The manager only rolled his eyes.

The person who scolds Sang Kun and respects is a fool, and he doesn't know who is a fool.

"Sir, you bought two bottles of 96 degrees of vodka at the front desk, right?"

Chen Wangcai swallowed when he heard this, "Nonsense, do you have any evidence?"

"Huh. The manager was amused by him, "This gentleman, we have surveillance at the front desk, do you want me to take you to have a look?"

Chen Wangcai's old face turned red when he was said, "Even if I buy vodka, what does it have to do with burning his car?"

The manager's eyes narrowed, "That car was lit with wine." The firefighting security guards all smelled of alcohol. If you want to prove that you didn't order it, where are those two bottles of vodka?"

"Are you insulting me, as an overseas Chinese, or an old director of a foreign group, I have hundreds of thousands of dollars for a meal, and I will burn this turtle's car for hundreds of thousands?"

Chen Wangcai's face was red and his neck was thick, and he paid attention in his heart, and he couldn't admit that he was killed.

"That is, what is the identity of our family Wangcai, how can we do such dirty things. ”

Fan Qiaoyu also shouted, "Lin Baole, you said it yourself, will we burn your car?"

Lin Baole shrugged, "How do I know." ”

"What is your attitude?" Fan Qiaoyu stood up directly, "What do you treat us as you! What kind of identity do we have, can you compare to this poor ghost?"

"You two, shut up. ”

The manager listened angrily.

Even the people who mourn Sangkun have to call out their eldest brother, how can they insult at will.

Who is Sang Kun?

The underground emperor of Qingzhou, the eldest brother of Emperor Lao Tzu, is he casually scolding?

"Yo he!" Chen Wangcai took out his murderous portrait again,

"You are a restaurant runner, you dare to yell at my mother! Go, call your manager, I want to complain about you." ”

The manager frowned, and also showed an attitude, "I am the manager here, warn you, if you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for being polite." ”

The mother and son were disrespectful to Lin Baole, and the manager guessed that even if he was killed, Sang Kun would not say anything!

Chen Wangcai didn't expect him to be the manager, so he couldn't help but be embarrassed, but he wouldn't admit it.

"I'm rubbing, a little manager dares to yell at me, the president of the group has to listen to Lao Tzu, are you a fart? You are special, you are not qualified to talk to me, go, call your boss to me, let him come to see me." ”

"See our boss? You don't seem to have that qualification. "The manager didn't blow this, the boss of the underground in Qingzhou, did he say that he could see it?

At best, he is just a rich young master, how can he be qualified to call Fu Kun to see him?

is still the old director of the group, is the old director of the group so young?

Group Lao Dong, do you wear such a thick gold chain?

Besides, after such a long time, Lin Baole didn't stop it, shouldn't he ask the security guards to do it and kill him!

Chen Wangcai didn't know what the manager was thinking, and stretched out his hand to a row of tables, "I came back from abroad and spent more than 300,000 yuan with you, and you dare to slander me for burning this poor car? I want to see your boss and let him come to ......."

"Stop shouting......"

At this moment, a slightly cold voice came from outside the door.

Immediately, a thin man with a grim face walked in.

He looked straight at Chen Wangcai, "Who were you scolding just now?"

"I ......" Chen Wangcai intuitively felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, "Did I curse?"

Hearing this, the manager hurriedly mended the knife, "Yes, you scolded Mr. Lin, not once, but several times." ”

Chen Wangcai was not afraid of this manager, his eyes widened, "I'll just scold him, what's the matter? He was originally a poor turtle, can't he be anyone? And you don't have the right to speak, hurry up and call your boss." ”

"I'm the boss here," it turned out that the cold-looking man was Sang Kun, and he took out his phone, clicked on the screen, and started playing a video.

In the video, Chen Wangcai poured two bottles of vodka on Lin Baole's car, and then lit them with a cigarette.

The high-definition camera was taken clearly, and everyone saw it really.

Chen Wangcai's head was big for a while, and he couldn't help but look at his mother beside him, "Mom, didn't you say that the country is very poor and backward, and there is no surveillance video!"

"Even if you don't, you can't ......" Fan Qiaoyu was a little speechless.

You can pretend to be a master in front of the old lady and them, but you can't persecute them!

After all, there is a layer of kinship, and besides, there is not such a big hatred!

"Wangcai, you ...... How can you do this?" even Fan Qiaoqin couldn't help but speak.

The car was borrowed, and now it is burned and scrapped, so I can't accompany other people's money?

Chen Wangcai's mouth crooked: "It's just a broken car, and it's not worth a few dollars, what's the matter! I'm afraid that you will use it to break my mother's waist, and it will be burned." ”

"Besides, my mother's golden branches and jade leaves have been torn upside down, can you pay for it? Aren't I doing this for your good!"

Everyone frowned when they heard this, and Sang Kun bowed to the manager next to him, and the manager nodded and strode towards Chen Wangcai.

"What do you mean, do you want to hit me? Okay, come on, it's all priced, I'm still afraid of you, just hit me, come on......"

screamed very horizontally, and stretched out his face, looking like he was being beaten.

"Smack!"

The manager raised his hand and slapped Chen Wangcai's face.

Chen Wangcai was pumped and fell out of the chair directly.

The head was buzzing, and the cheeks were hot and painful, as if they were on fire.

Don't look at this manager Si Sven, but it's really unambiguous to move, and the strength is definitely enough.

"I just hit you, what's wrong?" said the manager, going up with two more feet.

"Whew......"

Chen Wangcai, who kicked it, burst into a scream.

The bones are about to kick and break, and it hurts to hear.

"Oh, you are a domestic worker, dare to beat my son, do you know what my son does......"

Fan Qiaoyu couldn't help but blow up when she saw her son being beaten.

"Smack!"

As a result, before he could finish a sentence, he was slapped on the table by the manager.

The vegetable juice was stained on his face, and so was his clothes, and he was suddenly embarrassed.

This sudden change scared Fan Qiaoqin and Tang Shijie stupidly.

"Barbarian, do you dare to beat me?" Fan Qiaoyu covered her cheeks, angry, "Wangcai, don't you know those bosses in China, call them and close this shop." ”

Chen Wangcai doesn't know any big bosses, saying this is just scaring people.

The manager almost burst out laughing.

Who has the ability to calm the shop of the gods?

"Do you still dare to make a noise?" picked up the wine bottle and shaved it very unceremoniously on Fan Qiaoyu's head.

"Smack!"

The bottle shattered. Fan Qiaoyu, who was extremely pretentious, was squatted on the ground.

At the same time, he was frightened, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore, and he didn't even dare to scream, for fear of being beaten again.

"You dare to beat my mother?" Chen Wangcai saw that his mother was beaten and wanted to get up and explode.

But before he could get up, he was stepped on by the manager, "What should you do if you say Mr. Lin's car?" ”