I killed the film and television world

Chapter 309 Good Luck
On the second floor balcony

Xie Sheng turned his head and glanced at Song Ren, who had an expressionless face, and reminded him, "Hey, you just talked about good weather and good harvests, don't make trouble!"

Song Ren smiled indifferently: "Sir, I am a businessman, and businessmen all value good luck."

"Today is my opening day. Why would I take the initiative to cause trouble at this juncture? It's unlucky, right?"

"That's better." Xie Sheng nodded.

Then he changed his tone and tried to persuade again:

"Aren, you should open your business for a good omen. If there is any conflict, let's talk about it after today. If it doesn't work, I can help you drive away the crows."

Song Ren's eyes flickered, and he finally chuckled: "Sir, there's no need to trouble you with such a small matter. Besides, you are a guest."

Then he stopped talking and turned to go into the venue to greet other guests.

Xie Sheng looked at his back and took a deep puff of cigarette.

The moment Song Ren turned around, he clearly felt an extremely cold smell.

With his keen eyesight over the years, he had never seen such a strong murderous aura even in some real underworld bosses.

Some of these young men, who are currently in the limelight, do not look like members of a society. Instead, they look more like vanguards on the battlefield, or peerless warriors who broke through sieges in the old days.

This mysterious dragon crossing the river is really a bit of a headache.

……

room
The atmosphere throughout the restaurant was extremely warm.

In many places, some people have been arranged in advance to set off the scene.

From time to time, laughter could be heard at the banquet, and both the guests and the hosts were having a great time.

Most of the people present were prominent figures.

Most of the bosses from the nearby streets came to show their support.

After all, he is a rising star, especially one who is so popular, so we still have to give him some face.

Even some bigwigs who look down on Song Ren would not express it directly.

Sitting at the same table with Song Ren were the editor-in-chief of a magazine who came to show his support, a fan king in Causeway Bay, a police chief, and a department store tycoon.

And several others are also well-known figures in their respective fields.

This group of people got together because, on the one hand, Song Ren had established himself in Causeway Bay and they might need his help with things in the area.

On the other hand, Song Ren invited them to build relationships and facilitate future cooperation in the business field.

Although many people are somewhat disdainful of this point, who can blame Song Ren for being so popular now?

……

While they were eating and drinking, there was suddenly a noise coming from the direction of the banquet not far away.

Song Ren turned his head and looked over. A few tables away, Crow waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Brother Ren, your dish is not very good. It tastes a bit rotten."

Wow...

As soon as he opened his mouth, the noisy scene immediately quieted down.

Almost everyone turned their heads to look here.

Daring to speak like this at this juncture, it is obvious that you are trying to cause trouble!

Crow was always arrogant. He stood up without taking it seriously, took out a cigarette, and casually put it in his mouth, saying:
"Brother Ren, I'm so sorry, I just like to tell the truth, there's nothing I can do about it."

"This dish is really not good. It's so rotten. I think even a dog can't eat it."

As soon as these words came out, the guests who were still chewing stopped subconsciously and looked at Crow with embarrassed expressions.

After all, the description is really ugly.

Song Ren stood up, and Xie Sheng beside him immediately said, "Hey! Good luck on your opening, don't mess around!"

Song Ren said: "It's nothing, just a small misunderstanding, I'll be back soon." After saying that, he walked towards the table where Crow and the others were.

Seeing this, Crow turned to Song Ren and said, "Brother Ren, did the chef in your restaurant make a mistake? Why are all the dishes spoiled? Everyone here is a well-known figure, this can't happen, right?"

At the same time, Ba Bi couldn't help but rush over. He said with an unpleasant expression, "Crow, don't mess around!"

Wu Ya asked the henchmen beside him to block him, and turned around to teach him a lesson: "Ba Bi, do you know the rules? I'm talking to your boss, when is it your turn to interrupt?"

Then, he turned around again and said, “Brother Ren, this little brother is disobedient and needs to be taught a lesson.”

"But this is the person you just recruited. If you can't do it, I can help you."

Song Renxiao didn't answer, but asked: "Is this dish really rotten?"

The crow was startled for a moment, then he picked up one of the plates with a smile and handed it over, saying, "I, the crow, never bluff. If I say it's rotten, then it must be rotten. If you don't believe me, just smell it."

Song Ren took the dish and took a look at it, then smiled silently:
"Well, it seems to be a bit rotten."

"Then, Brother Crow, what should we do if the food goes bad?"

Crow looked at Song Ren calmly and fearlessly: "If it's rotten, then we should throw it away."

"Is that so?" Song Ren nodded, then poured the whole dish directly on the crow's head.

The Crow brothers at the table stood up in unison in an instant and slammed the table very loudly.

Everyone's face became more ferocious, and they all held the wine bottles on the table in their hands.

But Crow raised his hand to stop them.

He raised his head, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Brother Ren, what do you mean?"

Song Ren raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say to throw it away? It's just garbage collection."

The crow's smile became more ferocious, and his tone was cold: "Okay, if you are brave enough, pour it into my mouth."

After saying that, he unexpectedly spat the entire cigarette in his mouth toward Song Ren.

His right hand reached for the wine bottle on the table, his eyes filled with malice:

People on the street brag that you can beat 200 people by yourself?
Damn your mother, you've been talking big so much that you even believe it yourself!
I, the crow, will give you a good one tonight!

Song Ren's eyes were cold and he tilted his head slightly, easily avoiding the cigarette.

The hand holding the dinner plate flipped over, and the solid porcelain bottom of the plate hit the crow's head with a bang, causing it to explode on the spot!

The crow shook his head.

In the blink of an eye, a big hand covered my face.

Huh? !

The next moment, his gaze suddenly turned downward.

The entire head was turned upside down on the thick dining table.

Boom!
With the muffled sound, Crow's thoughts were in a trance for a moment.

He subconsciously raised his hand to grab Song Ren, but immediately afterwards, the back of his palm was suddenly pierced by a sharp piece of porcelain.

The porcelain piece pierced through the palm of my hand and nailed straight into the dining table.

The crow's head was forced onto the table, and he saw the entire scene clearly, with his pupils contracting violently.

That is……

A fragment of a dinner plate?!

Such thoughts flooded into my mind, followed by a tearing pain that overwhelmed all other emotions.

Ugh!

Damn, it hurts, it hurts so much!!!
(End of this chapter)