Chapter 8

Zhang Lin in shuixuan hotel is still daydreaming.

In his opinion, Tang Yunling, the prey, could not escape from him.

Li Xiuting stood on his side and recognized him as her son-in-law to be.

At that time, if you can't be soft, if you can't be hard, if you can't be hard, if you can't be dirty, are you afraid you won't be caught?

As for Tang Yunling's husband, Qin Zhuo and Zhang Lin sneer, they don't need to pay attention to him.

Seeing Qin Zhuo striding forward, Zhang Lin was stunned. He thought it was an illusion. After confirming that he was a real person, he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing.

"It's true that when Cao Cao arrives, I'll buy a green hat and put it on for you in two days. I'm sure you'll like it."

Qin Zhuo went to the dining table. Without saying a word, he picked up the plate of steak and smashed it on Zhang Lin's head.

Pop!

The porcelain plate was broken and the debris splashed all over the floor. A bag bulged on Zhang Lin's head and blood oozed from his hair.

Zhang Lin was stunned. He didn't believe it. He was so decisive.

"Waste, do you know who I am? You dare to hit me, don't you want to live? " Zhang Lin roared with pain.

Qin Zhuo doesn't speak. He grabs the back of Zhang Lin's head with his hand and tries his best to hit the table.

Bang!

Zhang Lin hit his head on the dining table.

Bang! Bang! Bang

Qin Zhuo pressed Zhang Lin's head and kept pounding the dining table.

He seems to regard Zhang Lin's head as a drumstick and the dining table as a drum. He is just playing the drum and enjoying the beauty of the fast-paced drum.

Before Zhang Lin was relieved, Qin Zhuo mentioned Zhang Lin again, like a chicken and threw him on the wall.

After the collision, Zhang Lin felt that his whole body would fall apart, and then he hit the ground heavily.

Then, Qin Zhuo's sole, hard as stone and dense as rain, crazily leans on Zhang Lin.

The people around the dining room were terrified and moved away.

One of the waiters came forward tremblingly, "Sir, you..."

Qin Zhuo turned his head, took out a badge from his arms and threw it to the waiter.

"Mind your own business. Give this badge to your manager. He will understand."

The waiter caught the badge. It was a black and strange looking badge, but he didn't dare to ask more.

After all, shuixuan is a five-star hotel. The waiters who work here have a little insight. They don't judge people by their appearance. They dare not ask, and they never dare to ask one more word.

If they annoy big people, they can't hold on at all.

So the waiter looked at the security guard, winked at them, motioned them to step back for a while, and then rushed upstairs.

After being beaten like a storm, Zhang Lin was a little dull. He was very afraid, but he had a little more courage when he thought about his position.

"It's no use, Qin Zhuo. Waste is waste. You are only suitable for washing and cooking. The society depends on wealth and status. I'll tell you what status is, but the tuition is expensive, so your consequences will be very miserable. "

Zhang Lin was determined that Qin Zhuo did not dare to touch him again.

Putting this aside, Zhang Lin thinks that Qin Zhuo, the abandoned son-in-law, does not deserve to be his opponent. He thinks that with his wealth, he can crush Qin Zhuo to pieces in an instant.

Hearing Zhang Lin's threat, Qin Zhuo smiles. He looks at Zhang Lin faintly and asks, "are you rich?"

When it comes to money, Zhang Lin has a lot of confidence. He vomites blood in his mouth and speaks contemptuously.

"Laozi is the president of Shengming clothing group. As for money, do you have any idea about more money and less money? It's said that the Tang family gives you dozens of yuan a day. Ha ha, they treat you like a dog. Do you understand? "

Qin Zhuo touched his nose and said, "Shengming group? Well, I'll let you go broke. "

Zhang Lin looks at Qin Zhuo like a fool. He laughs.

"Ha ha ha, bankrupt? You just laugh to death. The market value of Shengming group of Laozi is 400 million yuan. The more we do, the more prosperous we are. The future situation is very good. You say bankruptcy means bankruptcy. Do you know how to write bankruptcy

Qin Zhuo took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and said coldly, "Wei Zhun, Buzhou Shengming clothing group, let it go bankrupt in two minutes."

With that, Qin Zhuo hangs up and looks at Zhang Lin quietly.

Zhang Lin's tears are coming out with a smile. His whole face is in pain, but he just can't stop laughing.

In his eyes, Qin Zhuo is poor into a mental illness, poor into a fool.

"Ha ha, no? I'll also call. I'm going to be the richest man in the world tomorrow. Wow, my dream comes true. Ha ha, you are a fool. "

Zhang Lin holds his waist and climbs up from the ground. He finds a chair and sits down. He takes out the paper from the dining table and wipes the blood on his forehead.

Zhang Lin wiped and sneered, "a minute has passed. It's bankrupt. You let Shengming group go bankrupt?"

Qin Zhuo looked at the time, expressionless, "there are 54 seconds left."Zhang Lin rubbed his face with blood, but the more he spread it, as if his face was sprayed with red paint.

He spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, "wipe, I am also sick, I know you have brain problems, still play with you."

Zhang Lin is going to call and ask someone to clean up Qin Zhuo. After touching it, I found that my cell phone was on the valet.

So, Zhang Lin to the door of the hotel, shouting, "I let you guard outside, not let you die outside, quickly get in."

This roar made him scratch his ears and gills.

Qin Zhuo said, "there are still 10 seconds."

Shaoqing, Zhang Lin's valet full of sweat ran in, a face of confusion and tension, as if met something extraordinary.

The attendant saw Zhang Lin's face full of blood. He was startled, stunned, and said, "Mr. Zhang, it's not good. I just received the phone call from the company."