, but didn't know what to say. Then Lin Beichen sighed softly: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Xiaolei and the others should be hungry too, so let’s go and eat.”
"Okay." In response, Ma Youqian hurriedly led Lin Beichen towards the manor again.
It was dark at night, and this banquet ended dismally with such a farce, but Ma was rich and didn't care.
After all, the entire banquet was just a formality, and the ultimate goal was to entertain Lin Beichen, his mentor!
Everything else is secondary!
"Master, please!"
Under the cover of night, a burst of lively laughter could be heard in the devastated Ma's Manor.
…………
"Damn it, Lin Beichen, you ruined my good deeds. I will never settle this debt with you!"
At this moment, Qi Xiuwen was in ragged clothes, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. His whole face was swollen into a pig's head, and he was no longer as elegant as before.
As he spoke, there were constant stabbing pains on his bloody cheeks, which made Qi Xiuwen's face become even more ferocious. His mind was filled with Lin Beichen's indifferent and even mocking expression, which made Qi Xiuwen even more angry.
Qi Xiuwen felt a sense of humiliation that he had never experienced before.
Growing up, he has always been called a genius. He has had enough of all kinds of flattery. When has he ever been humiliated like this?
At that moment, Qi Xiuwen gritted his teeth and glanced in the direction of Ma's Manor, his eyes full of gloom. However, he did not walk in the direction of Qi's house. Instead, he dragged his injured and broken body and limped towards the airport.
Walk in the direction.
This Lin Beichen not only harbored his evil intentions, but even insulted his disciple.
Such deep hatred cannot be dealt with by Qi Xiuwen alone.
Thinking about it, Qi Xiuwen took out his cell phone with difficulty, made a call, and immediately ordered in a rough and angry voice: "Notify the master that the plan has changed, the Xuanjin Fruit and the Sky-Peeping Mirror have all been lost, and someone is causing trouble. I will go back right away.
Report to Master!"
Go ahead, hang up the phone, curse angrily, and suddenly slam the phone to the ground.
There was a crisp sound, and the phone shattered instantly.
At this moment, Qi Xiuwen's forehead was throbbing with veins, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked up at the gray sky and roared heartbreakingly: "Lin Beichen! Next time we meet, I will kill you!"
After that, Qi Xiuwen walked towards the airport. The expensive suit was torn into strips and hung on his body, looking as gray as a scavenger.
If reporters from those newspapers saw this scene and posted it online, it would probably cause a sensation in Hangzhou and even the whole country in an instant.
It is inevitable that Qi Xiuwen, a genius entrepreneur of a generation, would end up in such a predicament.
On the deserted street, Qi Xiuwen limped down the street, and the street lights exploded wherever he passed. If there were any warriors present, they would immediately see the dense and intoxicating mass around Qi Xiuwen.
The suffocating Qi was like a knife cutting, constantly scratching everything around him.