Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

"You know now, the main responsibility is not ours," an Qingyang smiled and the fat man snorted coldly, "then you also have the responsibility."

"Yes, so we didn't mean to escape. We decided to compensate you," an Qingyang replied politely. The fat man's mobile phone moved and smiled when he saw the receipt information on the card.

"That's about the same. You can do business. That's it," said the fat man. He twisted his fat body and left. An Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

The manager also stood up and asked, "can I go?" an Qingyang smiled and waved. After they left, the smile on an Qingyang's face disappeared.

"Everyone has been working hard these days. I hope this mistake won't happen again," an Qingyang said faintly, cleaned up the table and left.

"Mr. an is so scary," an employee whispered. "Who says not? The monitoring incident has finally come to an end. Recently, people have been in a panic and have been disturbed by it," an employee whispered.

After an Qingyang went out, he looked at the blue sky and chopped the mud on his feet. He felt that the world was getting better again. No matter how difficult it was, everything would pass.

Thinking about the corners of his lips, he unconsciously bent up. Suddenly, a telephone bell rang, breaking an Qingyang's thinking, "Hello, excuse me..." an Qingyang hasn't finished yet.

There came a roar: "smelly boy, get back quickly. I have something to ask you." an Qingyang took a breath from the corner of his mouth and hurriedly left his mobile phone a foot away from his ear.

An Qingyang wondered, how could the old man call himself and hardly call himself? But then I thought, won't the old man know about it? Although the old man is old, he can still see this kind of news.

An Qingyang thought: don't let the old man know! Because he knew the old man's temper. If he knew about it, he would be very angry.

"I see. My ears are going to waste with your loud voice," said an Qingyang. There was a beep across the room. When he heard the phone hang up, he said to himself, "Hey, grandpa is getting more and more angry. It must be no good to go back this time," an Qingyang sighed.

An Qingyang doesn't want to go back so soon, because he always feels an ominous feeling, so he drives slowly on the road and plays music. He hopes to be in a better mood before he goes back.

An Qingyang came home and knocked on the door. When the servant saw it was an Qingyang, he opened the door. "Xiao Yang is back? Come on in. The old man doesn't know what's wrong. He's very angry today. Be careful!"

The servant has been here for several years and has a good temper. Although an Qingyang knows her and has some respect, "well, I know. Thank you, mom Zhang."

The servant nodded and motioned for him to hurry in.

An Qingyang carefully came to the hall and saw the old man sitting on the sofa, motionless, very terrible. An Qingyang was afraid of the old man since childhood. Now he thinks it's more terrible, but he still came to the old man.

"Back?" the old man's words were very plain, and there was no clue.

An Qingyang didn't speak, just nodded.

"The Dubai Hotel... Don't you explain it to me?"

An Qingyang was a little nervous. He didn't expect to come. "Well... It's my fault. I didn't supervise it well and lost a lot of money..." then he looked at the old man and saw that he was a little angry. He said, "but I've solved the problem of Dubai Hotel and it's still running normally." he was a little proud.

The old man was angry when he saw an Qingyang's face. "An Qingyang, you still feel very proud, don't you? You think it's all right to solve this matter? The money lost is not a small amount!"

An Qingyang touched his nose and felt that he had done nothing wrong. "Although he is losing money now, he will definitely make it back after a period of time. Don't worry!"

The old man stamped his feet angrily, "you... You still have the face to say!" then pointed to an Qingyang and roared, "evil!"

An Qingyang didn't speak, but lowered his head, because he knew that the old man was angry now. If he ordered it back, it would be completely hitting the muzzle of the gun.

Seeing that an Qingyang lowered his head, the old man felt a little relieved. "Qingyang, you have broken your promise to me now. How did you promise me at the beginning?"

An Qingyang still didn't speak, because he felt that although the old man had eased a little, he did break his promise.

"Now you only know how to compete with Qin Yang, but you just want to be happy for the moment. You don't care about the life and death of the company. You have to think about the long term!" the old man said to an Qingyang painstakingly.

The old man thought that an Qingyang knew he was wrong, so he didn't go on. But an Qingyang didn't think so. Although he was fighting with Qin Yang, it was for their family. An Qingyang only held these words in his heart, not like the old man.

An Qingyang just nodded quietly and went out without saying anything. After all, it's too late to say anything now and it's over.

"Waiter, a bottle of wine."

"Ah, good."

At this moment, an Qingyang's head is full of chaos. He didn't expect to be scolded by his old man this time. This makes his heart very angry. Why must all this matter be dragged onto himself.

Originally, he didn't want to sell the hotel, but later, it wasn't because of that. Qin Yang had always had a relationship with his opponent, so he was willing to sell the hotel. Now that it has been sold, although it has been managed by him, it doesn't mean that the people below have no responsibility.

Now let's make sure that the responsibility is all on him. How can the waiters next to him naturally see that he is an Qingyang, so nature is also in awe.

"Young master an, I'm sorry, there's only one whisky here, so naturally I can only bring you a glass of whisky. I don't know if you can drink it. The glass of blue * has been ordered away by others, so now there's only one glass of wine. I hope you don't mind, or if it's not enough, we can renew it here. Thank you See if you want a refill? "