Chapter 182: One Door, Thirty Million
Song Yang looked confused.
He looked at Chen Feng's back and thought the same thing with everyone.
What the hell is this guy doing?
Teacher Huang said, 'Entong reconstruction'?
Just when everyone was confused, a group of people finally hurried over at the end of the corridor.
He is the manager of Fenglou.
The first female.
Wearing a well-fitting OL women's clothes, she walked elegantly and solemnly, but her face was extremely cold, and her eyes even had evil spirits.
He was followed by a group of security guards.
Soon, a group of people came closer.
The previous waiter hurriedly bowed his head respectfully and saluted: "Mr. Jiang, this person kicked the door of our VIP box and did something to me." ”
The crowd looked at the manager.
Chen Feng also glanced back at the right time.
As a result, he was also stunned at this glance.
Jiang Pingting?
She's the manager here?
Chen Feng immediately looked back at Liu Boguang.
Liu Boguang didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and quietly waved his hand at Chen Feng, meaning to tell him not to pay attention to it.
Obviously, Liu Boguang knew Jiang Pingting's identity.
At this point, Chen Feng finally confirmed.
This Fenglou, built on the periphery of Hengdian, is definitely the base camp of Orchid Gate.
Jiang Pingting is the manager here.
She is also the inheritor of the Orchid Gate.
Looking at these guests in the VIP box, taking Jiang Wen as an example, they are all prominent and are all people at the top of the pyramid in the entertainment industry.
They are eligible to enter the VIP box.
And Song Yang was able to entertain guests in the VIP box, probably because Liu Boguang walked through the back door.
Otherwise, the VIP box may not be able to afford it.
Song Yang doesn't have that economic strength.
Thinking through everything, Chen Feng smiled slowly.
All right!
See how it ends.
After Jiang Pingting came, she actually saw Chen Feng too, but she didn't move, just walked up to Song Yang and said lightly: "This gentleman, please come with us to the service center." ”
"What?"
Song Yang immediately took a step back vigilantly.
He had already seen the security guards behind Jiang Pingting, all of whom were fierce.
You don't want to beat yourself up, do you?
Jiang Pingting said with a cold face: "You damaged the door of our Fenglou, there must be an explanation." I advise you to come with us to the service center, there are guests here, and you can't influence us to do business. ”
"I'm not going."
Song Yang frowned, took out his mobile phone and said impatiently: "Don't fix those useless ones, say it, how much do you have to lose?" I tell you not to try to lie to me, or I'll call the police. ”
As soon as his words fell, Jiang Wen, who was standing on the side, snorted: "Hmph, I don't dare to talk to Mr. Jiang like this." ”
Song Yang was stunned.
Jiang Wen is kidding, right?
Really?
With his status in the rivers and lakes today, does he still care about a restaurant owner?
At this time, Jiang Pingting said with a cold face: "Mr. Song, our Fenglou was built in 1916. Although it has been renovated several times in the middle, some of the buildings still retain the structure of 100 years ago. ”
"It's like a private room on the top floor."
"Do you know what kind of wood this door is made of?"
"A hundred years ago, rosewood."
"Do you know how much this door would be worth if it was taken down and auctioned?"
"Seven figures at the minimum."
"You have to pay for this door, and we need to find an expert to assess the damage, so you need to go to the service center to cooperate."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
Song Yang looked sluggish.
Are you trolling me?
The restaurant was built in 1916?
A box door made of rosewood?
Crazy, right?
Why are you thinking I'm Kaizi?
Seeing that it had been falsely accused, and it was such an outrageous price, Song Yang also stopped in Bengbu.
He immediately took out his mobile phone and said angrily: "I understand your sister, slander me, right?" Okay, I'll call the police. You wait. ”
"Call the police."
Jiang Pingting didn't care at all, and said lightly: "Mr. Song, let me tell you, our entire restaurant has insurance." The local police have a record, and you can call the police casually. I'm not afraid to tell you that you won't be able to get out of this restaurant today. Even if your father Song Jinghui comes, he has to kneel and hand over the money. ”
Song Yang's hands trembled.
A buzz in my head.
it!
Does she know her dad?
No way?
At this time, Song Yang suddenly remembered what Jiang Wen had just said.
He said that he didn't dare to talk nonsense to Jiang Pingting.
Is it true?
An ominous premonition slowly rose in Song Yang's heart.
Seeing that everyone around him was staring at him, Song Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly walked to the side and dialed his father Song Jinghui's number.
Song Jinghui is an insider.
It's a screenwriter.
has some personal relations with Guo Xiaosi.
I also know some big directors, such as Feng Pants, who is already cool.
This is also Song Yang's reliance.
Soon, the call was connected.
Song Yang quickly whispered, "Dad?" Is it convenient? ”
"Well, son, what's the matter?"
Song Yang turned his back to everyone, faced the wall, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do you know that there is a phoenix tower near Hengdian?" ”
"Huh? Feng Lou? ”
In the mobile phone, Song Jinghui's voice immediately became different.
It's a lot more dignified.
Song Yang chuckled in his heart: "Dad, you know, right? ”
"You know, what's wrong?"
"Dad, I'm ...... I accidentally kicked the door of the VIP box in Fenglou. Now they want me to pay for it, and they say that the door is made of yellow rosewood, and the price will be more than seven figures. ”
“……”
"Dad? Father? Talk? ”
“……”
Song Yang was anxious, thinking that Lao Tzu was also frightened, and hurriedly said, "Dad, what are you talking about?" Should I call the police? ”
"Revenge your mother, you bastard. You heard it clearly to Lao Tzu, from this moment on, the two of us broke off the father-son relationship. ”
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Song Yang was stunned.
What's going on?
Breaking the paternity relationship?
What's Daddy kidding?
Song Yang panicked and hurriedly dialed it again.
As a result, the phone is busy.
At this time, Jiang Pingting's mobile phone rang.
She took out her mobile phone expressionlessly, glanced at the caller number, and answered the phone casually, the first sentence was: "Song Jinghui, I don't want to listen to nonsense." ”
Song Yang's heart completely sank to the bottom.
So wicked?
Dad can't afford to mess with him.
And listening to Jiang Pingting's tone, it seems that her son is like shit in front of her.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
Ten seconds later.
Jiang Pingting snorted coldly, then hung up the phone, looked at Song Yang and said indifferently: "Your father promised to compensate 30 million, and this matter will be settled." ”
Song Yang's hand shook.
The phone fell to the ground.
Million?
Doing 30 million with one foot?
Don't get skinned when you go home?
Jiang Pingting continued: "That's it. But how do you count the accounts for beating our clerks? ”
Song Yang was already dumbfounded.
Kick the door and kick out 30 million, push the waiter a few times, you won't break your hands and feet, right?
Really.
Jiang Pingting said coldly: "According to our rules here, you are indispensable for punches and kicks." If you want to call the police, it's up to you. When the time comes, your father will naturally take the initiative to come and take this beating for you. ”
Song Yang: "......"
The face is green.
It felt like the sky was falling.
Suddenly, a charming smile slowly appeared on Jiang Pingting's slightly solemn face.
His eyes suddenly fell on Chen Feng, and he smiled faintly: "I heard that you and Mr. Chen are classmates." If Mr. Chen intercedes with you, perhaps I will consider giving him some thin noodles. ”
Hearing this, Chen Feng was stunned.
Can this lie down the gun?
At the same time, those bigwigs in the circle who were familiar with the inside story all looked at Chen Feng in surprise.
He?
Does he have face?