Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

This is what an acquaintance means.

Qing Qin leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What did you just call him?"

"I think he was the one who was in charge when I came to eat last time." Wen Li replied in a low voice.

"The one that cooks especially delicious?" Seeing that the security guards in front of him were starting to get nervous, Qing Qin speeded up his speech.

"It's very, very delicious."

Qing Qin instantly became crazy.

At this moment, the situation at the door of the 100 or so people also attracted the attention of the security personnel. : "Let's go, why are you coming to our door again?"

"This road is still driven by your family? Fan Chun is really shameless as always." Han Yuquan rolled his eyes and was about to lead people away.

He came to this store from time to time to solicit customers, and the conflict with these security guards was not a day or two, resulting in the security deducting a lot of wages.

New worries and old hatreds rushed up, and the security guard actually raised the electric baton first and was about to smash it down.

"Mr. Qing?" Wen Li's voice trembled slightly. He only knew that this Xiaoqing's head was ruthless in the mall before, thinking that he was a scumbag like himself.

I didn't expect the opponent to be both excellent in style and style, and the force value is also scary.

If this provokes the other party at the negotiating table...

Hi! The picture is unimaginable.

Qing Qin did not know that he had left a psychological shadow on his future partners for several years. Everything is controlled within the range of flesh wounds: "Don't worry, you can't die."

Deadly Pain Security:…

Listen, is this human?

Qing Qin also realized from his stunned expression that his words were not pleasing: "It's all flesh wounds, and I will negotiate compensation for you later. But I still advise you to say something, if you have something to say, Don't act on a whim and accidentally turn your hand back, isn't that what you deserve?"

Security faces bluish and blushing, psychic damage +1000

Fortunately, the ambulance came very fast, and soon after seeing the security guard who was about to be pushed into the car, Qing Qin took Wen Li and Han Yuquan into the car and followed.

The employees were led by Deng Hong and Pan and back to the townhouse first. Meng Wei stayed and entangled with Boss Fan, met with the security family and discussed compensation issues.

This time, Xiaoqing didn't spend money haphazardly, and it was rare to give an instruction: Do your best to make a big deal out of Fang Shi.

The family members on the other end of the video are even more sloppy. If it weren't for the screen, they would like to rush over and grab Hua Qingqin's face now.

"My poor son! How could he be beaten when he is so young!"

"Compensation, must be compensated, can rich people beat people recklessly?"

Fan Chun also acted like a peerless good boss, and refused to give in an inch to Meng Wei: "I will never look at my employees, get hurt at my work, and accept No compensation!"

While he was talking, he was already planning to contact the media: "There's another surnamed Han, you wait for me. I was kind and wanted to let you go in the past, but I didn't expect the white-eyed wolf to be the white-eyed wolf, and now he is still doing this kind of thing in front of our hotel!"

Qing Qin looked calm: "Boss Fan, please wait for the results."

What he said was just right, the doctor came out with the report, and the expression could not be seen under the mask.

The security guard cried, snot and tears, and asked tremblingly: "Doctor, am I going to die?"

"It's mainly some flesh wounds." The doctor replied.

The little nurses behind her let out a roar of laughter.

The person crying on the opposite side of the video seems to have been pressed the freeze button, and his face is red and blue, and he wants to say something like "there is something wrong with your hospital", "it's all a group", etc. If he said that, he closed his mouth under Fan Chun's glare.

"Since there is no major problem, then the follow-up compensation can be discussed with my assistant." Qing Qin showed a business smile, "Furthermore, if you find any behavior that insults my reputation, the lawyer's letter It will be delivered to Korean cuisine soon."

The person on the other side hung up the phone angrily.

The chaos was over, and Han Yuquan could finally say thank you to the benefactor. He stood up on the chair, and when he used his right hand, a look of pain appeared on his face.

Qing Qin had sharp eyes and asked, "Is your right hand injured?"

"The old injury." Han Yuquan held his right hand and slowly revealed a wry smile.

"What's the matter?" Wen Li recalled the extremely amazing dishes he had eaten back then, and couldn't help but worry, "This orthopaedic department is not bad, why don't you check it out."

"No, no, I've seen it all these years, so it's totally unnecessary." Han Yuquan refused desperately.

There is always enough chance to recover, and if Western medicine can’t cure it, it’s better to go see a Chinese medicine doctor, I remember that there are several old Chinese medicine practitioners in Kyoto who are particularly good at this.”

Han Yuquan's eyes were reddish: "When I just broke my hand, I went to a few companies, and they all said there was no way. He was cured."

