Florist Little Boss Ch. 66
Qin Shaoyan was satisfied with this approach. "I will compensate for the medical expenses. Please have someone give me the bill later."
The manager waved his hand quickly, "No, no." I believe the Liu family would not dare to ask them to pay.
"That's it, thank you for your trouble." Qin Shaoyan took Gao Xun and took Gao Yang away.
Mu Rujiu trotted after him, "Well, thank you."
"It's just a small effort." Gao Yang really didn't feel that he had helped much, but it was Qin Shaoyan who beat him up.
Mu Rujiu smiled, "I have to go, I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Back in the box, Gao Yang was in no mood to eat anymore. He sat for a while, chatted for a while, and then left.
Gao Yang kept looking at the rearview mirror while sitting in the car. It was hard for Qin Shaoyan not to know, "What's wrong?"
"Is there something you didn't tell me?"
"For example?"
Gao Yang said faintly, "Your identity."
Finally asked this, Qin Shaoyan was quite depressed when talking about this. Although he was not a star, he was as famous as any star. Why didn't Gao Yang recognize him, even though he had clearly told him his name.
"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that my name is Qin Shaoyan."
Gao Yang felt that he was seriously out of touch with this society. Could it be because he didn't buy a financial magazine? "But you didn't say you were that Qin Shaoyan."
Qin Shaoyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are there many Qin Shaoyans in this world?"
"Yes." Gao Yang blinked and said unreasonably, "A stray dog I rescued before was called Qin Shaoyan."
Qin Shaoyan: "..." OK, you win.
The car stopped at the door of the flower shop, and Gao Yang suddenly remembered something, "Do you want to order flowers from our flower shop?"
Qin Shaoyan turned off the car and opened the central lock, "No, these things are all done by my assistant."
The assistant was the foreigner.
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Liu Zihao was beaten and admitted to the hospital. The Liu family soon received a phone call and learned where their son was beaten. Mrs. Liu was furious and wanted to go to the door to settle the score with her bag, but was stopped by Mr. Liu in time.
Mr. Liu frowned, "Where are you going?"
Mrs. Liu struggled a few times but couldn't break free. She said angrily, "Of course I'm going to settle the score with them. They dared to hurt my son. This matter is not over."
Mr. Liu had a headache, "Do you know where that is? How dare you go to my house to make trouble."
"I don't care where he is!" Mrs. Liu was already overwhelmed by anger.
"That's Mr. Wenren's territory."
Mrs. Liu was dissatisfied, "What happened to Mr. Wenren? Is this matter just over?"
"Of course, what else do you want? I just asked the doctor, the doctor said Zihao's injury is not a big deal, just a little flesh injury, but the alcohol level is a bit above the standard, he will be hospitalized for observation for one night, and he can be discharged tomorrow." Mr. Liu was very sure that if they dared to go to the house to make trouble, they would not have to stay here in the future, and the family business that they had accumulated with great difficulty might be destroyed.
Mrs. Liu had a hot temper. She only had Liu Zihao as a son, and she spoiled him since he was a child. Now he was bullied, but she couldn't even go to the house to argue. She exploded immediately, "Liu Tianqi, why are you so cowardly! We have to swallow our anger when our son was beaten!"
"Do you think I'm happy like this? If it wasn't for you to live a good life, would I go out and pretend to be someone's grandson every day?" Liu Tianqi was also angry. Did she think he wasn't angry when his son was beaten? He just liked to swallow his anger like this? Love to be someone's grandson? If he had power and influence, would he be like this? They have just established a foothold in the capital. For Mr. Wenren, they were ants that he could kill with one finger.
The Liu family was now a little rich, a new upstart in the capital, but their family business was not enough for many people here.
The little turmoil in the Liu family had no effect on the two people who are busy here.
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