Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao was so angry that he didn't know the goods, so he dared to say such words so shamelessly, she grinds her teeth.

Huang Mao immediately answered: "Look, I told you a long time ago that this is a fake, but you still don't believe it. You should be convinced now?"

Lan Xiao bit her lip and shook her head slightly: "I still admire Master Mo, thinking that he is a master of goods, but now it seems to me that it is nothing more than that."

Huang Mao was taken aback for a moment, but Mo Qing was completely annoyed by Lan Xiao's words, and suddenly cursed with grinning teeth.

"How many years have I been in this business? When is your little girl's turn to question? Can such a fake be turned from fake to real? You are a teenage girl who has nothing Understand, what nonsense?"

Lan Xiao didn't want to waste her tongue with this idiot, she reached out to grab the copper stove.

As a result, Mo Qing held the folding fan and smashed the back of her hand severely.

"There is such a rule in our store. If a fake product is brought for the second time, then this item must belong to our store. Maybe you want to take this fake product and deceive innocent people wherever you go. So in order to prevent others from being deceived, you cannot take this copper furnace."

"Later, I will let the man take it away and throw it into the abandoned warehouse. You three little babies, quickly settle the dispute between you with this Huang Mao. If you need to pay, please don't get in the way of my eyes. Seeing this **** twice in a day is really unlucky."

Lan Xiao was very angry, and the back of her hand was a little sore when he knocked it back. She retracted her hand, rubbed the red and swollen back of her hand, and secretly cursed: Why is this man so shameless.

Wen Muchu moved forward quickly and squeezed Mo Qing's wrist.

"Who asked you to beat her?"

Mo Qing's face turned pale, and he shouted, "Hey, what are you doing? Quickly let go of me, otherwise I will call someone..."

Wen Muchu tightly said, and said in a cold voice: "Apologize to her..."

Mo Qing's fingers creaked as he pinched them, and the fingers were almost broken.

Mo Qing stared at Wen Muchu angrily. He still refused to let go. He roared in a low voice, "You **** let me go, my fingers are almost broken by you."

"Apologize..." Wen Muchu said coldly.

Mo Qing stalked his neck, and shouted with stubbornness: "You used a fake to make trouble, why should I apologize?"

With a crunch, Lan Xiao clearly heard the sound of bone breaking.

Her face changed and she hurried forward.

"Wen Muchu..."

Mo Qing howled in pain, his fingers were completely broken, and his pained forehead was sweating.

He was in anxious pain, but he broke a finger, and the man did not release his finger.

Helpless, he looked up at Huang Mao for help.

"Huang Mao, save me quickly."

Huang Mao was really afraid of Wen Muchu. He shrank his neck in fear, and stepped back, intending not to interfere with this matter, so he naturally turned a blind eye to Mo Qing's cry for help.

"Give you one last chance. If I don't apologize anymore, I will cut off all the rest of your fingers." Wen Muchu said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Mo Qing was really scared. If he was still confident in the last second, then this second, he was completely shocked.

The cruelty in Wen Muchu's eyes was obvious, and he was completely afraid.

In fact, he is just a bully and afraid of hardship, and he has no backbone at all.

He immediately cried and said, "Don't...Don't...I apologize, I apologize..."