The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Alan was restrained, but he relaxed after a while.

"Master, your grandfather and grandma are so enthusiastic, they don't look like the legendary hidden masters at all."

Si Niannian and Allen accompanied the three old people to have a meal, and then took him to the southern suburbs.

"Master, I heard that the entire Nanjiao Group belongs to the Si family, is it true?"

Allen looked at the bustling scene in front of him, a little unbelievable.

Not far in front of them, a group of people gathered around, crying and scolding from time to time.

"Oh! Come and have a look, this is a black shop. My husband took their medicine and started vomiting and diarrhea last night. Now he's unconscious. They are killing people."

Si Niannian and Alan stepped forward, and through the gap in the crowd, they saw a woman sitting on the ground crying, and there was a stretcher next to her with a man lying on it.

"Tsk tsk, it's really pitiful, a good life is gone."

"How did you die?"

"Didn't you hear it? The eldest sister said that her man took the medicine he had been thinking about yesterday, and when he went back, he vomited and had diarrhea. After pulling it all night, he died alive."

"Really? Diarrhea can kill people, right?"

The people watching the fun kept talking, and slowly, the voice became louder and louder, and it became a collective expedition against the old thoughts.

It was the first time that Bian Churou encountered such a situation, "Sister Zhang, have you called Manager Zhao?"

Sister Zhang hurried out of the store and looked at the people around the door. There were a lot more people than before.

She sighed, came to Bian Churou's side, and shook her head.

"Manager Zhao is going to the medical association for a meeting today. During the meeting, the mobile phone must be turned off. Where can I get in touch?"

"Oh my God! Our family all counted on my man to be alone. Now he was killed by a black shop. How can we live without our orphans and widows?"

The woman's cry grew louder, and the tears were scattered without money.

"Have pity on my mother-in-law, who is so old. I heard that her son was gone, and she didn't come up in one breath, so she followed. You guys are criticizing, who is our family provoking? My man just has a stomach flu. In the end, they had to prescribe a bunch of medicines, just to make more money for medicines, and they killed my man like this!"

"I said auntie, you can't say that. You don't have any evidence to say that your man died after taking the medicine from our store, right? How can we do business when you say that?"

Bian Churou started the theory.

"Have you heard it, they still don't admit it, this is trying to renege on a debt, this is a human life, do you think you are relying on the mountain?"

The woman continued to splash, and the scene was once uncontrollable.

Several employees of Su Nian gathered together and muttered in a low voice, "I think she is probably asking for money, why don't you take her to the backyard and give her some money to pass it on, or continue to stalemate here, But no one dares to come to the door.”

Bian Churou was a little tangled, but at this time there was really no other way.

Because the lady trusts them, she is so relieved to leave the store to them and go to school by herself. They must not let Su Nian have such an accident.

"it is good……"

"What's so good!"

Chi Zhiyu is very fortunate that he did not promise to associate with his classmates and other departments today, otherwise it would cause a catastrophe.

With the guitar still on his shoulders, he squeezed through the crowd and came over.