Wang Xingye wouldn't believe that.
You don't like him?
In the entire Changnan region, no one dared to show their face as long as Wang Xingye gave the word.
Besides, if they didn't like him, would they keep going to comic conventions to invite him again and again?
I'm afraid this bitch didn't get permission from the comic convention.
The hotel in Changnan that's hosting the anime convention is going to be quite upscale.
The renovation alone would cost over ten million yuan, but he offered a price of two thousand yuan including labor and materials. The anime convention organizers didn't agree to it, and besides, the young man was inexperienced and didn't know what he was doing.
Who else in Changnan would dare to take on such a massive project besides Wang Xingye?
Despite the excruciating pain, Wang Xingye pointed at Min'er and said, "President Zhao, let's not push things too far. It's not worth offending me for this little vixen."
Lan Caihe wanted to kick this sly old man again, but Min'er quickly grabbed him.
Judging from the tone of his voice, there seems to be something else going on. Let's assess the situation first and not ruin Xiaoyue's plans.
Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyue remained unmoved, Wang Xingye directly threatened, "Hmph, besides me, let's see who else in Changnan dares to take on Fengshu's job!"
Zhang Xiaomeng overheard this and happened to hear a threatening remark about the helmsman. He was just about to go in and teach this reckless guy a lesson for daring to threaten them to take the helm.
Are they dead?
Before he could even lift his foot, Hou Taotao grabbed him and pulled him back, and a heart-wrenching scream came from the other side.
However, the sound stopped halfway through.
Wang Xingye had his other arm behind his back, large beads of cold sweat streaming down his face, and a large wad of cloth stuffed into his mouth.
As the ones who orchestrated all of this, General Manager Zhao and Master Lan clapped their hands, keeping their achievements hidden.
Zhao Xiaoyue called out, "Brother Meng!"
Hou Taotao then released the person.
When Zhang Xiaomeng went in and saw the person lying on the ground, he assumed he was going to drag that person out.
"Call the comic convention."
The comic convention was playing a new game with Du Jiaming, and just as the convention was getting into its best, the phone rang.
And it kept ringing persistently.
"Should I... answer the phone first?"
Du Jiaming was sweating profusely, his muscles taut as he supported himself.
I took a few breaths at the comic convention and waited until I calmed down.
These days, comic conventions are like fire-breathing dragons, angrily answering the phone, "Damn it, you better have something extremely urgent to say, or you're dead meat."
Zhao Xiaoyue: "??!"
"Um, excuse me... Is something good happening?"
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the phone and tentatively asked, "I'll be there soon!"
"explain!"
"Hey, hey, that thing you asked me to handle is done, I messed it up, the cooperation... it's probably over."
If she hadn't interrupted the comic convention, she would have definitely given that damn comic book guy a piece of her mind.
Why is she so sensible?
It's because of what I learned at comic conventions in my past life; it's ingrained in my bones.
Upon hearing this, the anime convention worker paused, picked up the bottle of wine placed beside the bed, and took a sip.
His misty blue eyes were speechless. "Hey Zhao, can't you be a little gentler?"
They really think they're his henchmen.
Zhao Xiaoyue shook her head, "Then you might have to be reincarnated again."
Comic conventions are...
"I'll talk about Changnan when I get back. Don't get involved. I'll have someone handle it."
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Okay, I'm hanging up now, you can continue!"
At the comic convention, I rolled my eyes rather inelegantly through my phone.
"Did you hear that?"
Wang Xingye's expression twisted in disbelief. "Impossible!"
"Brother Meng, drag him out, but don't let anyone see him. Hand him over to the person in charge here."
"OK."
This matter was reported to Steward Zhu, who then hurriedly reported it to Situ Ming.
If it were anyone else, they could be easily dealt with, but this person has offended Miss Zhao, so this is no simple matter.
When Situ Ming and the others saw the person being held captive by Zhang Xiaomeng, they looked at Steward Zhu in confusion.
After understanding the situation, Butler Zhu said, "This Mr. Wang was harassing Miss Zhao and the others, but he was subdued by Mr. Zhang."
The reason was simple: Min'er ate a very delicious pastry.
The little girl excitedly went to find Zhao Xiaoyue and the others, but halfway there, a greasy man suddenly appeared, leering at Min'er and wanting to invite her to dance.
Min'er's refusal was ineffective, and then the greasy man forcibly tried to pull Min'er away.
Wang Xingye had noticed the three people long ago; they had no male companions, no social life, and no servants, appearing quite ignorant.
He looks like someone who just graduated from university; for him, such a person is a piece of cake.
In the midst of the struggle, Zhao Xiaoyue and Lan Caihe, by some strange twist of fate, returned.
The swaying blue skirt did not hinder Mr. Zhao's performance in the slightest.
Lan Caihe is very cool and charming. With just a flick of her small hand, Wang Xingye was completely captivated.
Zhao Xiaoyue, pulling the frightened Min'er along, blinked adorably, "Uncle, what are you doing?"
In short, Wang Xingye felt half of his body go limp.
"How about Uncle takes you over there to play? I also know there are some really delicious foods there."
Ha ha ha ha!
As he spoke, he tried to take Zhao Xiaoyue's hand.
Mr. Zhao concealed his anger and said, "Okay, okay!" And then this is what everyone saw.
Wang Xingye was dragged to a deserted corner, his leg broken and his arm snapped.
He then realized that it was Zhao Xiaoyue, the boss of Fengshu.
Situ Ming squatted down, staring at the person on the ground, "President Wang, right?"
Wang Xingye nodded vigorously.
This is Ninth Master!
The renovation project at Moon Bay was so huge, and Ninth Master gave it to his rival, which made him extremely envious.
I heard that Ninth Master is a kind-hearted and charitable person who can't stand injustice.
No, where did Wang Xingye hear that from?
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