Chapter 205 Support & Win over

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The door of the box was violently opened from the inside, and the faint smell of blood rushed out. Chen Jiahao rushed into the bathroom of the suite and vomited loudly.

After vomiting, he rushed out of the door, asking for a bride price, marrying his sister, go to hell, this man is simply a ruthless bastard, he——

Chen Jiahao opened his eyes in disbelief.

The door of the box should have faced a corridor, the corridor from which he came, but it had disappeared at this moment, and he was facing a white wall.

He reached out and touched the cold white wall in front of him.

"I'll ask you again." Pan Qiaomu's voice sounded behind him with a smile, "How to marry."



Chen Jiahao shook his legs and returned to the box, sitting back on the chair.

Pan Qiaomu was still greeting him: "Eat vegetables."

The feeling of vomiting surged again. Chen Jiahao looked away from the table in panic and lowered his eyes.

His eyes fell to the ground.

A few pools of blood, broken teeth, and red-stained tissues.

Chen Jiahao's eyes were fixed on the mess on the ground, unable to move away.

On the other side, Pan Qiaomu picked up the phone, turned off the video, checked that the video was intact, and put the phone back in his arms.

"What a careless person." He said to Xiao Wang with a smile, "I even fell down while eating and even knocked out my teeth."

After saying that, in front of Xiao Wang, Pan Qiaomu opened the envelope and poured out the contents——

Just a stack of white paper towels.

Xiao Wang's eyes widened instantly: "You lied to me?!"

Pan Qiaomu bent down, picked up the broken teeth with his fingertips through the thick paper towel, rolled them up, and put them into the envelope.

"roll."

He put the envelope back in his arms.



The door closes again.

Pan Qiaomu turned his attention to Chen Jiahao: "Are you full? I'm sorry, the reception was not good - why didn't you say anything?"

Chen Jiahao huddled on the chair, completely frightened and did not dare to breathe.

Pan Qiaomu stood up, unbuttoned one button of his shirt that was tied to his Adam's apple, walked up to Chen Jiahao, and kicked his calf: "Speak. How to marry."

Chen Jiahao wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything.

Pan Qiaomu put his hands in his pockets and suddenly kicked Chen Jiahao in the stomach. With a bang, Chen Jiahao and the chair fell to the ground.

Pan Qiaomu retracted his legs, tugged on the hem of his suit, and buttoned his suit.

Chen Jiahao rolled and knelt on the ground, and vomited with a "wow" sound. He cried while vomiting: "I will never dare to bully my sister again! Please! Let me go!" "

Pan Qiaomu lowered his eyes and looked down: "So you also know that this is bullying." He squatted beside Chen Jiahao with a smile, "Finally, love is no longer an excuse."

Chen Jiahao squirmed twice on the ground, moved back, and said while crying: "Yes, I know, I have always known..."

Pan Qiaomu said "Yeah": "You make me sick."

He picked up a plate of cold dishes from the table and poured it on Chen Jiahao's face.

Chen Jiahao's tears mixed with vinegar flowed down, and he was trembling all over. He heard the young man opposite say again: "Did you see it? This is it."

Chen Jiahao was so frightened that his mind was confused and he subconsciously asked: "What?"

"Support me." Pan Qiaomu said.



Pan Qiaomu sent a message to Li Hong: "Sister Hong, go back and show you the video."

Li Hong came over with an "OK" gesture.

Pan Qiaomu exited the chat interface, pulled out a cigarette and handed it to the other side. Then he took one casually.

With a click, the property manager lit a cigarette for him.

The property manager said while sucking: "Mr. Qiao Mu, you are so polite for such a trivial matter."

Pan Qiaomu smiled, lit up the screen of his mobile phone, and pointed: "I'll ask you to please remember the person I just warned. If he comes to blackmail my employees next time - and his inconvenience My parents, you should tell me as soon as possible. The old rules."

The property manager looked at Chen Jiahao's photo again and said, "No problem. However, your photo looks nothing like the poor guy who just pissed his pants because of fright."

Pan Qiaomu leaned on the chair and stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles of his shirt: "There's something different about him. Plastic surgery is impossible."

The person in charge of the property reminisced: "The guy who peed his pants looks much older than the photo. The photo looks like a young student, but he looks like a little old man."

Pan Qiaomu stared at the cigarette between his fingertips: "Do you sympathize with him?"

The person in charge of the property management smiled bitterly: "Am I qualified to sympathize with others? I bought a house on the 30th floor, but it turned out to be unfinished. I changed hands several times, and finally the 24th floor capped. Who do you think I should talk to to reason? The developer won't refund the money. , if we can’t enforce it, who will take care of it, who will be responsible? I will live in the sky from now on.”

Pan Qiaomu reached out and patted his shoulder: "Work hard and save more money. Stop thinking about it and start over."

The person in charge of the property said "Hey": "It's useless to think about it. It's my turn to take over, and I have to take over. But I won't throw my debt to others, so I'm not that mean."

Pan Qiaomu pulled out a red envelope from his bag and stuffed it forcefully into the pocket of his coat: "It's been a hard work this time, but please pay more attention in the future. Good luck, good luck to the God of Wealth."

The property manager pinched it and estimated that the thickness was worth 20,000 yuan. He smiled and said: "Of course I will comply with Mr. Qiao Mu's arrangements. I also wish you fortune."

Pan Qiaomu turned and left.

The phone rang: "Junior brother, you promised to come and help me, why did you postpone it again?"

Pan Qiaomu replied: "I signed a non-competition agreement and can only leave after settling the team."

Back in the office, Pan Qiaomu turned on his computer, pulled up his resignation letter, looked at it for a moment, and then exited the document.

He lit a cigarette and thought about the smoke.

If they couldn't do it, he didn't mind doing something dirty.

Whether it's for Chen Jiaxian or Li Hong. Whether as a man or as a boss, he knows exactly how to win people's hearts.