Chapter 7: Unscrupulous Journalists
When Sun Ye, the manager of the Watanabe Avenue branch, saw that his prince was coming, he quickly invited Xiao Han into the office respectfully.
"Xiao Shao, Zhang Shao, please drink tea. Sun Ye made a pot of tea for the two.
"Store Manager Sun, I heard that the old man died in our store?" Xiao Han sat on the boss's chair and said straight to the point.
Sun Ye nodded: "Well, yes." ”
"Do you think there's a problem with the food in our Imperial Dining Pavilion?" Xiao Han asked.
"There was absolutely no problem with the meals at our Imperial Dining Court. ”
Sun Ye's eyes were firmly vetoed, "Actually, I noticed the old man as soon as he entered the store, his complexion looked abnormal, it was a sickly paleness, and his breathing was not very smooth, I specially poured him a cup of hot tea to let him feel good." ”
Xiao Han nodded: "Well, tell me your opinion." ”
"I don't think the old man choked to death after eating our food, but died suddenly from some kind of disease. Sun Ye said.
"Hey, didn't you say food poisoning?" Zhang Dawei, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but speak.
"That's all scribbled by unscrupulous reporters who arbitrarily smeared our Imperial Dining Pavilion!" Sun Ye immediately responded.
Xiao Han had detailed information in his hand, of course, he knew that the report of the online news media on the Imperial Dining Pavilion was not true, the old man died in the store at that time, and the doctor in charge gave the examination report that he died of suffocation, not poisoning death at all as the unscrupulous reporter said.
As for the poisoned autopsy report on the Internet, the devil knows where it was photoshopped from.
Of course, as for whether the old man choked to death, it seems that there is still an investigation to be investigated, of course, in order to prevent the family of the deceased from biting it, the Imperial Dining Pavilion paid a million.
"My Nima's, where is that reporter? Lao Tzu beat him up, and see if he dares to write blindly in the future. Zhang Dawei said angrily.
Xiao Han ignored him, but looked at Sun Ye: "What do you mean, that old man died suddenly due to his own illness, and our Imperial Dining Pavilion did the big thing?"
Sun Ye frowned: "I'm not 100% sure, but I always feel that the old man's death was not because the food blocked the trachea and choked to death." ”
"Is there any surveillance footage at that time?" Xiao Han asked.
"Yes, in the monitoring room, I'll go make a copy of it now. Sun Ye turned to leave.
Zhang Dawei sighed: "This is too back, all bad things have caught up, the old man himself was sick and died suddenly, and he happened to be dining in the Imperial Dining Pavilion, whether he died suddenly or was choked, who can tell the damn clearly." ”
"As long as you have the heart, you can find the truth. Xiao Han said with a smile.
Subsequently, Sun Ye sent the copied surveillance video over.
After watching the surveillance video, Xiao Han knew it in his heart.
Leaving the branch of Watanabe Avenue, Xiao Han took out the communicator, dialed a number, and agreed on a place to meet.
"Who are you dating?" asked Zhang Dawei curiously.
"That unscrupulous journalist. Xiao Han said.
Because of a report, the business of the Imperial Kitchen Pavilion was bleak, and no customers came to the door, of course the reporter's information was checked clearly, and the detailed information of the reporter was found in the document given by Xiao Zhiyuan.
"Did he agree to meet?" asked Zhang Dawei.
Xiao Han nodded: "Yes"
"My Nima's, go, buy a watermelon knife, Lao Tzu hacked that bastard to death. ”
Zhang Dawei was very angry, it has not yet been determined whether he was choked to death, and the unscrupulous reporter was very fucked, directly saying that the old man died of food poisoning, and also photoshopped an autopsy report, igniting the storm of public opinion in the Imperial Dining Pavilion, and the unscrupulous reporter was the culprit who caused the building of the Imperial Dining Pavilion to crumble.
"Calm, I'm not excited, what are you excited about. Xiao Han gave him a blank look.
At this time, it was already evening, and the neon lights in Jianghai City slowly lit up.
Zhang Dawei parked the car at a corner of Republic Square, glanced around, and turned his head to look at Xiao Han in the co-pilot's seat: "Where is the unscrupulous reporter?"
"Isn't that right there?"
Xiao Han glanced at the basketball court in the distance, pushed the car door and walked down.
Zhang Dawei looked at the photos on Ma Defei's information, looked towards the basketball court, and soon found Ma Defei.
It was a small-eyed man, not too tall, wearing a jersey, very agile on the court, and amazing bounce, grabbing rebounds in front of big guys several times.
"I, Nima, this kid is so ugly, there is no doubt that he is the one who is talking about ugly people. Zhang Dawei scolded and got out of the car.
The basketball court is brightly lit, and several tall lights illuminate the place as if it were daytime.
"Ma Defei, roll over the ...... for me"
After coming to the court, Zhang Dawei directly yelled at Ma Defei on the court.
The eight people who had been playing in groups immediately stopped, and in addition to that, several people on the side of the court also stood up.
Holy, a bunch?
Zhang Dawei shrunk his neck, and originally wanted to yell at Ma Defei to roll over and be beaten, but when he saw this situation, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.
"You are Xiao Han who asked me to meet, the eldest young master of the Imperial Dining Pavilion?" Ma Defei walked over with a basketball, looked Zhang Dawei up and down, and asked coldly.
"He's not, I'm am. Xiao Han reminded.
"It turns out that you are Xiao Dashao. ”
Ma Defei glanced at Xiao Han with his spare eyes, and his gaze fell back on Zhang Dawei, "Since you are not Xiao Dashao, then you shout a hang!"
After that, he smashed the basketball in his hand towards Zhang Dawei.
Caught off guard, Zhang Dawei's face was smashed, and he staggered back a few steps and sat on the ground.
"Grass !!"
Zhang Dawei felt that his face was hot, and he was going to teach Ma Defei a lesson when he got up.
Xiao Han stretched out his hand and stopped him: "Don't be impulsive, there are many of them." ”
Hearing this, Ma Defei laughed: "It seems that Xiao Dashao is still sensible, and I, Ma Defei, like to deal with sensible people the most." ”
The others also had smug smiles on their faces, they had already figured out the details of Xiao Han and Zhang Dawei, these were the two most useless second ancestors in Jianghai City, there was not even a bodyguard by his side, he was bullied if he was bullied, and the feeling of bullying the second ancestor was cool.
The corners of Zhang Dawei's mouth twitched, and he couldn't wait to rush up and give Ma Defei two big mouths.
Xiao Han was very calm: "Ma Defei, I made an appointment with you to have a good chat with you." ”
"What are you talking about?
Ma Defei's expression became playful, his eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, Xiao Zhiyuan had already talked to him before, and now the little one came to talk to him again, and he didn't even pay attention to the big one, how could he put Xiao Han, the small one, in his eyes.
"Fart, that old guy died of his own illness, what's the matter with the Imperial Dining Pavilion!" Zhang Dawei roared.
Ma Defei was not annoyed, but just dug out the ear droppings with his little thumb: "Sure enough, someone farts in their mouth, it really stinks." ”
"Hahaha......"
The others laughed in agreement.