With the first group of people coming, there is almost no suspense behind them.

However, the people who came just looked very fierce on the surface, and there was no tendency to violence at all. Such customers only needed the clerk to deal with them according to Jiang Miaomiao's method, and one of the guests who smashed with a baseball bat was appeased and left.

Jiang Miaomiao was able to have breathing time. Standing in the hall, Shui Lingling's eyes were full of strange excitement.

"You don't seem to worry about guests coming to the door." Yan Sheng opened his mouth lightly, and his eyes were full of doting.

however.

Before entering, Jiang Miaomiao fainted on the ground with his legs soft, and a touch of extremely small blood line fell on his clothes from the beginning.

Yan Sheng's eyes flashed a strange emotion, which was immediately replaced by worry.

hospital.

After Yan Sheng repeatedly determined that Jiang Miaomiao would not have a concussion, he put down half his heart and sat by the hospital bed waiting for Jiang Miaomiao to wake up.

The little man on the bed frowned tightly. Is he still worried about things in the shop in his sleep.

Reaching out to erase the wrinkles in the center of her eyebrows, Yan Sheng got up and fell on a kiss: "my baby is very powerful. Leave the rest to me."

Carefully cover the quilt, Yan Sheng went out of the ward and made a phone call: "Meng Ma, are you interested in playing a game?"

"What is the benefit fee?"

Yan Sheng stepped on the accelerator: "later."

Dark waste factories, the sound of drops of water falling in the silent air.

Xu Mu is very regretful now. He doesn't know whether he hit someone when he made trouble that day.

"But it's your fault to go there with a baseball bat." As soon as Meng Ma lit the cigarette in his mouth, he grabbed it with one hand, threw it under his feet and stamped it out.

Yan Sheng sat in a very ordinary chair, wearing a white shirt with a black vest, with a straight back, noble and elegant.

"Why did you suddenly make trouble?"

"Because some people say that the boss's supply chain is broken, maybe the deposit will not be returned to us." Xu Mu cried, "I'm also a small business. I received a lot of money to do this business. As soon as I open my eyes every day, I think I want to pay back 50000 yuan to the bank. My family and employees expect me to eat. Can I not work hard? Can I lose money? A loss making business is fatal. "

"Who told you?"

"In the group."

Xu Mu was about to cry. He seemed to realize something. He handed over his mobile phone, "even in this group, we have no way."

There are thirty or forty people in the group. The last chat interface is that everyone swarm to say that they want to find Jiang Miaomiao and get back their deposit. They decide not to let Jiang Miaomiao go with their hard-earned money. Their words were so grounded that there was no sign of deliberate incitement.

Yan Sheng opened the members one by one, remembered their phone numbers, and threw his mobile phone to Xu Mu: "let's go."

Xu Mu picked up his mobile phone in fear, but his legs were too soft to walk at all. He still rolled away at the urging of Meng ma.

After he left, Meng Ma, with a stretched face, sat excitedly in another chair: "this kind of Hong Kong Film interrogation game is really fun - this is a real interrogation?" He could not wait to open the relationship with Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng began to lower his head and carefully pull up his sleeves. The cuffs of two Obsidian stones flashed between his fingers, and the calm and atmospheric color flowed between his fingers: "you came to me. I just said to play a game. Give me your cell phone. "

After receiving the mobile phone, Yan Sheng entered all the numbers he had just remembered, and then threw them to Meng Ma: "now you and I are a grasshopper on the ship. Ask why these people suddenly want to cancel cooperation."

Meng Ma was unconvinced and shouted, "good! Yan Sheng, don't go, it's good! "

hospital.

When he opened the door, Yan Sheng saw Jiang Miaomiao's round eyes turning, all of them excited.

"Are you better?" Yan Sheng came forward, picked up the banana at the table and began to peel it.

"Yan Sheng, I'm a Jiang family." Jiang Miaomiao lowered his voice and turned up the corners of his mouth.

The Jiang family's tradition of doing business has gone through several generations, except for two wonderful flowers. One is Jiang Tingyun, who shows exceptional talent for doing business, and the other is Jiang Miaomiao, who can't help him. Jiang Miaomiao, who was compared since childhood, really couldn't help looking at home. After graduating from college, he went to do treasure hunting all over the world.

This time, she looked at her orderly and unhurried handling of things in the store, and her whole body was full of passion.

"My baby is really good." Yan Sheng handed over the peeled bananas and a document was handed over, "this is the customer who terminated your contract."

Jiang Miaomiao took the document and looked at the phone number on it. He didn't look up for a long time.

Yan Sheng was worried for a long time. He reached out and picked up the emergency button on one side: "does the wound hurt again?"

"I... Yan Sheng, I like you so much." Jiang Miaomiao threw away the document in his hand and hugged Yan Sheng with open arms.

When she woke up, she decided to show those people a good look and let them know that the people of the Jiang family are not easy to mess with, but she didn't know where to start to explore this flawed thing, and she couldn't save face to find Jiang Tingyun for help.

If Jiang Tingyun knows, he is sure to take the whole thing over.

That's what she doesn't want to see.

As a result, Yan Sheng gave her direction directly, still in a gentle way.

"My eyes are good!" Jiang Miaomiao buried his head in Yan Sheng's arms and boasted about himself in a muffled voice.

Yan Sheng quietly let her hold her. Then he took her collar and put her on the bed for her to have a good rest.

"But..." Jiang Miaomiao, who was immersed in male sex, still knew he had serious things to do. He looked at the documents put aside with his eyes and moved slowly.

"No." Yan Sheng put away the documents. "Although you don't have a concussion, you still need a good rest. We'll talk about this later. "

After tossing around in bed for several times, Jiang felt like a feather sliding in his heart. He looked at Yan Sheng pitifully, and even his eyes were shrouded in water mist.

But Yan Sheng has a heart of stone. Remain unmoved.

Jiang Miaomiao: "Yan Sheng, have you heard the saying that forging iron should be hot? What if I don't want to do it after this time?"

Yan Sheng: "I will urge you."

Jiang Miaomiao: "the employees still rely on me for dinner. I can't just..."

Yan Sheng swallowed all the words he didn't finish. A moment later, Yan Sheng half opened his eyes: "it's so sweet."

Jiang felt the train roaring past his chest.

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