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Song Yang was confused.

He looked at Chen Feng's back and had the same thought as everyone else.

What on earth did this guy do?

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 Feng Tower.

The first one is a woman.

Wearing a well-fitting OL women's clothing, she walks elegantly and solemnly, but her face is extremely cold, and her eyes even have evil spirits.

Behind him was a group of security guards.

Soon, a group of people came closer.

The previous waiter quickly lowered his head and saluted respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, this person kicked down the door of our VIP box and even attacked me."

Everyone looked at the manager.

Chen Feng also looked back at the right time.

As a result, he was also stunned when he saw it.

Jiang Pinting?

Is she the manager here?

Chen Feng immediately turned back to look at Liu Boguang.

Liu Boguang didn't say anything, he just reached out and waved his hand quietly towards Chen Feng, meaning to tell him to ignore it.

Obviously, Liu Boguang knew Jiang Pinting's identity.

At this point, Chen Feng finally confirmed it.

This Fenglou built outside Hengdian is definitely the headquarters of Orchid Gate.

Jiang Pinting is the manager here.

She is also the inheritor of Orchid Gate.

Looking at the guests in the VIP box, taking Jiang Wen and the others as an example, they all have distinguished status and are all at the top of the entertainment industry pyramid.

Only they are eligible to enter the VIP box.

Song Yang was able to treat guests in the VIP box probably because Liu Boguang went through the back door.

Otherwise, the VIP box may not be affordable.

Song Yang doesn't have the financial strength either.

After thinking everything through, Chen Feng slowly smiled.

Ok!

See how it ends here.

After Jiang Pinting arrived, she actually saw Chen Feng, but she didn't make a move. She just walked up to Song Yang and said lightly: "Sir, please come to the service center with us."

"what?"

Song Yang immediately took a step back warily.

He had already seen the security guards behind Jiang Pinting, all of them looking fiercely.

You're not going to beat yourself up, are you?

Jiang Pinting said with a cold face: "You have to have an explanation for damaging the entrance of our Fenglou. I advise you to go to the service center with us. There are customers here, and you can't affect our business."

"I dont go."

Song Yang frowned, took out his cell phone and said impatiently: "Don't deal with those useless things. Tell me, how much do you want to pay? I tell you not to blackmail me, or I will call the police."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wen, who was standing aside, laughed: "Humph, I don't even dare to talk to Mr. Jiang like that."

Song Yang was stunned.

Is Jiang Wen kidding?

real or fake?

With his current status in the world, would he still care about a restaurant owner?

At this time, Jiang Pinting said coldly with a cold face: "Mr. Song, our Phoenix Tower was built in 1916. Although it has been renovated several times in the past, part of the building still retains 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?"

"Huanghuali wood from a hundred years ago."

"Do you know how much this door would be worth if it were dismantled and auctioned?"

"Minimum seven figures."

"You have to pay for this door. We need to find experts to determine the damage, so we need your cooperation at the service center."

"Do you understand what I said?"

Song Yang looked dull.

Are you kidding me?

This restaurant was built in 1916?

Is a box door made of huanghuali wood?

Crazy?

Do you think I'm Kaizi?

Seeing that he had been blackmailed, and the price was still so outrageous, Song Yang also stayed in Bengbu.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and said angrily: "I understand your sister is blackmailing me, right? OK, I'll call the police. Just wait."

"Call the police."

Jiang Pinting didn't care at all and said calmly: "Mr. Song, let me tell you, our entire restaurant is insured. The local police have registered it. You can call the police at will. I am not afraid to tell you that you can't get out of this restaurant today. Restaurant. Even if your father Song Jinghui comes, he still has to kneel down and hand over the money."

Song Yang's hands trembled.

There was a buzz in my head.

What the hell!

Does she know dad?

No way?

At this time, Song Yang suddenly remembered what Jiang Wen had just said.

He said that he did not dare to talk nonsense to Jiang Pinting.

Is it true?

An ominous premonition slowly rose in Song Yang's heart.

Seeing everyone around him staring at him, Song Yang couldn't hold it any longer and quickly walked aside and dialed his father Song Jinghui's number.

Song Jinghui is an insider.

He's a screenwriter.

I have some personal relationship with Guo Xiaosi.

I also know some great directors, such as Feng Pants, who is already cool.

This is also what Song Yang relies on.

Soon, the call was connected.

Song Yang quickly asked in a low voice: "Dad? Is it convenient?"

"Well, son, is something wrong?"

Song Yang turned his back to everyone and faced the wall, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, do you know there is a Fenglou near Hengdian?"

"Hmm? Fenglou?"

On the phone, Song Jinghui's voice immediately became different.

Much more solemn.

Song Yang's heart skipped a beat: "Dad, you know, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"Dad, I... I accidentally kicked down the door of the VIP box in Fenglou. Now they want me to compensate. They also say that the door is made of huanghuali wood and costs more than seven figures."

"..."

"Dad? Dad? Are you talking?"

"..."

Song Yang was anxious, thinking that I was also frightened, so he hurriedly said: "Dad, what are you talking about? Should I call the police?"

"Take revenge on your mother, you bastard. Listen clearly to me. From this moment on, we will sever the relationship between father and son."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Yang was stunned.

What happened?

Cut off the father-son relationship?

Are you kidding me?

Song Yang panicked and quickly called again.

The phone turned out to be busy.

At this time, Jiang Pinting's cell phone rang.

She took out her cell phone expressionlessly, looked at the caller number, and answered the call. The first sentence she said was: "Song Jinghui, I don't want to hear nonsense."

Song Yang's heart sank to the bottom completely.

so evil?

Dad can't afford it either.

And listening to Jiang Pinting's tone of voice, it seemed like I was like shit in front of her.

Depressed atmosphere.

After ten seconds.

Jiang Pinting snorted coldly, then hung up the phone, looked at Song Yang and said coldly: "Your father promised to compensate 3000 million yuan, so let this matter go."

Song Yang's hand shook.

The mobile phones fell to the ground.

3000?

Do it yourself for 3000 million?

Are you not allowed to get skinned when you go home?

Jiang Pinting continued: "Let's forget about the door. But how do you settle the bill for beating our clerk?"

Song Yang was dumbfounded.

Kick the door and walk out for 3000 million, push the waiter a few times, you won't have your hands and feet broken, right?

really.

Jiang Pinting said coldly: "According to our rules here, you are bound to get punched and kicked. If you want to call the police, that's up to you. When the time comes, your father will naturally take the initiative to take the punch and kick for you."

Song Yang: "..."

His face turned green.

It feels like the sky is falling.

Suddenly, a charming smile slowly appeared on Jiang Pinting's slightly serious face.

His eyes suddenly glanced at Chen Feng, and he smiled faintly: "I heard that you and Mr. Chen are classmates. If Mr. Chen intercedes for you, maybe I will consider giving him some thin noodles."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was stunned.

Can this be shot?

At the same time, the big guys in the industry who were familiar with the inside story all looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

he?

Does he have face?