Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 577 The Sudden Drop in Sales of the Dream Club
Thinking of this, Meng Lan eagerly took out her mobile phone from her bag, and was about to call the private detective, but she hesitated.

After being insulted for so many years, does she still dare to investigate?Even if the investigation is done...is there any need to continue to struggle?

Meng Lan felt tired, and after saying goodbye to Uncle Zhao, she took a taxi and gave the address of Meng Club directly.

The doctor said that she is not suitable to be discharged from the hospital because her condition has not recovered yet, but Menglan really can't stay anymore, being locked up in the ward all day is like being locked up in a prison, she will think too much.

When she returned to the dream club, the entrance was surrounded by all kinds of reporters and media. It had never been as lively as it is today in so many years. Menglan got out of the car without knowing why, but was surrounded by paparazzi one after another.

"Meng Boss, may I ask the Internet that you are a rich boss who seduces a married man for the sake of money, is it true?"

"I heard that Wang Bo's wife, who was seduced by you, has decided to sue you in court. Are you afraid?"

"Boss Meng did such a thing, don't you feel ashamed?"

"..."

Countless flash lights crackled and flickered, and Meng Lan couldn't open her eyes. She raised her hand slightly, trying to cover her eyes.

Only then did she realize that the target of these paparazzi turned out to be herself.

Who is it?

Tell the media what happened between her and Wang Bo that night?

No wonder...the Feng Mu at that time came to look for her aggressively!

The reporters blocked Menglan's way forward, asking her countless questions, making Menglan frown tightly, and just listening to it gave her a headache.

Meng Lan was not ready yet, and she didn't know how to explain what happened that night to the media. When she was almost at a loss, fortunately, the bodyguards brought her back to the Dream Club in time.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

After keeping the paparazzi outside, Menglan breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the lobby and found that it was so empty today, and there were so many customers on weekdays that it couldn't be crowded.

"How long has this been going on?" Meng Lan's face was gloomy.

The bodyguard glanced at her cautiously, "It was when your scandal broke out that the gate of the Dream Club was surrounded by batch after batch of reporters, and they couldn't be driven away no matter how hard they tried."

"Dream Club was originally a venue for entertainment, and our passenger flow has been greatly reduced now, and many employees have complained."

"Yeah." Meng Lan agreed lightly, but her face was ugly. She has a bland temper, and these rumors are nothing if they are only aimed at her.But now, it has already involved the turnover of Dream Club. If there is no business for such a long time, how should she explain to He Hanchuan, how can she support so many employees?

Meng Lan went back to the office and thought about it carefully before coming up with an idea——

She found a girl who was about the same size as her in the group of girls in the dream club and changed clothes with each other. Menglan also gave that girl a high-end silk scarf of her own, so that she could cover half of her face, and let her secretly replace her. slip out.

Sure enough, the paparazzi and the media were all seduced by her trick, and they didn't have much doubts. Without saying a word, they directly picked up their long guns and short cannons and followed her footsteps to catch up.

"Let's open." Seeing that there were no obstacles at the door, Meng Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered the bodyguards.

Immediately afterwards, she took out her mobile phone and sent WeChat messages to a few frequent customers of the Dream Club. In the past, those customers who wanted to come here every day to curry favor with her, send flowers, cards or even cars, but today they did not respond tacitly. There was only one No one responded to her, but just talked to her directly about the price of a night's sleep.

Even when that person couldn't wait for Menglan's response, he still shamelessly told her, "Boss Meng, stop being arrogant. Who doesn't know that Feng Mu doesn't protect you now, and the benefits of the Meng Club will increase in the future. If it gets worse, make money quickly!"

Feng Mu won't protect you anymore...

Hearing this sentence, Meng Lan's face darkened slightly, she looked at the message repeatedly, and suddenly laughed mockingly, she couldn't help feeling secretly in her heart, it's really different.

When you have an accident, there are many people who hurt you.

However, no matter how poor she was, Menglan was once the proudest young lady of the Liu Group. She couldn't and wouldn't allow herself to earn any money.

Meng Lan racked her brains to think about the turnover all morning. In the past, the Dream Club was a well-known entertainment venue in the city center, and there was no need for too much publicity, so the traffic flow was uninterrupted. But now she can only pull the Dream Club to It was hyped up on the Internet.

She was discussing the promotional cover with the leader of the art department, when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the office, and the bodyguard explained to her in a panic, "Boss Meng is not well, Mr. He led someone to call the president of the Du Group in the VIP box." Yes, I heard that one arm was removed, and the scene was uncontrollable."

"What's the reason?" Meng Lan's complexion was heavy, she put down what she was doing, and hurriedly left following the footsteps of the bodyguards.

"I heard that it was Du Hua who signed a gambling agreement with Young Master Xiang, so Xiang Wan could only come out to help wipe his ass, but Du Hua was very ungrateful and forced Xiang Wan to drink a few bottles of wine."

"...was originally protecting my wife." After hearing this, Meng Lan's footsteps were a little bit stagnant, and she suddenly chuckled, the look in her eyes flashed for only a second, I don't know if it was envy or helplessness.

It's no wonder that He Hanchuan became so angry.

She was really curious, who was the person who dared to move Xiangwan under He Hanchuan's nose?

Meng Lan still followed the bodyguards to the VIP on the top floor to watch the fun. Just as she walked out of the elevator, she heard the sound of crackling and smashing things from the box. There were many bodyguards standing at the door, but no one dared to step forward.

"Sister Meng." The bodyguards greeted her respectfully.

"En." Meng Lan agreed lightly, and walked over with her slender water snake waist twisted, watching the embarrassing scene in the box, her eyes darkened secretly.

"What's the matter, getting so angry, Mr. He, seeing you beat someone up, can't you be more merciful?" Meng Lan said as she walked forward, stretched out her hand to support the blood-stained Lan, and covered her face. Looking at the broken right arm, Du Hua's face was covered with pain.

And Du Hua seemed to have been beaten out of his psychological shadow. Just after being touched, he was shocked abruptly, and reminded in panic, "I'm sorry Mr. He, I was wrong, please don't hit me again..."

Standing in front of him, He Hanchuan's expression was very calm. He took out a few tissues from the tea table and wiped his fingers slowly. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Du Hua coldly, "I bullied you?"

Hearing his gloomy voice, Du Hua's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't speak well, "No, no, I asked for it myself, and it has nothing to do with Mr. He."

(End of this chapter)