Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

In the private room, the show is still going on.

When Cheng Jie heard that he had to pay more than 80 million yuan in compensation, his legs and feet began to feel weak.

Xie Xianqing continued, "By the way, anything that was smashed tonight will be counted and you will have to pay for it." He slowly looked at the people next to Cheng Jie and said with a smile, "I wonder if these people have taken action or not?"

"No! We don't!"

Everyone refuted quickly, saying that these people's property was already worse than Cheng's, and they simply couldn't afford to pay the compensation now.

"You guys!" Cheng Jie stared with wide eyes at these people who usually treated him as brothers, but now they immediately distanced themselves from him when something happened.

Everyone looked at Cheng Jie, who was pale, and then at Xie Xianqing, who was sitting calmly. If they had to choose one, it would be the Xie family in Beicheng, no one could afford to offend them.

Xie Xianqing naturally knew these people. Everyone knew that when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Besides, Cheng Jie was not a big tree with roots.

"It seems that all of this was done by Master Cheng alone. As expected of Master Cheng, he dares to take responsibility for his actions."

Cheng Jie felt his hands and feet go weak and his brows twitched. Xie Xianqing's address of "Master Cheng" was extremely ironic.

“Eight…Eight…”

The manager repeated considerately, "Mr. Cheng, our young master is not much older than you this year. There is no need to do this. It will indeed shorten your life. If Mr. Cheng cannot come up with so much money, we can call your father and ask him to come over."

"No!" When Cheng Jie heard that they were going to call his father, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Cheng's father didn't like him in the first place, and if he now knew that he owed the Xie family more than 80 million, he would definitely be beaten to death when he returned home.

"Thank you... Thank you, Master. You can't tell my dad. He will beat me to death..."

Cheng Jie was already panicking, but that was not enough. Xie Xianqing glanced at the door and knew that Song Zhiyu was still outside. He sighed in his heart, brother, you can provoke anyone, but you have to provoke the wrong person, isn't this asking for trouble?

"Master Cheng, please don't kneel. If I didn't know you, I would think you kneel so often that you are used to it."

I don't know if he said it intentionally, but everyone else listened to it tacitly and looked at Cheng Jie. Cheng Jie suddenly thought of the last time Jiang Qie forced him to kneel down, and he clenched his fists.

After all the bickering, Xie Xianqing got down to business.

"I also went to watch the race at Hengshan Circuit tonight. The guy number 16 was pretty good."

Cheng Jie didn't know what Xie Xianqing meant. When he heard that he also went to watch tonight's game, he felt panic inexplicably, but he still pulled the corners of his mouth and reluctantly agreed: "Yes, it's pretty impressive."

Jiang Qie and Song Zhiyu, who were standing at the door, had dragged two chairs over and sat down, watching the show inside with great interest.

Xie Xianqing said: "To be honest, I was more optimistic about No. 9, but I didn't expect a dark horse to appear. He achieved such a good result in his first lap. Master Cheng really has a good eye for talent."

Suddenly, he changed the subject: "But when I left just now, I saw that contestant number nine seemed to have some conflicts with Master Cheng."

Cheng Jie's face turned paler and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Also, contestant number nine seemed to have said that you tampered with his car?"

"No! Master Xie, please believe me. It was obviously because of his poor skills that he lost the game. But he is still unconvinced and talking nonsense!"

Xie Xianqing smiled slightly, his smile as gentle as the breeze.

"Yes, I also think it's nonsense, so for the sake of Mr. Cheng's reputation and the Cheng family's reputation, I have called the police for you to find out the whole story and give you justice."

After these words came out, not to mention Cheng Jie, even the other few people were panicked. This matter was not only Cheng Jie's mastermind, they also participated in it and even gave ideas. Gambling on cars is not a big deal, but deliberately shortening the brake line of other people's racing cars can be regarded as suspected murder. If this is found out, they will definitely be sentenced.

Cheng Jie's smile was so stiff that it was unbearable to look at. He said in a trembling voice, "No, no need. After all, I don't have anything... I don't have any losses, so forget it. It's not easy for everyone."

Xie Xianqing stood up and said righteously, "Reputation is the biggest loss! It's okay. I've called the police chief Ji Shiping for you. Given our friendship, he will definitely investigate your case carefully and not miss any clues."

Xie Xianqing spoke the last few words very slowly and with a heavy tone, and his grip on Cheng Jie's shoulders slowly tightened, completely ignoring the pain on his face.

"Thank you, Master..."

Xie Xianqing suddenly withdrew his hand, stood up straight, clapped his hands, smiled and nodded to the others in the private room, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he kindly reminded: "By the way, 86 million. Mr. Cheng, I'll wait for your news."

The door of the private room actually opened on both sides, but Xie Xianqing had only opened one door when he entered. Now that he was leaving, the manager subconsciously pulled the other door. Jiang Qie and Song Zhiyu were still sitting at the door. When the door was opened, they stood up from their chairs. The show was over, and they could prepare to go back and have supper.

Cheng Jie was still kneeling on the ground, looking distraught, and the people beside him did not dare to approach him. The light from the corridor outside shone into the private room through the two opened doors. Because the floor was covered with glass and porcelain pieces, the light reflected into Cheng Jie's eyes, causing him to subconsciously raise his head and hide to the side.

Suddenly the pupils shrank.

Jiang Qie looked inside the door as if he sensed something, and saw Cheng Jie looking at him in shock.

It's been discovered.

Jiang Qie paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.

It's been a long time.

Cheng Jie looked to the girl's right, and suddenly all his energy was drained away.

The man's eyes were dark and sharp. Just this one glance made Cheng Jie shudder all over - it was the second young master of the Song family.

Cheng Jie finally understood that it was not for the competition, but because he had provoked Jiang Qie. Everything today was a trap, and he was set up. But in the same way, didn't he also set up others? It's just that he set up his fate, while the other party set up everything he had.

This time it's really over.

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After Xie Xianqing taught the man a lesson, he felt happy and cheerful all the way and could even hum a song.

Jiang Qie was curious and asked, "So Brother Xianqing really called the police?"

Xie Xianqing nodded: "Of course, some things are more convenient to hand over to the police. Don't worry, that's Uncle Ji, and the Cheng family doesn't dare to make any other moves."

"?"

Song Zhiyu touched the girl's head and said nothing. Instead, Xie Xianqing said, "The Cheng family can't afford to offend this person from your family."