At this moment, Huang Xinxuan felt the black gold card in his hand, although it was only a thin piece.

But it is heavy as a thousand pounds.

This small card carries his future and even his life.

If I fail to appease the young man in front of me.

So, the result of this incident is probably not as simple as Xu Xiu and others resigning and going to jail.

Even he, the store manager, will be affected.

When Lu Feiyu was comforting Lu Feiyan.

A sharp brake sound rang in everyone's ears, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Lu Feiyu also turned around and looked outside the store.

I saw a sports car with an exaggerated and unique shape drifting and stopping steadily in front of the door of Wanbao Pavilion.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the tires.

at the same time.

The car door opened upwards, and a middle-aged man with muscles that were almost bursting his clothes jumped quickly from the passenger seat.

He has gray hair, a resolute face, and a reserved and calm temperament. It is obvious at first glance that he is a very important figure.

But at this moment, his eyes, which used to be calm and experienced all the vicissitudes of life, now showed some panic.

After the middle-aged man jumped out of the car, he rushed into Wanbao Pavilion without any hesitation.

This man squeezed into the crowd like a lion.

He hardly needed to say a word as the onlookers were intimidated by his powerful aura and subconsciously took a few steps back, making way for people to pass.

The middle-aged man's eyes quickly scanned the scene in front of him.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Lu Feiyu's still furrowed brows.

And behind Lu Feiyu, there was a beautiful woman with tears still on her face, looking pitiful and delicate.

Right now.

The slap mark on Lu Feiyan's face had not yet disappeared, and the bright red palm print seemed to have hit the middle-aged man's heart directly.

Shen Bufan followed the master of Wanbao Pavilion and ventured into society for many years.

Afterwards, he was personally arranged by him to serve as a driver and housekeeper for Wang Shiyao, the next designated leader of Wanbao Pavilion, to protect him.

On weekdays, Wang Shiyao also respects and trusts him very much.

It can be said that Shen Bufan is already the top person in Wanbao Pavilion except for those big guys.

He thought that he had seen all kinds of storms over the years.

But.

When he saw the slap mark on Lu Feiyan's face, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

I just felt a surge of resentment rising from my heart, stuck in my throat and unable to let go.

"Damn it! The young master worked so hard to build up this relationship, giving away cards and information, and it's all been ruined by you losers!"

Shen Bufan roared in his heart.

The wrinkles on his face danced with the tense muscles.

This added a bit of murderous intent and hostility to his already serious face.

In an instant, everyone present felt a chill in their throat, as if a sharp knife was across their neck.

For a moment, this silent murderous intent made the originally noisy scene become silent.

Everyone was wildly speculating:

Who is this lion-like man?

It's so powerful!

Even the store manager Huang Xinxuan, who had been bending over with his head down and his back to Shen Bufan, felt something was wrong.

He lowered his head a little and looked back through the gap between his legs.

“Tap tap tap~”

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him.

A pair of shiny leather shoes came into Huang Xinxuan's sight as the sound came.

"What brand is this?"

Huang Xinxuan was thinking about random things in his mind to distract himself from his anxiety.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hip.

Then the whole person seemed to be hit by a giant dragon, stumbling and falling several steps to the left.

Huang Xinxuan really didn't expect this sudden attack.

Caught off guard, even the black gold card in his hand fell off and flew into the air with the potential energy.

"A piece of trash like you thinks you're worthy enough to touch the Black Gold Card?"

Before Huang Xinxuan could stand firm, Shen Bufan said with a cold face, reaching out to catch the black gold card floating in the air.

"Mr. Shen? Why are you here?"

When Huang Xinxuan stood firm and saw the identity of the person who came, he was struck by lightning and said in disbelief.

This is one of the top figures in Wanbao Pavilion. He is not only the best friend of the current Pavilion Master, but also the protector of the next Pavilion Master.

The status is noble and special.

Even he came here for this matter!

It seems that the identity of this cardholder is even more exaggerated than he imagined!

"What are you standing there for? Go pick up that ear! Whose ear is it? Swallow it!"

Listening to Shen Bufan's furious voice.

Huang Xinxuan immediately stopped rubbing the buttocks, took two steps at a time, and grabbed the ears in his hands like a flying pounce.

Then he turned Xu Xiu's head.

One hand pulled the other's hair, and the other hand pressed on the other's throat, forcing Xu Xiu to open her mouth.

Afterwards, Huang Xinxuan used his immense strength to forcibly stuff the bloody ear into Xu Xiu's bloody mouth.

Then he released his right hand and raised it upwards.

The elbow hits the opponent's face hard.

One elbow strike shattered the opponent's resistance.

Xu Xiu swallowed his ear into his mouth numbly like a zombie.

The scene of blood flying everywhere made everyone present frown.

The fear of this middle-aged man reached a new level.

With just a few words, he was able to treat the owner of a Wanbao Pavilion branch like a dog!

This identity is incredible!

How should someone of such a high status handle this farce?

Is he trying to forcibly maintain the dignity of his Wanbao Pavilion, using his power to coerce this young man into showing weakness?

Or should we communicate on an equal footing, give each party a slap on the wrist, and settle the matter?

However, what no one expected was.

Under the gaze of everyone present.

Under Lu Feiyu's cold face.

This middle-aged man is as high-spirited as a angry lion.

He actually bent his waist, which was straighter than a spear.

He just bowed deeply to Lu Feiyu.

There was no explanation, no complaint, only apology and compensation in the words:

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry for the unpleasant experience you had at Wanbao Pavilion today."

"I guarantee with the reputation of Wanbao Pavilion that I will compensate Mr. Lu with 20 million Chinese Yuan, hoping for your understanding."

"And, I promise that such a thing will never happen again in Wanbao Pavilion."

"At the same time, we will also discuss the results of Ms. Lu's compensation before 8 o'clock tonight."

"As for these shop assistants who disturbed my most precious customers at Wanbao Pavilion..."

At this point, Shen Bufan's sincere tone suddenly became a bit solemn and murderous:

"They will be dealt with according to the Wanbao Pavilion's rules: face tattooing and tongue cutting, all earnings from their work confiscated, and a heavy fine imposed."

"Those unable to pay the fine will be immediately exiled to the wilderness, where they will search for resources day and night until they die."