Chapter Eighty-Five: The Man Who Died
The sudden noisy sound outside made Yi Qingyang frown.
"What's going on? It's so noisy outside. β
Song Qiuyan said, "Now the company's losses are serious, and some time ago, people came to ask for debts. β
"What? Actually losing money? Li Feifei was furious, "Li Jiasheng, this bastard, what is he eating?" Such a good company was tossed and lost money by him? β
Li Jiasheng is his third uncle, before Jiateng Company's business turnover was extremely high, he only took over for five years, and he made the company suffer serious losses, how not to make her angry.
Song Qiuyan sighed, "Managers don't want to make progress, insiders are superficial, corruption is serious, business development is unfavorable, and now the company is worried about internal and external troubles." β
Saying that, Song Qiuyan was about to go out, "Feifei, you stay inside with Xiao Yi and Lingxi, I'll deal with it." β
Yi Qingyang followed closely, "Fei Fei accompanied Ling Xi, and I went with the second aunt." β
Li Feifei knew Yi Qingyang's ability, and she didn't stop it, but stayed in the lounge to accompany Li Lingxi.
As soon as Yi Qingyang and Song Qiuyan walked out, they saw three men appear in the office.
One of the fat men was still sitting in the general manager's seat, knocking on Erlang's leg and holding a cigarette.
As soon as Song Qiuyan appeared, the other party didn't stand up, "I said, why can't I find Mr. Song, it turns out that I had a private meeting with Xiaobaimian inside." β
The female assistant standing next to her looked at Song Qiuyan apologetically, "Mr. Song, they have to break in, I can't stop them." β
Song Qiuyan waved his hand, "Xiao Wang, you go and call the security guard." β
The fat man who smoked stood up, "Eh, what does Mr. Song mean by me?" Can't you blow us away? Think we can smooth out our losses by blowing us away? β
Song Qiuyan motioned to assistant Xiao Wang to leave, "Mr. Zhang, the guests of your hotel are poisoned, if it is because of the decoration material problem, we will definitely have to compensate, but now that the results of the tripartite test have not come out, you will conclude that it is our decoration problem?" You keep saying that you want us to compensate, are you deceiving me when I just took office and don't understand business? Or do you think I'm a bully? β
Fat Mr. Zhang swore that "all aspects of our hotel have been inspected, the only problem is your company's decoration materials, there was no poisoning incident in the hotel before, and the result was just redecorating the hotel, there were one after another guest poisoning incidents, not who can you be?" Moreover, the test report has appeared, that is, the formaldehyde of the decoration materials used by your company exceeded the standard to cause the guests to be poisoned, and now, our hotel is almost out of business for rectification, and you must compensate for this loss. β
Song Qiuyan is not easy to fool, "I still have the same attitude as before, we will not evade responsibility if we should compensate, we will not admit it at all." β
"Stinky bitch, don't be embarrassed, if it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would have dismantled your company a long time ago."
Suddenly, the fat man began to turn his face.
Yi Qingyang frowned, "Keep your mouth clean." β
"Yo he, you little white face still want to get ahead? Okay, you can compensate for it. β
The fat man looked at Yi Qingyang, with a playful expression, "You compensate us 100 million, and I will get out immediately." β
This guy is all hob meat.
And not afraid of death.
Yi Qingyang shook his head, "Let's talk about compensation, you apologize first, it's not right to scold." β
The fat man looked at Yi Qingyang with an idiotic face, "Where did you come from, you actually want me to give this girl a ......?"
Syllable!
Before he could finish his sentence, five more clear finger prints appeared on his face.
"You dare to hit me?" The fat man looked at Yi Qingyang with an incredulous expression.
"Yes!" Yi Qingyang nodded and asked, "Is there still a fight?" β
"Little white face, you are looking for death."
Syllable!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Qingyang slapped him again.
"Kill him for me......"
The fat man roared angrily, and the two young men sitting on the sofa hurriedly stood up and rushed towards Yi Qingyang.
As a result, they flew back as they rushed over.
Smack!
was directly kicked away by Yi Qingyang's feet, and they were not given any chance to react.
Looking at the two thugs he brought over, rolling on the ground, the fat man's voice stopped abruptly.
He really didn't expect that the seemingly weak little white face in front of him would be so good and able to fight.
The two strong thugs he brought over were completely papier-mΓ’chΓ© tigers, and they shattered when he touched them.
"Boy, what are you doing, we're here to ask for debts, if you do it, I'm going to call the police." The fat man looked empty and began to slide his ass.
"Apologize." Yi Qingyang looked at him, slapped him, and his front teeth flew out.
The fat man begged for mercy, "Mr. Song, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, we have something to say, and we can also talk about compensation." β
Song Qiuyan said, "Xiao Yi, let him go." β
Yi Qingyang let go, "Fat man, for the sake of your knowledge, I'll tell you a secret." β
"What's the secret?"
"You're dying."
"You're dying!"
Yi Qingyang smiled lightly, "You don't believe it, do you?" I just gave you a pulse, your breath is disordered, your lips are black, your face is sallow, and when you speak, there is a turbid gas, and there is a foul smell, this is the symptom of advanced liver cancer, and now the gods can't save you, and you dare to smoke here. β
Hearing the words of the oath, the fat man's heart was empty, but he said stiffly, "You little white face knows a fart, I'm in good health, I just went for a physical examination, and I haven't had a while." β
Yi looked at it lightly, "Is that a frequent cough at night, and sometimes coughing up black blood?" β
Suddenly, the fat man's face changed greatly, "How do you know?" β
"Because I'm a doctor, and I'm a miracle doctor."
"You're lying, you're not."
At this time, the fat man was completely flustered.
Song Qiuyan sighed when he heard this, "Mr. Zhang, Xiao Yi is indeed a miracle doctor, he is a descendant of medical Taoism that has been inherited for thousands of years, if what Xiao Yi said is correct, then in this world, he is the only one who can save your life." β
Poof!
The fat man knelt down on the spot, "Divine doctor, please help me, I have been feeling a huge pain in my lungs for the past few nights, and I often cough up blood, I have not been checked, I didn't expect it to be an advanced stage of lung cancer, I don't want to die, divine doctor help me." β
Obviously, Yi Qingyang's words just now completely spoke his mind, and he didn't dare to delay the time for the fat man to go to the hospital for examination.
Yi waved his hand lightly, "When I went down the mountain, Master once told me that all living beings in the world can be saved, and the only people who cannot be saved are those who die. β
said, no matter how the fat man begged for mercy, Yi Qingyang didn't agree, "Get out." β
The fat man did not roll, but continued to beg for mercy.
As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly shout, "Mr. Song, I will report that someone has joined me to come over to rectify you, there is no problem with your materials, it is the mistake of our hotel restaurant that was poisoned, and in order to divert attention, it was claimed that the decoration materials were poisonous." β