"Zhu Jia?" Qing Qin read these two words again, "Show brother blessing?"

"Yes." Han Yuquan replied, casting doubtful eyes with Wenli.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious to ask." Qing Qin just remembered that there was a surname Zhu in his group. Say, what kind of grievance did you have before?"

"It was originally," Han Yuquan gritted his teeth as he spoke, "now the boss's surname is Fan, and he was originally my father's eldest apprentice."

Qing Qin and Wen Li glanced at each other tacitly, realizing that this might involve some kind of classic **** family competition.

It turns out that life is sometimes more absurd than art.

This Boss Fan is not very good at learning, but like a mouth smeared with honey, he coaxed the master into obedience. Let Father Han treat it as his own, and even suggested that the Korean restaurant also has a part of him.

Han Yuquan also felt that although this senior brother was not talented, he was very good to him.

Especially in the early years, his mother passed away early, his father was busy with his career, and the Han family was single-handed from generation to generation. Han Yuquan was almost brought up by this senior brother, and he already regarded him as a big brother in his heart.

However, when his father was seriously ill, the eldest brother, who has always been a good man, finally showed his fierce fangs.

On the one hand, as a master of the school, he is long-sleeved and good at dancing. He often helps his disciples when they are being educated by a strict master. He is also good at using some small favors and small favors. The lonely Han Yuquan can be said to be a hundred responses, and he can shake the foundation of the Han family in a single thought.

On the other hand, under the impact of the market economy, Hanjia cuisine, which is not well-known for marketing, also ushered in a recession. He also became one of the shareholders.

This incident made the stubborn father Han angry into the icu, and also made Han Yuquan, who was studying abroad, hurried back. A car accident occurred on the way back, and his right hand was seriously injured.

He dragged his still unwell body to the Korean restaurant to ask for an explanation. Boss Fan still kept his hypocritical face, snot and tears told him that the buyer was ill-intentioned, turned his head to invite He entered the kitchen.

Han Yuquan was still in the recuperation period, so he forcibly began to take on such heavy responsibilities, affecting the recovery and leaving the root of the disease, but it was only for his own family.

He was too young at that time to know that some people had already made deals with the devil. He set a trap and exposed him in front of his old friends for corruption and bribery, deducting ingredients, etc., and pretended to let him go on his father's behalf, but he was not allowed to step into the chef industry again.

Having said this, Han Yuquan was already crying, tears streaming down his face, and the flames of hatred were burning in his eyes.

"And then what?"

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This is also a poor man, and the text moved with compassion: "What was the money he pulled at that time?"

Han Yuquan was not in a good mood: "Mushi Venture Capital."

Wen Li touched his nose awkwardly: "Boss Qing, Mrs Mu..."

"I remember that Mu's is a giant, and there have been many big moves in the investment field this year," Qing Qin also seemed to be lost in thought. It seemed that this restaurant was not that easy to fail.

"Yes." I was going to introduce a few more words in the text, and I saw the fighting spirit in their Xiaoqing's eyes.

The young CEO bent down and looked at the dejected chef: "Since they treat you like this, have you ever thought about taking revenge in an upright manner?"

"What?" Han Yuquan's heart was beating like a drum.

"Well, you first come to our company canteen to be a chef for a while, you can't move the spoon, you can instruct them to cook, so you have a bunch of apprentices with superb cooking skills," Qing Qin was very emotional, like the head of a pyramid selling organization, "I can contact doctors at home and abroad to treat you for you, and I can also invest in you to set up a private restaurant, and then you bring your apprentices to dignifiedly force Han Jiacai. , to make everything that **** surnamed Fan deliberately got worthless!"

Really, this is too middle-of-the-road, Han Yuquan dislikes it, but a cluster of hope is quietly burning: "Really?"

How can this be fake?

Find a cook first, there is delicious food every day, and there is a lot of work!

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"Of course," Qing Qin took out Assistant Meng's phone and handed it to him, "As long as you are willing to make this call, you can get an unlimited investment."

Han Yuquan took the business card, clenched his hands into fists, and fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Without waiting for his answer, Qing Qin left with Wenli first, after all, she still had to go back to eat a hot meal, hurt.

Wen Li was in a complicated mood. He looked at the tall and straight back of Xiaoqing in the front seat of the car, and couldn't help but sighed: If another person makes such an investment decision, he must feel that this person is too impulsive and too impulsive. Innocent. But if Mr. Xiaoqing did it, this kind of terrifying courage would have a different charm.

Just as he invested in his animation before, he is now investing in a restaurant.

This is probably the genius that is enough to convince him.