"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"
Zhou Sheng looked at Shao Le intently, with a hint of excitement or panic in his trembling voice.
As an executive of Shanhe Pictures, a subsidiary of Yiyang Group, he had of course seen Shao Le before. He had just come from a distance. He didn't recognize him at the first time because he was drunk. Now that he recognized Shao Le, he felt very happy. Eight times, I was extremely worried.
Huang Maoqiang saw that Zhou Sheng's expression was not right and asked directly: "Why, does Manager Zhou know these brats?"
Zhou Sheng nodded repeatedly.
Huang Maoqiang was a little hesitant at this moment. If this was on his own territory, no matter what background these brats had, they would definitely beat his nephew first. But this time, after all, he was traveling far away to do business. Huang Maoqiang After thinking for a moment, he retracted his hand and said, "Since we know Manager Zhou, for the sake of Manager Zhou's face, let's just forget about it today."
"Uncle! I've been shocked!" When Huang Ping heard this, he suddenly felt like crying.
Shao Le pushed Xu Zheng away, stepped forward and asked, "Manager Zhou, is what happened today really just a misunderstanding?"
"Yes, yes, it's really a misunderstanding."
Zhou Sheng nodded and bowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his throat was extremely dry at the moment.
"Then do you want to ask the two of them what they said just now when they were sitting next to me?"
"Forehead."
Zhou Sheng took a breath and turned to look at Huang Tao and Huang Ping in disbelief.
Huang Maoqiang also realized through Shao Le's tone of voice and Zhou Sheng's reaction that the identities of the three boys in front of him might be unusual. He stared at Shao Le and said nothing.
Huang Tao didn't realize this. With his father by his side, he pointed at Xu Zheng and said, "What we said is none of your business, Dad. It wasn't Xiaoping who made the first move today. It was this kid who used it first." A beer bottle hit Xiaoping on the head, we..."
Halfway through his words, Shao Le slapped him in the face with a backhand. The crisp slap echoed on the first floor, and all the guests at other tables who were still eating were startled.
Only Xu Zheng and Li Yifei were the calmest. Both of them looked at Huang Tao as if they were idiots.
Shao Le looked at Huang Maoqiang intently. Seeing his expression change, he still raised his hand and slapped the other side of Huang Tao's face.
Huang Tao was completely crazy now. As the only son in the family, he had never been bullied like this since he was a child. He grabbed the dry pot on the table and smashed it directly into Shao Le's face, but he had just raised the dry pot. When he got up, Shao Le stretched out his legs and kicked him on the knees. He fell to the ground instantly, and the boiling soup in the dry pot spilled on him. Huang Tao hugged his knees, curled up on the ground, and screamed.
Huang Ping stared at his cousin on the ground. His forehead was still bleeding, his face was pale, and his legs began to tremble inexplicably.
He had never seen anyone dare to beat his cousin like this in front of his uncle.
Huang Maoqiang, whose face was ashen, stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grab Shao Le's collar, and said angrily: "Little brat, are you looking for death?!"
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang!" Zhou Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to pry Huang Maoqiang's hand away, but Huang Maoqiang pushed him away. He said angrily: "He is my son, and this kid is hitting him in the face. My face, Manager Zhou, that’s all we’re talking about tonight, if there’s anything else we can talk about it another day.”
When Zhou Sheng was about to speak, a short but muscular man behind him stepped forward. He reached out and clasped Huang Maoqiang's wrist. With a little force, Huang Maoqiang's hand immediately let go of Shao Le's collar. He was in pain. Can't even speak.
"Boy, who is this guy?" Luo Feng asked, grabbing Huang Maoqiang's hand.
"I don't know him, he's a coal boss from the north."
"How to do it?"
"Don't break his hand off, I can't afford the medical expenses."
After Luo Feng heard this, he let go of Huang Maoqiang's hand and stood aside to watch the show.
Shao Le paid no more attention to the three Huang family members. He turned to look at Zhou Sheng and said in a gentle voice: "Manager Zhou, it is right for people to be greedy, but your behavior tonight is to poach yourself. , it seems like your appetite is too big, the company probably can’t tolerate a big Buddha like you.”
"I went out to dinner with my sister tonight. There are some things I won't tell my dad, but my sister will definitely tell my dad what happened tonight when she gets home. You'd better be prepared, look. Let’s see if there are any clues left in the company. You also know my father’s character. Once betrayed, he will never be used again. The devil says it’s big or small, but I’ve never seen anyone who was driven away by my dad. Which company dares to accept it?"
"Also, Director Zhao, I remember that you are a contracted director of Shanhe Pictures, so you don't know that Yiyang Management has a clear rule that directors are not allowed to bring company artists to accompany them for drinks, right?"
"You two, while you still have time tonight, think about what you should change your career in the future. I wish you a bright future."
After Shao Le finished speaking, he stepped out of the restaurant. Whether intentionally or not, when he stepped forward, his left foot stepped on Huang Tao's hand again. The screams sounded again, but everyone else in the restaurant was silent.
After Shao Le and his group left, Zhou Sheng's feet softened for some unknown reason and he collapsed directly on the ground.
Huang Maoqiang gritted his teeth and asked: "Manager Zhou, who is that kid?!"
Zhou Sheng's teeth trembled and he lowered his voice as he said, "The prince of our group."
"What!"
Huang Maoqiang said loudly: "Why didn't you say anything just now!!!"
…
The next day.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
As soon as Zhou Sheng arrived at the company, several young men in suits walked straight into the company, pushed the door open and walked into his office. The leading young man took out his work permit and said:
"Hello, I am Zhong Wei, the leader of the group's audit, supervision and anti-fraud investigation team. You are suspected of violating many of the company's regulations. We first ask you to come upstairs with us to assist in the investigation. If you do not cooperate, we will hand you over to the police station. and appeal against you.”
When he saw this group of people coming in, Zhou Sheng was already heartbroken. He slumped down on the chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and said, "Can I have a cigarette before I leave?"
Zhong Wei raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said uprightly: "I can only give you three minutes."
…
the other side.
In a five-star hotel in Shanghai.
"What! People from the tax bureau went to the company! What's going on???"
Huang Maoqiang took his mobile phone and sat up from the bed in a flash.
The person in charge of the company's finance department on the other end of the phone said nervously: "I don't know. Not long after I came to the company, they came and said that someone reported that we had tax problems, and they had seized all the computers in our finance department. Mr. Huang, have you offended someone?"
"My people are all outside, I can be... offended..."
Huang Maoqiang's eyes said: "I don't care what method you use, just give me a day and I will fly back right away."
"Boss, it may be too late, they are already investigating."
"Can you find out the problem?"
"Should...should be able to."
"Son of a bitch, why did I raise you, you are a piece of trash!!!"
At this time, the hotel room door was opened, and Huang Tao and Huang Ping, who had a bandage on their head, walked in from the outside.
Seeing Huang Maoqiang's displeased face, the two asked in unison: "Dad (uncle), what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Huang Maoqiang turned around, slapped the two of them on the face, and cursed loudly: "You two are useless trash who failed to succeed and failed to succeed. You made it impossible for me to do business, and your own buttocks were set on fire. Get out of here, get out of here!"
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