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Chen Qingqing didn't continue to pester him. He understood that Xia Tian wanted Fang Wenxuan to come and beg him in public.
Helplessly, he had to walk back to Fang Wenxuan.
"Wenxuan, you heard it too. Xia Tian can really help us. Why don't you go over and say something nice to him and ask him to help us."
Fang Wenxuan still refused to give in to Xia Tian and continued to argue, "Qingqing, don't be fooled by them. These are just what He Yunting told Xia Tian. Who can guarantee that what they said is true? Maybe after we beg him later, he will suddenly say: I was just joking with us. Who knows?"
Chen Qingqing didn't doubt it at all. She shook her head and said, "That won't be the case. I believe they definitely won't lie to us, right, Xia Tian?"
At the end of her speech, Chen Qingqing looked at Xia Tian and asked a question.
"Whether Mr. Zhang and I know each other or what our relationship is is my personal matter. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your business. I don't need to explain anything to you."
Xia Tian spread his hands indifferently and did not make any promises or guarantees.
After hearing Xia Tian's words, Fang Wenxuan seemed to be greatly encouraged.
He said excitedly, "Look, look! I told you, this guy is deliberately deceiving us. He couldn't possibly know Mr. Zhang. Even if he did, it must have been when He Yunting took him to meet him during the interview for the waiter position."
Chen Qingqing was truly exhausted. She angrily demanded, "Fang Wenxuan, are you going to beg for mercy or not? Do you really have to see someone hang a sign on us and parade us through the streets to be happy?"
Seeing Chen Qingqing getting angry, Fang Wenxuan hurriedly defended himself, "It's not that I can't bring myself to ask him for help, but he simply doesn't have the ability to help us. If he could really help us, let alone asking me to plead with him, I wouldn't even have a problem kneeling down to him."
In Fang Wenxuan's opinion, Xia Tian was obviously unwilling to help the two of them.
Otherwise, he would have helped when Chen Qingqing asked him to plead for mercy.
If that's the case, then why should I act like a grandson in front of him? He won't help me anyway, so even if I say something too much, he won't pay any attention.
"I can prove that Brother Xia is indeed capable of helping you. If he just says a word, I can let go of what happened today. Not only will you not have to pay for your meal, I can even treat you to another dinner and let you stay here for the night. However, how to persuade Brother Xia to intercede on your behalf is your own business."
Mr. Zhang, who loves to watch the fun, said to Fang Wenxuan and Chen Qingqing with a sly smile on his face.
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