"Oh, Deputy General Manager Cheng, it's really young and promising, if you have a chance to meet next time, then start being friends next time," Qin Li said. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I believe that I have a fate with a beautiful woman, this is my business card," Deputy General Manager Cheng took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Qin Li.

"Thank you," Qin Li took the business card and said thank you, but she despised this kind of person in her heart, what kind of business card, this is a clear deception, and she pretended to be Sven.

After walking out of the gate of the mall, Qin Li threw Deputy General Manager Cheng's business card into the trash, and didn't even glance at it, but this move made Deputy General Manager Cheng see it clearly.

After Qin Li walked away, Deputy General Manager Cheng walked to the trash can, took out his business card, looked at the direction Qin Li left, and said, "A person with a lot of personality, knowing that his conditions are very good, but he doesn't care about it, this kind of person is worth chasing,"

In the café, the yellow-haired girl had been waiting for Sun Shangwei, perhaps because she had been waiting for too long and was a little anxious, so she called Sun Shangwei.

But the other end of the phone hung up directly, which made the yellow-haired girl even more uneasy, and she sat alone in the sofa chair and said to herself, "Are they getting better?"

But just when the yellow-haired girl was guessing wildly, Sun Shangwei came back, dejected, expressionless, and after seeing the yellow-haired woman, he suddenly felt a burst of disgust.

"You have nothing to call, Lao Tzu asked you to wait, you just waited obediently, and in the future, when you encounter this kind of thing, you'd better shut up Lao Tzu," Sun Shangwei reprimanded him as soon as he came back, not caring about the yellow-haired woman's feelings at all.

"What do you mean, what do you think of me? Is it a commodity or a tool, you can vent casually," the yellow-haired woman was not simple, and she was not afraid of Sun Shangwei's obscenity at all, and openly retorted.

Sun Shangwei instantly became cold, and his eyes were like sparks, staring at the yellow-haired woman, revealing a hideous face, which was slightly terrifying.

"Don't give you a shame, and don't expect your useless brother, he's not a fart in front of Lao Tzu," Sun Shangwei yelled at the yellow-haired woman.

There were still many people drinking tea in the entire café, and many people were looking this way, and the lobby manager who was patrolling also heard Sun Shangwei's loud scolding, and quickly walked over here.

"I'm sorry, this is a public place, sir, and if you have anything else to do, please don't make a noise here," said the lobby manager.

"Get out, get out of Lao Tzu," Sun Shangwei was completely revealed, and he was angry, so it didn't matter what kind of place this was, he yelled at the lobby manager.

"Call the security guard in," the lobby manager said decisively to the waiter in order to maintain order in the café.

"Okay, very good, Lao Tzu will tell you to get out on your stomach today," Sun Shangwei took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The phone was also connected in an instant, Sun Shangwei just said a simple word, hung up, and looked at the lobby manager with angry eyes.

In two or three minutes, the security guards of the café arrived at the scene, but unfortunately, the security guards who came were all some car watchers in their forties, and they didn't dare to do anything in the face of such a fierce and arrogant Sun Shangwei.

Many people in the café pointed at Sun Shangwei, feeling that this person had no quality, was arrogant and unreasonable, and his behavior was eye-catching and annoying.

But Sun Shangwei has a bunch of little children under his hands, in order to teach this lobby manager, he is rushing to come, since he knew the second generation of the pipe, Sun Shangwei began to be very inflated, and he was incompatible with doing things and being a man.

"Boy, Lao Tzu has been asking you how to be a person," Sun Shangwei just sat on the sofa chair, holding a cup of coffee very leisurely, drinking it as if no one was around.

"This is a legal society, and you can still be arrogant enough to rob your house;" the lobby manager said sternly, but in his heart, he kept looking outside.

Sure enough, the little kid who was called rushed over in a short time, each holding a steel pipe and a baseball bat in his hands, and with a fierce face, he broke into the café directly.

"It's something that doesn't have long eyes, it's targeting our boss," one of them, with a strong body, a height of more than one meter and eight, but the age could only be seen to be eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a steel pipe in his hand, pointing to the person in the coffee, and roaring loudly.

At this time, many people are deliberately avoiding it, but there is a person who is Gujing Wubo, drinking tea casually, and opposite him, there is a lady who is also surprised by this occasion.

"What do you want to do?" said the lobby manager, plucking up courage, to the group of thugs.

"Shut him up, it's best to let him lie on the ground," Sun Shangwei said lightly, and he didn't even glance at the lobby manager, he was so relaxed and cold.

"Bang.."

said that it was too late, it was fast, and I saw this gangster who was more than one meter and eight meters, picked up the steel pipe, and smashed it at the lobby manager, directly hitting the manager's shoulder.

"Ahh

The lobby manager screamed in pain, and suddenly fell to the ground, constantly shrinking, with a frightened face, looking at the gangster with the steel pipe, but the pain did not stop because he fell to the ground, and spread to all parts of his body with his shoulders.

"Continue," Sun Shangwei spoke again, but only two words without any expression.

Sweating with a steel pipe, he walked to the lobby manager in two steps, with a hint of ridicule, and was about to continue to smash the lobby manager with the steel pipe when an accident happened.

"Oh." The steel pipe sweat was kicked from behind, flew sideways to Sun Shangwei's booth, and smashed his head on the edge of the table, grinning in pain and shouting loudly.

Sun Shangwei's table was also knocked over, what coffee, kettle, were scattered on the ground, the yellow-haired woman who had been sitting on the sofa chair, saw Sun Shangwei very late, she didn't dare to speak anymore, and at this time, the table was overturned, she couldn't sit still anymore, got up and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The person who shot was a young man, twenty-three or four-year-old, handsome and chic, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, medium build, who won a gold medal in last year's martial arts competition, named Zou Feng, and came here today because his cousin had something to talk about with him.

"Get up, you're all right," Zou Feng stretched out his hand to pull the lobby manager.

"Who are you?" Sun Shangwei asked, looking at Zou Feng with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Zou Feng," Zou Feng only cared about pulling the lobby manager, and said in the same tone to Sun Shangwei's attitude just now.

"Are you looking for death?" Sun Shangwei was despised by others, and suddenly felt a great loss of face, and he was so angry that he lost his mind, lifted the seat in front of him with one hand, and walked towards Zou Feng.