What if your girlfriend is a big star

"It's not easy to do business now. If the problem lies with me, I can compensate as much as I can. But if it's looking for something, then I won't just let it go. The loss in my store is not small." Tang Jian squinted slightly and looked at the bald boss. This kind of thing is really handy.

The bald boss doesn't matter: "Of course, but boss, you don't look like a local by the accent."

"Why, is there a big difference?"

"Of course it's big. Locals have the price of locals, and foreigners have the price of foreigners. If you make a VIP with me, I can give you a discount."

It was the first time that Tang Jian heard it. He felt that this bald head was really a talent, his business was doing well and his eloquence was sharp.

At this moment, a middle-aged man pushed the door and entered, his glasses were all crooked, he seemed a little embarrassed, and he was afraid to look at the three bald heads.

"Mr Tang, I'm here." Manager Li was actually not far away, so he arrived so soon.

"Where else can I sit?"

"You can still sit on the second floor." Manager Li didn't know what Tang Jian was going to do, but seeing Tang Jian's steady footsteps, he felt that there should be a solution.

When I came to the second floor, there were glass residues everywhere, as if I had been robbed, it was terrible.

"Manager Li, how much do you think we have lost?" Tang Jian asked curiously, opening one of the doors, and some of the instruments inside were toppling over.

Manager Li said tremblingly: "Mr Tang, I haven't counted the details, but I estimate it is tens of millions."

"Fuck you M's shit, these things are tens of millions, you are bluffing me!" One of them shouted with a bald face, Manager Li immediately hid behind Tang Jian.

With Tang Jian backing up, Manager Li was a little more confident, and said softly: "What do you know, these instruments are imported, hundreds of thousands of small ones, and millions of large ones. How many have you smashed! There is also decoration, the door The big chandelier will cost eight million, you have all broken it!"

"There are also the golden nanmu tables and chairs in the lobby, as well as the decoration. It is estimated that they will be refurbished, which is also several million."

"Fuck you M, you are looking for death!" The bald head behind suddenly flew up and kicked towards Manager Li.

Tang Jian frowned and kicked.

"Ah!" The little bald head gave a pain, covered his knees, and looked at Tang Jian ferociously.

Tang Jian said lightly: "Don't think it's a bald head, just Superman."

The bald boss stared at Tang Jian, feeling that the young man in front of him was not a kind person.

"Don't always do it, now I have to add my brother's medical expenses." The bald boss said lightly, speaking very confidently.

Tang Jian guessed that there should be someone behind them, otherwise there would be no guts to beat them.

Patting the debris on the sofa, Tang Jian lit a cigarette and asked, "Manager Li, tell me something specific."

"Okay, Mr. Tang."

After a while, Tang Jian understood. After a customer used the product, he ran to the store the next day and said that he was allergic, and a rash appeared on his face.

When this happens, the club will of course need to investigate, and there is a problem with a facial mask used by the customer, and the allergy is not caused by the problem at all, but bought the three-no mask.

The customer is unwilling, so it leads to the next thing.

"President Tang, I have handed over all the evidence, but the client's family is very powerful, so he has been dragging it." Manager Li said helplessly.

Tang Jian nodded silently, and said lightly: "It seems that a reputation loss fee has to be added, which is tens of millions less. What will your team do?"

"Haha, Mr. Tang really can talk and laugh." The bald brother said with a grin.

"Since you have such an attitude, then I'll call the police first. You are a crime for smashing and smashing." Tang Jian took out his mobile phone and said lightly.

The bald brother took out a cigar and lighted it on: "It's up to you, but your shop, I'm afraid I won't be able to open it anymore. My little brother will come often."

After Tang Jian heard this, he put away his mobile phone, because formal methods couldn't be used to deal with this rogue, so he had to use some ruthless methods.

Seeing that Tang Jian had accepted the phone, the bald boss seemed to have won, and he leaned on the sofa and raised his legs: "Losing money, this matter ends here."

"How much do you want?"

"I heard that this store was opened by the big star Shen Xiangting. What about you, I have seen it in the video. I think you are not the ones who are short of money, so let's, 100 million."

Tang Jian laughed after hearing this, and slowly stood up.

"You really opened your mouth, what a bad smell."

"What are you going to do?!" Seeing Tang Jian strode forward, the bald brother asked in a deep voice.

Tang Jian smiled, and suddenly grabbed the cigar in the hand of the bald-headed brother, put it directly into his mouth, and covered it with his hand!

Zi Zi Zi...

Manager Li standing next to him was stupid, as were the two younger brothers behind him.

"Mmm..." The bald boss struggled frantically, beating all over his limbs, and Tang Jian clung to it, and could even see a burst of blue smoke coming out.

At this time, the little bald head at the back finally reacted, and he picked up the guy and hit it.

Even Tang Jian before, dealing with this situation is a piece of cake, let alone now!

Hit the ground directly.

After the lesson, Tang Jian sat down and smiled and asked, "How much to pay?"

The bald boss coughed violently, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Tang Jian, he took out his phone directly.

"Miss Yang, I was beaten..." Before the bald boss had finished speaking, Tang Jian took his cell phone away. He glanced at his bald head by the way and honestly, otherwise there would be a loss!

"Hello?" Tang Jian listened to the voice of the phone and said softly, "Miss Yang, right? I am the boss of the warm club. In view of your fraud, you have to lose money."

Miss Yang was taken aback for a while, and then she was amused.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Even if I am the king of heaven, I have to lose money!" Tang Jian's tone was very hard. I was an exorcist. I was afraid of being a hairy. Even if it wasn't an exorcist, there was still a dragon living in my body!

"Okay! Do you want money, wait!" After speaking, the Miss Yang hung up the phone.

Tang Jian was not in a hurry. He took out his cell phone and ordered a takeaway. He heard that Taijing’s roast duck was a must, so he had to taste it.

Wait while eating.

At this time, a woman in a formal dress put down her mobile phone in the Wende five-star hotel in Taijing, her eyes looking bad.

But again, Miss Yang's figure is quite S, which makes up for the slightly ordinary face.

"Sister Yang Lan?" A man appeared at the bedroom door, isn't this Xiao Jin's good brother, Lin Shan.

Today, Lin Shan is also quite formal, as if going to a banquet in the evening.

"I want to go out." Yang Lan picked up the latest Hermes bag next to her and said softly.