Chapter 111 I'm here to cause trouble
Including Wei Hongqing, everyone in the box was shocked by his behavior. They didn't understand what this guy who didn't look like a rich man was from?
"I ask you again, who are you looking for?" Xiao Liuzi asked with suppressed anger, surrounded by an evil aura that wanted to hit people.
Chu Pingsheng still regarded him as nothing. He took two steps with the goblet in his hand and said with an indifferent expression: "Mr. Wei made a reservation because the business deal with Mr. Fan collapsed and he was despised by the landlady. Are you sulking in the small box?”
All hits!
Wei Hongqing stared blankly at his mocking profile. He racked his brains and couldn't remember where he had seen this person. Since he had never seen him before, how did he know these things?
Chu Pingsheng took another sip of brandy in the goblet.
"Eight hundred thousand T-shirts, the unit price is twenty-eight and a half yuan, the sale is completed, even if the commission is only two points, it is a profit of nearly 500,000, the boss lady has not bothered less about this matter, 伱You want to step on Mr. Bao to increase your net worth, but the wife of the boss also wants to pry into Mr. Bao's corner to show off your ability as a professional broker. You messed up this cooperation because of your own negligence. The wife of the boss was held up in the air and followed. It’s a shame, if you ask me, it’s a big honor not to queue you up in the lobby to eat at the table.”
When talking about Wei Hongqing and Fan Xinhua’s business, Chu Pingsheng found it very funny, and the character was a bit insulting to his IQ. . Even if Wei Hongqing is a rich second generation without a city, he can't be without a little bit of brains. He can't compete with others for business without first collecting information about his opponent, understanding his main business, financial strength, etc.?
I jumped in without doing any research. When I heard that Fan Xinhua and Song Abao’s order involved 800,000 T-shirts, I was dumbfounded. He could only buy 50,000 T-shirts.
With this kind of brain, Wei Song dares to let this prodigal son go to Huanghe Road to mess around?
"Little Chi, you have no place to speak here, get out of here."
Yangpu's little Liuzi was ignored by him twice, and his heart was already filled with anger, but now what kind of pot is he? Regardless of which pot to mention, Mr. Wei was slapped in the face in front of all the boys. He must show off his aggressiveness, so he slapped his hand on the table, stood up with a snap, and grabbed Chu Pingsheng's back collar. go.
There is a can of Tieguanyin on the cabinet next to the dining table. There are two bottles of beer on the side of Tieguanyin, and three bottles of Maotai liquor inside.
"Maotai? Is Wuliangye in the 1990s more respectable than Maotai..."
After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking with a cold expression, he suddenly grabbed the beer bottle on the cabinet and turned around with a wave.
Pop...
The beer bottle hit Xiao Liuzi on the head.
The glass exploded and the wine flew, splashing all over the people around him. Wei Hongqing was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair.
“Ah...”
Accompanied by Xiao Liuzi's screams, blood dripped down his temples.
The loyal guy next to him picked up a wine bottle with his backhand. Before he could hit Chu Pingsheng on the head, the smashed beer bottle hit his neck, and the sharp glass stubble cut his flesh. , the blood trickled down slowly.
At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open. Minmin came in carrying a plate with a silver thermal insulation cover. Seeing that Xiao Liuzi's head was covered with blood, Chu Pingsheng only had to use gentle force to remove the other person. At the sight of the main artery in his neck being cut, he was so frightened that his hands trembled and he almost knocked over Gan Chao Niu He.
She is a working girl from the countryside. She has never seen such a scene.
"This is the stir-fried beef river that I invited Mr. Wei." Chu Pingsheng's voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel chilling: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry, serve it to Mr. Wei while it's still hot. ”
Minmin looked around, swallowed hard, stiffened up and placed the plate of dry-fried beef river in front of Wei Hongqing, and opened the lid: "Wei...Mr....please use..."
Use?
Use your ass!
Who can eat this scene?
Wei Hongqing was panicking. He really didn't expect that kid to be so cruel.
"Brother, if you have something to say, don't kill me. If you don't commit the crime, it will be bad if the police are called."
"Are you threatening me? Mr. Bao was almost sent to see the King of Hell by me. What's more, it's just a young man from Yangpu. I'm stupid and fierce. The last thing I'm afraid of is threats. "I almost sent Mr. Bao to see the King of Hell?
So, he is the one who drove the taxi and hit Mr. Bao?
Danglang.
Chu Pingsheng took away the thorny and bloody half of the beer bottle and threw it away. The man who was almost wiped from the neck collapsed on the chair, his face was pale, and he did not dare to take a breath.
When Minmin saw that the atmosphere had relaxed slightly, she took the empty plate and lid and left the box as if running for her life.
"Try it, Mr. Wei."
Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand and waved to the dry-fried beef river in front of Wei Hongqing.
“Hehe...hehe.”
Wei Hongqing tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. Looking at the dry-fried beef river on the plate, he really had no appetite at all.
"Brother, let me ask you, why did you come to me this time?" After saying that, he glanced at Xiao Liuzi, who was covering his head and asking for a tissue to stop the bleeding, and the younger brothers who were too scared to move: "We...haven't celebrated holidays before, have we?"
"We haven't celebrated holidays." Chu Pingsheng said with a smile: "Please believe that I come with good intentions."
Come with good intentions ?
Isn’t this nonsense? You break people’s heads if they disagree with you, and you say you come with good intentions?
Chu Pingsheng explained: "Didn't Mr. Wei always want to amaze Mr. Bao on Yellow River Road? I came to Zhizhen Garden this time just to give you this opportunity."
After hearing this, Wei Hongqing felt blue veins on his forehead. After all, if he really hit Mr. Bao and escaped unharmed, he would indeed cause a sensation on Huanghe Road.
Da, da, da...
There was a rush of footsteps outside, the door of the private room opened, and Pan Jie, the manager of Zhenzhiyuan with a shoulder-length egg roll perm, came with him Minmin walked into the box, glanced at Xiao Liuzi who was covering his head and humming in a low voice, then glanced at the blood and glass shards on the ground, and said with force, "Mr. Wei, you and this friend... may I ask? Do you need Zhizhenyuan’s help?”
Before Wei Hongqing spoke, Chu Pingsheng interrupted: “Help? Do you mean calling the police?”
Pan Jie said expressionlessly: "Sir, if you are here to dine in Zhenyuan, we welcome you, but if you are here to cause trouble, I'm sorry, please leave immediately."
Chu Pingsheng squinted his eyes: "What if I don't?"
"Then don't blame us for calling the police."
"Okay, call the police immediately. If you don't, your boss lady surnamed Chen is a coward. "After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he threw the empty goblet in his hand without looking back.
The originally light goblet flew out like a cannonball, and with a bang, it shattered the three bottles of Maotai liquor on the counter.
Pan Jie's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.
Xiao Liuzi said sternly: "Manager Pan, what are you waiting for? Call the police."
Chu Pingsheng went over without saying a word and kicked Xiao Liuzi out with a bang. He knocked over several chairs and lay on the ground with his mouth open in pain. He clutched his chest and kept twisting. It looked like his ribs were broken.
Then he picked up the Remy Martin XO on the table, smashed a man with a scar on his hand who was tampering next to him until his mouth was full of blood, and broke off the two fingers of another guy who touched the knife. Then he sat down again, took out his lighter, clicked, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took a very cool puff, looked at the stunned Pan Jie and said: "Go out and call me Chen. If she can’t satisfy me today, let alone open it for three months, I will let her Zhizhen Garden close today.”
(End of Chapter)