Chapter 1165 (2/2)
“……” Zhuang Ya's hands were clenched to the side of her body, and her head was a little dizzy with rage: ”listen, I'm Zhuang ya, not Zhang Ya! I am who I am. I don't need anyone! I won't make this kind of money even if I starve! You have the wrong person! ”
”Is it?” Zhou Junkun sneered.
”Yes! You... ” Zhuangya's body swayed, and a sense of weakness followed.
”Now that you're here, you can't help it.” Zhou Junkun clapped his hands twice. The waiter who had come to deliver lemonade came in with a cold expression.
”You...” Zhuangya's whole body fell back before she could utter the curse.
The waiter pulled people into his arms as soon as he grabbed them.
”What about Xiao Bo?” Zhou Junkun asked after tidying up his tie.
”Now I have put what you gave me in his tea in the cubicle of the top box.” The waiter said respectfully.
”That's good. Send someone over.” Zhou Junkun's eyes flashed a chill: ”the things that were secretly photographed are ready.”
”Ready.” The waiter hesitated and asked tentatively, ”what you promised me before...”
”Don't worry, you are indispensable for a good thing.” Zhou Junkun put his hands in his pants pocket with a sneer: ”take the man.”
”Yes.” The waiter nodded and set up Zhuang Ya and pulled the man out of the room.
When the door of the private room closes, Zhou Junkun comes to the corner of his mouth and sneers.
When he gets the photo to threaten Xiao Bo, he dare not mention to terminate the contract. Xiao Bo, a bastard, wants to kick him off when he finds the benefits. It's too beautiful to think about it, and doesn't see what he is!It's just one of Xiao's remaining evils. He even dared to be arrogant in front of him. When he got the photo, he got the evidence that Xiao Bo and Zhang Ya] had been together. If this thing was handed to the God of all murderers, Xiao Bo's ten lives would not be enough to compensate.
Ask a man who can stand his own woman to wear a green hat for himself. Even if he finds out later, he will take Zhuang ya to the top. Anyway, he just provides a picture, and Zhuang Ya is not Zhang Ya.
Even if ten thousand murderers are crazy about him, what's more, he is the future successor of Zhou family, who dares to move him!
Zhou Junkun thinks of Zhengmei here but doesn't want to be cut off by others.
As soon as Yan Lecheng enters Xiao's restaurant, he looks for Zhuang ya. As soon as he runs from the stairs to the top floor, the waiter here helps Zhuang Ya out of the elevator.
”Who are you! This is the top floor! ” When the waiter saw Yan Lecheng, he was stunned. Looking up and down at him, he scolded: ”the top floor is not where you come from! Get out of here! ”
”Top your lungs!” Yan Lecheng steps forward and kicks the waiter in the stomach. He pulls Zhuang ya, who looks dry and red, with the other hand.
”Ah!” The waiter who was kicked over didn't wait to get up. Yan Lecheng had stopped to pick Zhuang ya up and hurried away.
”You, stop! You... ” The waiter hobbled after him with one hand over his stomach and the other against the wall.
At the same time, the elevator opened again.
A father and daughter appeared on the top floor, followed by a waitress.