Chen Qingzhi shouted: "Then send it here, I'm on the third floor of Shanyu Caotang."

Fatty Liu at the entrance of the corridor was startled: "It's such a coincidence that I'm here too. Which private room are you in?"

"Huyue Hall!" Chen Qingzhi hung up the phone after saying that.

At this time, all the four banks' little men widened their eyes, their legs trembled, and their throats were dry.

They finally understood that the God of Wealth of Jinque UnionPay, that super big man, turned out to be this young man.

Chen Qingzhi put away his cell phone and waited without saying a word.

Fatty Liu came back from there, touching his head, muttering: "Does this hotel have two Huyue Halls? Did that gentleman say it wrong?"

Looking up, he saw four pale-faced men holding the black gold card and thrusting his stomach again: "What's wrong with you guys?"

The four subordinates tried their best to wink him.

Fatty Liu snorted: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Open the door for me and let those two women come out!"

Seeing that the four subordinates were standing still, Fatty Liu was annoyed and rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it himself.

All four bank staff were frightened and rushed over and hugged him.

"Are you crazy?" Fatty Liu shouted angrily: "What are you stopping me? Let's take this bastard first..."

One subordinate covered his mouth directly, and the other two held his legs. The last one yelled in his ear: "Minister Liu, please shut up quickly."

Chen Qingzhi looked speechlessly and walked up to put away the black gold cards directly.

He patted Fatty Liu's fat face: "Thank you, this is my card!"

With a chubby voice, Fatty Liu knelt down directly!

...

Huyue Hall is the largest private room in Shanyu Caotang. There is a lounge outside, and the interior dining room is bright and spacious and tidy.

As soon as Su Wanying came in, she picked up her cell phone, videoed Su Hansheng in the ward, and asked about her mother's condition.

She didn't hear what happened outside at all.

However, Shen Bingyue stood in the lounge, watching through the private room.

Not long after, Chen Qingzhi walked in with a black gold card.

Fatty Liu outside knelt down with four small staff members. Fatty Liu lowered his head and kept slapping himself in the face, making his fat face slap.

Shen Bingyue was stunned.

Fatty Liu is an executive of the Bank Alliance. He has a status and status. Some entrepreneurs outside have to call him Minister Liu when they see him. Now, not only are they kneeling on the cold floor begging for mercy, but they also try their best to slap themselves in the face. This is too humble.

Chen Qingzhi glanced at her and said lightly: "This is life!"

"Ah, what did you say?"

Chen Qingzhi touched the black gold card in his hand: "Fatty Liu likes to use his identity to suppress others, so he understands the difference in status than anyone else. After offending me, he lost not only the year-end bonus, but also an executive job that supports his wealthy life."

When he put away the black gold card, the man snorted: "For this executive job, he may have struggled for the rest of his life. If he loses his job, he will lose his entire life. Do you think he is afraid?"

Shen Bingyue understood that this is the sorrow of the upper class. It depends entirely on the world of strength and capital.

Fatty Liu’s choice is undoubtedly the most correct one. It’s just kneeling down and begging for mercy. What’s the point of losing face? The job is the most important thing!

However, the man in front of him was too terrible.

His way of teasing Fatty Liu was really easy to use, as simple as killing an ant.

Chen Qingzhi didn't know the feeling in the little girl's heart, and he had already started ordering dishes.

West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo pork, Longjing shrimp, dried bamboo shoots and old duck pot, Babao tofu...

Shen Bingyue was surprised to see it: "These... are Yingying's favorite dishes, you are really interested."
Chapter completed!