Chapter 37: Is Your Company Losing Money? 1
The old servant said as he handed her a thick stack of A4 papers.
"The above is the food that the young master likes, the food he doesn't like, the food he is allergic to, you must memorize it!"
Xia Yan took it and took a general look, and there was actually the thickness of a book, yes! This perversion is really not an ordinary perversion.
Let's get started! Inside and out, after cleaning up and down, Xia Yan is really tired enough!
Looking at the watch, it was already past ten o'clock, and I had to hurry to the supermarket to buy vegetables.
The old servant told her that the vegetable market was some distance from the villa, and that although there were several cars parked in the garage, she could not drive, so she had no choice but to walk past the large complex of luxury villas to get a car.
Because this is where the rich live, who can live without a car?
So it's hard to get a taxi nearby!
Finally, she successfully arrived at the vegetable market, according to the menu given by the old slave, the purchase was completed, and her hands were full of large and small bags, but when Xia Yan was waiting for the car on the side of the road, a person suddenly bumped into her and pushed her to the ground, and the bags in her hands were scattered all over the ground.
"Xia Yan?"
The person who bumped into him hurriedly helped Xia Yan up.
"Did you hurt from a fall?"
"Zhou Zhen?"
Xia Yan stood up, didn't care about patting the dust on his body, and hurriedly picked up the bags scattered on the ground.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
As he picked up the bag, he asked suspiciously.
I saw that Zhou Zhen looked behind him nervously.
"Xia Yan, I have something urgent, so I'll go first."
Xia Yan picked up the bag and didn't bother to ask too much, but when Xia Yan just picked up the bag scattered all over the ground in his hand again, seven or eight tall young men suddenly came out behind him, holding wooden sticks, and knocked her to the ground.
Is the place where she is standing in the way?
Why is it so unlucky?
Looking at the bags that were scattered in the place again, I was just about to get up and pick them up, when a black car sped by—
The scattered bags were crushed into cookies!
"Hey, did you mean to?"
Xia Yan suddenly became angry and shouted at the car that had left the dust.
Hey? Zhou Zhen?
Xia Yan saw that on the square across the road, Zhou Zhen was being beaten by the group of people with wooden sticks just now!
I'm about to be beaten to the ground by that group of people!
What to do? You can't die without help, right?
Alarm! Alarm! mo-mo pocket, only to remember that there is no mobile phone.
Xia Yan didn't know where he got the courage, so he quickly ran to the square across the road, and watched Zhou Zhen lying on the ground like a lamb to be slaughtered, and thick and heavy wooden sticks fell on him.
Although it attracted many onlookers, no one dared to step forward looking at this posture.
"Stop fighting! Stop it! ”
Later, Xia Yan felt that he must have had a convulsion at that time! Otherwise, how dare you rush into the crowd of people who are beating, protect Zhou Zhen, and shout at a group of fierce men with murder weapons.
"Stop fighting, you're going to kill her!"
"Who are you?"
A fierce god asked with a glare.
"I ...... I'm his sister, why are you beating my brother? ”
Xia Yan casually had something to do with him.
"Okay, then you go back and tell your parents quickly, and let them take the money to redeem your brother."
The fierce god said sharply.
"My brother...... How much do I owe you? ”
Xia Yan stepped on one foot on the other, holding back the trembling of his body.
"Thirty thousand!"
Thirty thousand, so much?
"Your brother, we will take it away first, and when your parents get the money, we will release them, but tell your parents, don't let us wait too long, otherwise we won't have good fruit to eat for your brother."