Chapter 54: Overbearing Boss: A Showdown Between Big Bosses
When Shen Hanqing was drowsy, a special reminder sound rang on her phone, indicating that someone was trying to hack her phone.
It’s easy to guess that the person who could hack into her phone is Siming.
So she was too lazy to deal with it because she couldn't hack into it.
Shen Hanqing just sent a message to Si Ming. Did Mr. Si spend money in vain?
Siming, who was staring at the technicians, saw the message and his eyes quickly froze.
He squeezed the phone so tightly that several cracks appeared on the screen, showing how hard he squeezed it.
Siming threw the phone to his assistant and said coldly, "No need to continue."
A technician who was temporarily brought in by Siming wiped the sweat from his forehead.
At that moment, he felt like he had been to the gates of hell.
After the technicians left, the assistant felt sad. Since that night, the president has been in a bad mood. The whole company is in a low mood and no one dares to offend him.
But as a qualified assistant, I have to do it no matter how scary it is.
He asked tentatively, "Do you still want the things the president asked me to check?"
Siming glanced over and the assistant immediately handed him the information.
He looked through the information and said meaningfully, "Her father is a gambler and owes a lot of debts?"
The assistant felt a chill on his back. How could this Miss Shen be so confused that she always made their president unhappy?
Maybe this is a battle between big guys. Anyway, no ordinary person has the courage of Miss Shen.
Shen Hanqing took a break and called the original owner's father.
As soon as the call was connected, a noisy voice came from the other end, and Father Shen yelled, "What? Do you have money? If you have money, send the money over!"
Yes, not only did Shen's father owe a lot of gambling debts, he also asked Shen Hanqing for money every day, acting like a vampire.
Such a person is not worthy of being a human being, let alone a father.
Shen Hanqing asked calmly: “Where are you?”
When Shen's father heard this, he thought Shen Hanqing was going to give him money, and immediately told Shen Hanqing the location, an underground casino.
Tsk, it seems that most black industries have an underground casino.
Shen Hanqing looked for clothes and found a punk-style one.
As an actor, Shen Hanqing has a wide range of lipstick colors, for example, purple.
Heavy eyeshadow, purple lipstick, exaggerated little gangster style, perfect.
Dressing like this to go to that kind of place can save you a lot of trouble. This is a lesson learned from the last world.
She is not a person who likes to use force. If she can avoid it, she will of course not do it.
On the way there, I bought some chewing gum and did the whole act.
Sure enough, Shen Hanqing dressed like this entered the underground casino and had a smooth journey. At most, someone asked if she wanted to play a few games, but very few people made moves.
Because Shen Hanqing's aura is too strong, who knows if she is the daughter of some black family.
As soon as Shen Hanqing glanced, he saw Shen's father.
He had an unshaven beard and was pinned to the ground and beaten.
One of them stepped on Mr. Shen’s finger and asked when he would pay back the money. If he didn’t pay back, he would cut off one of his fingers.
Father Shen yelled that his daughter was sending money over and asked for tolerance.
Shen Hanqing felt ashamed, but after thinking about it, no matter how annoying the garbage was, it had to be thrown away in advance. You couldn't just let the garbage stay there and get in the way.
She stepped forward and said, "A finger is worth so much? How about you take his life?"
Many people looked over, and the person who stepped on Father Shen’s finger narrowed his eyes, “Who are you?”
Father Shen’s eyes lit up, “Brother Song, this is my daughter, my daughter!”
Shen Hanqing took out the fruit knife he had bought on the way and stuck it directly on the table, "Calculate how much his life is worth, and pay it first."
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