Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Qin Huairu was so worried that he was sweating profusely. It was obvious that he had encountered an emergency. He was pacing in place and dancing as if he felt the torment coming from his heart.

Unexpectedly, the security guard in front of him didn't buy it at all. He pushed her away with one hand and yelled, "Asshole! If you are Manager Jia's mother, I am her grandfather, get out of here!"

Huh! This is a high-end restaurant. If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for leaving no one behind." He held up the short stick to show off, which was enough to make the widow in front of him eat a pot.

Qin Huairu refused and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Xiao Dang, come and save me, the security guard is going to hit me!" he yelled and pushed back and forth. Although he was used to doing housework, he was still unable to fight back when faced with a burly man.

He made a gesture and was pushed to the side of the road.

The buttons that were tied diagonally were torn off and fell to the ground, with a look of grievance on his face. Although no important parts were harmed, he was frightened by this, with tears streaming down his face and his whole body shaking. He had never been humiliated like this before, and he almost wanted to die.

I thought it was a problem with my own grooming. "People rely on clothes, and things rely on gold."

"Brother security guard, I am really your manager Jia's mother. I have been to the banquet before, do you remember? Do you remember the one wearing a red skirt?

At that time, I was sitting with a middle-aged man with a mustache, who was tall and handsome, and he was playing guessing and drinking with your chairman..."

While talking, he took off his patterned jacket, looking a little excited, as if this was his most helpless counterattack, revealing his white bottoming shirt, which looked fresh and fresh. He put down the hairpin and swayed his long hair from side to side several times.

Qin Huairu tried her best to restore her dress for the banquet that day in order to gain recognition and let herself in. At this point, it was obvious that something was really urgent.

You must know that communications were not very developed at that time, and fixed-line telephones often failed to get through, and they had to rely on wiring. Not everyone could afford it.

People have been reduced to such a situation, which shows that she is really anxious. She sweats and tears together. The widow is a person with strong endurance. She has developed this skill through many years of difficulties, but she can't even break through a small door.

It sounds a bit sad.

Seeing this, the security guard touched his head and saw that the person in front of him was indeed somewhat similar. His memory and impressions were being searched. The man who was approaching sixty years old did have a slight delay in his brain.

"Ouch! Remember, you are the widow who played guessing and drinking with the chairman, right?" She slapped her thigh and exclaimed, while her other hand still held the stick tightly, showing a surprised expression.

Now that Qin Huairu saw that the other party finally recognized her, she began to breathe a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Yes, yes, I am Qin Huairu, who was drinking with your chairman back then," he squeezed the sweat, bent down and put his hands on his knees, and put on his clothes after seeing this.

While the other party was staring and peeking intentionally or unintentionally, he turned his face and muttered something.

"Fuck you uncle's widow, I don't have a name for you to call me, so you can recognize me just like this." He cursed fiercely, and smelled of filth, but the key point was that no one could tell.

It has to be said that Qin Huairu is naturally beautiful, has given birth to three children, knows how to take care of herself, and looks like she is in her early 30s no matter how she dresses. She has long fascinated the security guard in front of her and drooled over her. If it hadn't been for it in broad daylight

Next time, an accident is probably going to happen.

"Uncle, please wipe your saliva. Don't be embarrassed. You are so big and mouthy at your age, so I won't bother you. Have a cigarette and have a rest."

I'm going to go in and talk to my daughter about something and then leave. The phone inside can't be reached either." He put on his patterned cotton-padded jacket, handed over a small handkerchief, and turned around to walk into the restaurant.

The security guard just took the small handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, covered his nose and mouth, took a deep breath, with an expression of obsession on his face, stretched out his left hand to hold the stick tightly, and showed a mean smile.

"Widow Qin Huairu, I know, what I said is that you will not be allowed to enter the restaurant. Yesterday, the chairman issued an order, specifically telling you not to enter.

I am also a part-time worker. I hope you won’t make things difficult for me.

You are a nice person. For the sake of this little handkerchief, I advise you not to go against the chairman, otherwise you won’t know how you die."

It is obvious that the first half of the sentence is very polite, and the second half is full of threats, even going far beyond the simple relationship between a security guard and a passerby.

On the contrary, it looks more like a strong life threat, and it looks like it means more than just being unable to get in.

Qin Huairu, a social person, had an epiphany, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and finally began to look sober.

"Come on, needless to say, I understand that this is Lou Xiao'e's personal intention. My daughter is allowed to work here as a manager, but mothers are not allowed in. I can explain everything clearly," she straightened her back with her hands raised.

, flipping his hair, widening his eyes to reveal his true face.

He bit the root and said fiercely, "Then please pass on a message.

Lou Xiao'e, just wait and see, I, Qin Huairu, will never give up. Those shameful things you have done behind your back will definitely be repaid twice as much!

Huh! Just keep the handkerchief for you to enjoy yourself, how shameful!"

Qin Huairu left these words behind, pushed the bicycle and walked towards the hospital.

At this point, I finally understand why so many strange things have happened recently, and it turns out that I can't get rid of the relationship with Lou Xiao'e.

I thought that my previous concession in the hall, at the cost of no longer being close to Silly Pillar, would settle the grudge, and at least allow my daughter Jia Dang to get a management position as she wished.

I didn't expect that the ending would be such a predicament. When I thought about it, I was just being stupid and would believe the nonsense coming from the mouth of a profit-seeking businessman.

"I, Qin Huairu, deceive many people. I didn't expect that I would be deceived by this bitch this time. It seems that I am even stupider than Silly Zhu.

Ah! Ah! I’m so angry!” He shouted loudly while pedaling on the bicycle.

Perhaps this is the only way to vent your grievances and attract strange looks from passers-by. Of course, the widow Qin Huairu will not care about this. What she really cares about is that the interests of herself and her family are being threatened. What is most important.

In fact, riding a bicycle and walking away was just a feint. He secretly turned a corner and took a shortcut from the alley to the back door of Longfeng Restaurant. He looked around and saw no one, then he immediately tightened his body and ducked in along the wall, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Tch! I didn't expect that the old woman at the door couldn't even get in even if I sacrificed my color, and had to force me, Qin Huairu, to use such a third-rate method.

Although it's not very upright, you still managed to break in. You're such a bastard, be careful if I don't kill you one day, I will be Qin Huairu in vain." He was cursing and sneaking in, but no one could do it.

You must know that as the reputation of Longfeng Restaurant increases in the capital, the status of the diners who come and go becomes more and more high-end. It is no exaggeration to say that those who are not rich are more expensive.

The level of management has also improved, and a notice has been posted at the front door: No reception will be allowed if you are disheveled.

The scene that happened at the gate just now, Qin Huairu couldn't go in just because of her outfit. For fear of affecting the business, it was reasonable for the security guards to stop her.