His eyes were cold.
The direction was perfect, right in front of her.
"We are consumers too, why won't you let us in?"
At the entrance, Aunt Bin continued to pester the security guards.
Uncle Bin tried to persuade him for a long time, but it was no use.
Seeing that there was no hope of getting in, Aunt Bin started cursing at Rong Shang.
All sorts of nasty things came out of her mouth.
In her line of sight, the man strode past her.
Rong Chang raised an eyebrow and followed the gaze.
Seeing Shen Liunian walk to the door.
He had one hand in his pocket and no expression.
The security guards on both sides saw him and respectfully greeted him, "Boss."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Bin quickly looked over at him.
"Are you the owner of the Southern Restaurant?"
So young.
"Hmm." A cold, emotionless reply.
After answering, Shen Liunian turned to the security guard next to him and said, "Throw them both out."
"What?"
Aunt Bin was surprised.
Before she could even speak, the security guard next to her lifted her up again.
This time, Uncle Bin is also there.
"No." They were terrified.
"What did we do wrong? Why are you kicking us out?"
Aunt Bin felt that the world was too unfair.
“That woman inside, she broke our Lang’er’s wrist! Make her come out!”
Why are they the only ones being chased away and not Zhong Xia?
She refused to accept it!
The woman was making a huge fuss.
There was a feeling that she wouldn't give up until she got an explanation tonight.
At night, the lights at the entrance came on.
The woman's waving hands cast faint shadows on the ground.
Snap!
The couple were thrown out by the security guards and fell to the ground.
Aunt Bin let out a cry of pain and grimaced.
She made me so angry.
"Oh no, I don't want to live anymore!"
Seeing that passersby had stopped to watch, she couldn't help but throw a tantrum.
“This restaurant is a rip-off. My son was eating here when someone broke his bones for no reason. Now the owner won’t let us get justice and has kicked us out.”
"..."
"You all need to take note: never eat at this shady restaurant again."
On the main street, in front of a large crowd, she began to smear the Southern Restaurant.
The manager arrived just in time to hear it.
Pointing his finger, he couldn't help but curse, "You filthy woman, what nonsense are you spouting? You're only bringing shame to our restaurant."
"Get out of here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold voice came from beside him.
The manager first noticed Shen Liunian's cold and stern expression.
He lowered his head, not daring to disobey.
"Yes, I'll go in now."
soon.
The manager left.
Aunt Bin looked back and started crying on the ground again.
"My son, how could you be so miserable?"
"Ah, I don't want to live anymore."
"..."
Da da da.
Cheng Liang's leather shoes made a sound as they stepped on the ground.
At that time, Aunt Bin was crying and sobbing, and she didn't care about anything else.
Uncle Bin, who was standing nearby, saw this and kept tugging at his wife's sleeve.
Remind her, "Don't cry."
"No, they're bullying us now, why can't I stand up for myself and get justice?"
"No." Uncle Bin frowned. "Don't cry yet."
He meant to say that the person's expression was terrifying.
"Don't cry, don't cry, all you do is tell me not to cry." Aunt Bin shook off his hand, somewhat annoyed.
However, at that moment, Cheng Liang's leather shoes appeared before her eyes.
The next second, *snap*.
A thick stack of Mao Zedong bills was thrown at her face.
Her face was hurt from being hit.
I was about to curse, but when I looked down and saw the pile of money, my eyes lit up.
"Money, honey, it's money."
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