Chapter 172 Something knocked out of my head
"Sir, Qin Chang called and said that Miss Song was beaten at the Beijing-Hong Kong Club."
When Yan Hui received the call, he was heartbroken Trembling, I don't know if it's funny or sad. He was beaten on his own territory. If word spread about this, how will Director Ji behave in the future?
In the Beijing-Hong Kong Club, Qin Chang subdued the man as soon as he rushed over and pinned him to the ground so that he could not move.
Jacques is bold and loud. In addition, he has been a money-splitting boy in the Beijing-Hong Kong club a few times recently, which makes people remember his face.
Someone swarmed around him and started attacking him with a few words.
"Do you know who this person is? Jia Zhizhi!"
"If you offend him, you have offended someone from Fengming Capital"
This one after another sound Qin Chang had to call Yan Hui.
No doubt, because Ji Lan heard that the other party was from Fengming Capital, his face was ugly and gloomy.
Zhao Jiahuai had not yet recovered from his gloomy mood. Hearing what happened downstairs, he cursed and resigned himself to his fate and went downstairs.
When I first arrived at the elevator, I saw Jia Ke being pinned to the ground by Qin Chang and Ji Lan standing aside, covering his head, my calves trembled slightly.
When he understood the ins and outs of the matter, he felt that his life was not long.
"Do you know Mr. Zhao?"
Qin Chang naturally knew Zhao Jiahuai. Seeing him staring at the person in his hand with a cold look on his face, he asked.
"Let's talk upstairs!" Zhao Jiahuai called the security to disperse the onlookers, and walked to Ji Lan's side to help her: "Is Mr. Song okay?"
"It's okay, it's not a big deal. ," Ji Lan raised her eyes and looked at him with displeasure: "I advise Mr. Zhao to go see what's going on with the surveillance."
The group went upstairs, and Zhao Jiahuai called the club manager to bring up the surveillance. , took another ice cube, wrapped it in a towel and handed it to Ji Lan.
Just at this time, the manager sent up the monitoring records.
After watching the one-minute video, Zhao Jiahuai couldn't bear to look at Ji Lan.
Unexpected disaster! ! ! ! Unexpected disaster! ! ! !
Jiaco, this crazy guy, was angry with him. He went downstairs and met Ji Lan. He just looked at him and was beaten by him.
The house leaked and it rained all night. Once Ji Mingzong knew about it, not to mention Jiaco, even he would have a hard time.
Jiaco is the person he brought in, and he is in charge of the Beijing-Hong Kong Club.
Regardless of whether Ji Lan is the real Mrs. Ji now, her current relationship with Ji Mingzong as boyfriend and girlfriend can make him drink.
Zhao Jiahuai couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked over and pulled Qin Chang away, kicked Jia Ke, and with a burst of anger, he grabbed the man's collar and pressed his head against the coffee table. With a bang, the tempered glass of the coffee table made a muffled sound.
In an instant, blood flowed out.
"Are you too brave? Are you making trouble for me? I speak nicely to give you face, not to step on you." Zhao Jiahuai threw the person into the corner, fearing that it would dirty Ji Lan's eyes, and closed the door. Turned off the lights in the office.
Jaco screamed like crazy after being beaten.
Zhao Jiahuai ripped off the tie around his neck, pinched his mandible and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking his screams.
When Ji Mingzong came, he happened to see this scene.
Looking past the angry Zhao Jiahuai, he went straight towards Ji Lan sitting on the sofa.
He reached out to pull away her hand holding the ice cube, but was dodged.
"What are you hiding from?" Mr. Ji said in a displeased tone: "Let me see."
"Your people beat me up," Ji Lan's nest was on fire, and she could be hit even when she walked. Being hit by someone, this is just fucking unlucky. I thought I would meet a crazy guy, but I never thought that the crazy guy was from Ji Mingzong.
"She's not mine," Mr. Ji explained patiently, his worry eyes not diminishing even a little. He stood beside her with a hunched back in a suit and leather shoes, and coaxed again: "Let me see the injury first, and I'll take care of the rest. Solve it, huh?”
Ji Lan still refused and ducked away.
Ji Mingzong was so evil that he struggled to see anyone for nearly a week, but finally saw someone and caused such a thing.
"Zhao Jiahuai," the man shouted angrily.
Zhao Jiahuai trembled with excitement, stood up straight and turned to look at Ji Lan: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, Jia Ke is not Director Ji's person." He is not yet capable enough.
"Anyone who is not Director Ji has nothing to do with Director Ji. After all, money makes men bold. If he doesn't have the guts, he will not attack me in public."
What's in Ji Lan's mind I still remember what the group of people who just watched the show said.
People from Fengming Capital.
To offend him is to offend Fengming Capital.
What is this?
One's own people beat one's own people?
This impossible thing was encountered by Ji Mingzong. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was fucked.
In the office, the atmosphere became solemn for a moment. Ji Lan lost his temper and became stubborn with him.
Yan Hui stood aside, his eyes focused on Zhao Jiahuai, and he walked over to pick up the beaten and dying Jiaco.
He led everyone away and left the box to Ji Lan and Ji Mingzong.
Ji Mingzong stared at her, not seeing her for a few days. She had no phone calls, no messages, and had not returned home. After several days of fighting, he finally lost. For a moment, he didn’t know what the meaning was. .
In this relationship, both of them are tearing and struggling.
For a long time, a sigh sounded above his head. Ji Mingzong stretched out his trousers and squatted in front of Ji Lan. One hand fell on her waist and the other on the back of her hand holding the ice cube.
“Obey, let me take a look first. Only after I see the injury clearly can I prescribe the right medicine to deal with the person.”
Ji Lanjuan stood straight: "Not yours?"
"Such a fool is not worthy of being mine." Mr. Ji took advantage of her reluctance to take her hand away.
When I saw the redness and swelling on my forehead, my heart trembled.
“Do you see anything?”
“Is my brain okay?”
"Okay," Ji Mingzong nodded solemnly.
“Of course my brain is good, I just knocked something off,” Ji Lan said smoothly.
“What was knocked off?”
“You!”
The man couldn’t help laughing and smiled softly: “Nonsense.”
"It's true."
"It has to be false if it's true," the man didn't give her a chance to talk.
When he stood up, he touched the back of her head with his fingertips and whispered: "Wait for me."
"Don't come out."
In the corridor, Yan Hui looked at her It landed on Jia Ke, looked over it, and then moved to Zhao Jiahuai.
"You're done."
"How much done?" Zhao Jiahuai wasn't sure how far Ji Mingzong had gone with Ji Lan.
He has really reached the stage of life and death. He is indeed finished today.
"It's hard to say," Yan Hui shook his head. The two of them didn't know whether they had a quarrel or were in the middle of a cold war. They didn't go home for several days. It would be fine if there was no one in their hearts, but Qin Chang was asked to report on the situation every day.
You want both face and licking, so it’s not too much to say that it’s right and right.
Zhao Jiahuai sighed.
The mood was unbearable, so he stepped forward and kicked Jiaco.
Not long after, the office door was opened, and Ji Mingzong stood at the door in a black coat, with a cold expression and the oppression of a superior.
The eyes fell on Zhao Jiahuai, as if the weight of a mountain was overwhelming, making people unable to breathe: "Is this the solution you said?"