Ye Wudao took out his mobile phone and turned on the video recording function: "If you want to survive, you can, shout ten times in succession that Zhang Ruoshui is a bastard, and it was Zhang Ruoshui who burned the Daoling Group."
Ah?
The security captain's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.
Scolding the boss, he still wants to live.
It was also said that Zhang Ruoshui set fire to the Daoling Group... It is also a death penalty.
The security captain continued to beg: "Hero, please forgive me, I really know I'm wrong, woo woo woo..."
Hey.
Ye Wudao sighed: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If you are disobedient, you can only be cut in two by the elevator."
"By the way, you said that if you were caught in two by the elevator, would the police find me on the head? Probably not. Who would have thought that the elevator was voice-controlled?"
"Elevator, go up!"
The elevator rose slowly.
The security captain completely collapsed and shouted loudly: "Zhang Ruoshui is a bastard, it was Zhang Ruoshui who set fire to Daoling Group."
"Zhang Ruoshui is a bastard, it was Zhang Ruoshui who burned the Daoling Group."
"Zhang Ruoshui..."
The voice of the security captain reverberated in the hall on the first floor for a long time, and the scalp of the person who heard it was numb.
This time, the security captain is completely doomed. He dared to insult the boss, and he was in public...
After the security captain had enough scolding, Ye Wudao released the elevator door.
The security captain rolled and crawled back.
Ye Wudao manipulated the elevator to go up, and passed the video to Song Qianqian by the way.
Song Qianqian said, "Mr. Ye, based on this video alone, I'm afraid there is no way to punish Zhang Ruoshui."
"This video clearly shows that you forced the security captain to slander Zhang Ruoshui."
Ye Wudao: "I don't expect this video to punish Zhang Ruoshui, it's good to be disgusting to him."
Song Qianqian couldn't help laughing.
Never thought that Ye Wudao, who has always been serious, would have such a bad taste.
The elevator quickly came to the third floor.
The third floor is an ultra-luxurious restaurant, with the word "stylist" everywhere, and even the carpets on the ground are imported cashmere.
Although this is not the peak meal time, in theory, there should be no less people dining.
But now the huge restaurant is empty, and there is not a single customer.
There is no doubt that it was Zhang Ruoshui who "booked the field".
In the center of the restaurant, a gentleman in a tuxedo was sitting. He was slightly closing his eyes and listening to the music. His expression was a pleasure.
Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Ruoshui slowly opened his eyes.
After discovering that Song Qianqian was not the only one who came, Zhang Ruoshui was startled for a moment, and then became angry.
"Damn, as I said, only Song Qianqian was allowed in. What are the waiters downstairs doing?"
Ye Wudao said indifferently: "Why, is there something shameful about Mr. Zhang, is it inconvenient for a man to be present?"
Zhang Ruoshui glared at Ye Wudao: "I don't care who you are, get out of here immediately!"
"Otherwise, you can't afford the consequences."
Ye Wudao shrugged: "Sorry, there is really nothing in this world that I can't afford."
very good!
Zhang Ruoshui took out his mobile phone with a sneer and made a call to the restaurant on the first floor.
"What are you doing to eat, who asked you to put him up."
"What? Are you sure? Okay, I see."
Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoshui looked at Song Qianqian with murderous eyes: "Miss Song, what do you mean?"
"I kindly invite you to come to my restaurant, but you are not only disrespectful, but you are even big people in my territory. Are you doing this unkindly?"
Song Qianqian didn't know how to answer this question.
Once the answer is wrong, it may cause a war.
Ye Wudao said, "Young Master Zhang, I beat them all for you."
Zhang Ruoshui was instantly exasperated: "It's a joke, the person you hit me is for me? Is this deceiving a three-year-old child?" JrNovels.com