Chapter 370

"It's not difficult to find Zhang Hui. He has indeed left Ngee Ann Company, but as far as I know, he is still in Tanglin City."

"However, due to Zhang Hui's various bad behaviors, he has become famous in Tanglin City, and many companies are unwilling to accept him, so Zhang Hui used the money he earned in Ngee Ann Company to open a small company. "

"Unfortunately, Zhang Hui has no background, and no one is willing to cooperate with him. This small company went bankrupt soon, and all the capital was lost." Mr. Qiao slammed his mouth, reluctantly, and seemed to always agree Zhang Hui harbored a grudge.

My eyes lit up, "So, Mr. Qiao, do you know where he is?"

"I know, he is very down and out now, and no one in the security industry even wants to recruit him. It is said that he is now working as a waiter in a western restaurant." Mr. Qiao said.

"I'm just hungry, take me there now." I waved my hand and asked Mr. Qiao to take me to the western restaurant where Zhang Hui was right away.

Half an hour later, I arrived in front of this western restaurant.

When I got out of the car, I was stunned immediately, looking at the door of this western restaurant, I couldn't help but smile wryly, it was here when I sent Ling Xiaoxiao and Chen Wen to dinner, I was still waiting outside at that time.

With emotion, I stepped up, walked into the western restaurant, and sat in a relatively remote corner with Mr. Qiao.

At this moment in the western restaurant, many people are eating, and the waiters in red and white professional attire are walking back and forth with western food and red wine, and the service attitude is very good.

Mr. Qiao raised his hand, pointed to a figure coming out of the back kitchen in the distance, and said, "Look, President, Zhang Hui."

I followed Mr. Qiao's gestures and looked in Zhang Hui's direction, and found that Zhang Hui seemed to be a different person. His face was tired and sweaty, but with a reluctant smile, he served the guests and went on again. He was not as high-spirited as before, and the whole person seemed to have returned to the beginning.

"Zhang Hui..." I sighed secretly. Zhang Hui was the first to follow me. If he hadn't made a mistake, he might not have become what he is today.

But at this moment, Zhang Hui in the distance accidentally touched the red wine on the table, and the poured red wine splashed on the clothes of a man and a woman.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Hui panicked, quickly took out a clean rag, wiped the countertop, and tried to get the man and woman's forgiveness.

As a result, the man stood up first, held the red-stained clothes, and cursed directly, "Damn it, is it useful to be sorry? Do you know how much my clothes are worth?"

"I...it's all my fault. Please forgive me, sir. I will compensate you for the clothes." Zhang Hui's face turned pale, and he could only apologize as much as possible.

This man's complexion became more and more ugly, and even in a place like a western restaurant, he yelled without quality, "A mere waiter, can you afford it?"

"Call your manager right away. My clothes cost at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, which is worth half a year's salary! Can you afford it?"

The lady who was traveling with her noticed that everyone around her was watching, so she quickly reached out her hand to stop her, and persuaded, "Okay, okay, what do you care about with a waiter? At worst, I'll buy another one."

In the end, the man was still not happy, and immediately grabbed Zhang Hui's clothes to prevent him from leaving, and slapped Zhang Hui three times very hard. He had to ask for an explanation, which made the manager of the western restaurant rush over.

After learning about the whole incident, the manager first scolded Zhang Hui, and then put on a smiley face and said, "Sir, as long as you are willing to reconcile and not affect our restaurant, we are willing to take responsibility for this dress."

"It's more or less the same." The man stared at him before sitting down again. Regarding Zhang Hui's three slaps, the man didn't say a word, with an expression of reason.

The manager turned around, stared at Zhang Hui viciously, and scolded in a low voice: "Zhang Hui! You are responsible for this account, and it will be deducted from your salary. When you finish paying it, get out of here! I told you You, you deserve the beating, you can't afford to offend anyone here, if it wasn't for your good performance, I would fire you right away."

Hearing this, I immediately became upset, and immediately left the seat, followed closely by Mr. Qiao, walking towards Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui turned his back to me, completely unaware of my approach, until I patted him on the shoulder, he suddenly looked back and saw my existence.

At this moment, Zhang Hui's face showed a strong feeling of embarrassment, and he subconsciously turned around and ran away.

"Zhang Hui! Come back to me, Master, did I let you go?" I yelled, Zhang Hui didn't dare to run any more, walked back with difficulty, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at me.

The manager and a man and a woman next to him were stunned, completely unaware of what was going on.

I didn't bother to pay attention to outsiders, so I took a deep look at Zhang Hui and said unquestionably, "Hold your head up!"

"Yes..." Zhang Hui gritted his teeth and looked up, the left side of his face was red and swollen, and there were still three slap marks.

I sized it up, then turned my face, looked coldly at the manager and the man who made the shot, "How much? I'll pay for him."

"Thirty thousand." The man said.

"Give it to him." I turned around and gave Mr. Qiao a wink, and he immediately scraped together 30,000 cash from his briefcase, and threw it to this man with a splash.

Immediately afterwards, I walked up to the manager, "I would like to ask, what does it mean to be beaten and deserve it? Is this how your restaurant treats employees?"

"No...it's not." The manager blushed with shame.

I snorted coldly, looked away again, and locked on Zhang Hui tightly, "What are you still doing in a daze? Now that the money has been lost, these three slaps are not in vain. Give me back!"

As soon as this remark came out, this man was so upset that he grabbed my collar and cursed: "What are you? Why are you meddling in your own business? Why are you throwing me 30,000 yuan? Think I'm a beggar ? Think I have no money?"

Without fear, I said, "Yes, you are a beggar in my eyes. No matter how much money you have, you are still a beggar in my eyes. The 30,000 yuan should be paid to you to buy clothes, but You hit my man, you must fight back today."

"He has already apologized and paid you the money. Do you think that beating someone is justified? You don't have to be responsible?"

The manager was in a hurry, and hurried over to separate me from this man, and said nervously: "You two gentlemen, there are guests around, please give me some face, let's forget about it?"

"If you were beaten, can you just say it?" I snorted coldly.

The man suddenly laughed, "So what? Is it possible that you can really hit me here today?"

"I'm sorry, I can really hit you here, if I say hit you, I'll hit you." I also smiled, and pushed Zhang Hui, "Zhang Hui, give my face back to my young master!"