My Hard-Working Skills Were Exposed, And The Police Asked Me To File For The Record

Chapter 41: Xiao Zhao, the water is too deep for you to grasp!

Xiyuan Hall.

"Brother Hao, I respect you, you are so generous."

"And me, and me, Brother Hao, you can't forget me."

"Brother Hao~ Thank you for helping me today, I don't even know how to thank you."

The room was extremely noisy, everyone was surrounding Zhao Wenhao, either offering tea, or pulling him to chat about things.

On the contrary, Fang Shu and Fang Hao were very leisurely. After eating and drinking, they sat on their seats and chatted with melon seeds.

"Brother, do you think they are fake or not?" Fang Shu said helplessly.

Fang Hao spat out the melon seeds: "Sister, you don't understand now, do you think they really think that little fat man is amazing? No, they are envious that little fat man has a good father who can help them." father."

"I understand this, but it's a bit too much like them."

"Hey, there's more to come, that's where it's at."

"When are you going to leave?"

"Let's wait a little longer, after knocking out this plate of melon seeds, we will withdraw."

"ok!"

boom!

At this moment.

The door of the box in Xiyuan Hall was kicked open heavily.

In an instant, there was no sound in the box, and everyone looked at the door in unison.

Even Fang Hao and Fang Shu brothers and sisters were the same, but they didn't stop knocking seeds.

In front of the door of the box, Huang Mao took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned and shook his head, and said impatiently: "Who is Qian Wen? Come out."

"Who the hell are you!" a male student shouted boldly.

Sudden.

A large group of men in black emerged from behind Huang Mao.

The male student who spoke just now shrank behind a girl from his heart.

"This is to find Qian Wen... Sure enough, those two middle-aged people came to take revenge."

"It's okay, we have Brother Hao here, so don't panic."

"That's right, Brother Hao's father is also very powerful. He also knows the owner of Jinhai Hotel, so it's no problem."

While the students were discussing.

"I'll ask again, who is Qian Wen!" Huang Mao became even more impatient, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Needle drop could be heard in the box, and no one spoke.

Anyone can see that these people are not kind, and most of them were brought by the two middle-aged people before.

Moreover, this Wuyang Wuyang doesn't look like a good person, he is also carrying a baseball bat, a wooden stick, and a swinging stick...

on the table.

Fang Hao and Fang Shu are still eating sunflower seeds.

"Brother, is this the one who just got beaten up and came here to find trouble?"

"It must be. Look at these people, one of them is a good person? Bah."

"Then we can't go."

"Hey, why don't you go when there's something exciting to watch? You won't leave even if you give me money. Come, come, knock some melon seeds, it's just like watching a show."

"Well, it's okay, but tell me, can Zhao Wenhao settle it? His father is really capable."

"Then who knows, we're just spectators, why bother so much?"

"Well... also."

Both brothers and sisters seemed to regard this as a movie theater, knocking on sunflower seeds and chatting, completely looking like they were watching a movie.

At this time, another change occurred in the field.

Qian Wen just wanted to stand up.

Zhao Wenhao tidied up the casual suit on his body, and stepped forward: "What are you looking for Qian Wen?"

Huang Mao looked the little fat man up and down: "Are you Qian Wen?"

Zhao Wenhao thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Then what the hell are you doing here? I'm looking for someone named Qian Wen!"

"I'm Qian Wen."

Qian Wen walked out from the crowd without any panic.

Huang Mao smiled, pointed and said, "Take it away."

Immediately behind him, two men in black stepped forward, picked up Qian Wen and walked out.

Zhao Wenhao hurriedly followed: "What are you doing! Let me tell you, my father is Zhao Guangming! Stop it!"

Waited out the door of the box.

Zhao Wenhao saw Manager Zhang standing aside in great embarrassment, with a middle-aged man beside him whom he didn't recognize.

He didn't care, and immediately yelled at Manager Zhang: "Old Zhang, hurry to Mr. Cheng! He said someone was causing trouble here, and even arrested my friend!"

Manager Zhang looked sad, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Young Master Zhao, leave this matter alone."

"Don't worry? Don't worry! They dare to beat me now!" Zhao Wenhao shouted.

Manager Zhang sighed silently: "Mr. Zhao, I advise you to stop. You really can't get involved in this matter."

Huang Mao also stopped in his tracks, looked at the little fat man who was chasing him, and a group of students, and said with a sneer, "Little fat man, do you know who this Qian Wen is beating?"

Zhao Wenhao was slightly taken aback: "Who is it?"

"Mr. Zhou." Huang Mao narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Wenhao paused, and asked doubtfully, "Who is Mr. Zhou? Let him come to see me!"

"Fuck!" Huang Mao said to Guo Cui: "You really are a bitch!"

At this moment.

Outside the crowd, there was a vicissitudes of life, but a very powerful voice: "Old Wang, I want you to do something, is this difficult?"

Wang Wenli, who was standing next to Manager Zhang, was shocked immediately, and hurried forward to greet Zhou Ran: "Mr. Zhou, why did you come here by yourself?"

Zhou Ran smiled gently: "Otherwise? Wait for you, it will be dawn."

Wang Wenli didn't dare to refute, and laughed along with him.

Zhao Wenhao saw it at this moment, and Cheng Minghao, who was standing beside Zhou Ran, stepped forward immediately: "Uncle Cheng, don't you care? He is causing trouble in your hotel, and he dares to come to me!"

Cheng Minghao tried his best to stop him, but he couldn't stop his mouth. He sighed, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Zhao, this is Zhou Ran. You don't need to know anything else, you just need to know. Don't say it's you, it's you." Dad came in person, but it's useless."

Zhou Ran...

Zhou Ran!

Zhao Wenhao finally remembered who this so-called Mr. Zhou was.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at the middle-aged greasy man with a big belly and molesting their classmates, he didn't say anything.

Uncle Cheng was right, let alone him, even if his father came today, it would still be useless.

Because, Zhou Ran, he and his father really can't afford to mess with him.