Chapter 1815: You guys are quick to disassemble!
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"I don't care! You must pay this service fee anyway, otherwise..."
The squinting young man said with a ruthless expression.
"Huh? Didn't you just say service taxes?"
Fifth Qinglan asked with a smile.
"Uh... yes! It's the service tax!"
"Huh? I remember operating taxes?"
"What a shit!"
The squinting young man had no patience, pointing at Fifth Qinglan and roaring: "If you don't pay money, don't blame the brothers for keeping your shop open!"
With that said, all four of the men he brought smiled, and his hands moved.
"Shop manager, do you want to report it?"
The waiter was so scared that his face was pale and trembling behind Fifth Qinglan.
"No, if they want to open the store, let them open it."
Fifth Qinglan's eyes turned and smiled and waved his hand.
The waiter was almost fainted.
She was attracted by Murong's high salary from the talent market. She thought she was about to greet a good life. She never expected to meet such a wonderful lady boss.
But where did she understand the careful thought in Fifth Qinglan's heart at this time.
"Humph! Die Yehong wants me to work for him as a young girl, but I won't let him do what he wants!
What a broken Yelan face, it's awful to die!
It's best to let them smash the store, and to kill the kid.
When the time comes, I have reason to touch the muddy water beside him, hee hee! "
Thinking like this, Fifth Qinglan couldn't help smiling.
Five people across: ...
In fact, these harsh words are just their usual threats.
You should know that this is not a street shop, but an upscale restaurant located in a bustling business district.
Tables, chairs, pillars... cast steel cast iron, one stronger than the other.
They are just ordinary people, not excavators!
Really want them to dismantle the shop, they can't move!
In the past, when they were threatened by them, most of the merchants were scared to compromise in a hurry. Why have they seen such a fierce corner of the fifth Qinglan?
For a while, it was a dilemma, not knowing how to continue this extortion.
Seeing that the five had not acted, Fifth Qinglan couldn't help impatiently urging: "What do you stunned? You are quick to dismantle!"
When the five people struggled, there was a commotion on the Dongmen street.
At the end of the street, a white car slowly entered.
After seeing one person after another, the expression hurried past the store.
"Have you heard? Zeng Fengshu Sheng came to the Software Park!"
"Gosh, it's the living Zeng Fengshusheng!"
"His Zeng Fengcao has always been my copy object, I, I am so excited!"
This group of white-collar workers, like fanatic fans, stared in droves to the white car.
Facts have proved that there are fans who can write well this year.
Because there are too many pedestrians, the car can only helplessly stop.
At the same time, some reporters who smelled the smell came over.
When Zeng Taoyin got off the bus, he was surrounded by reporters and those who were "character fans" and passers-by who were very busy.
"Zeng Shusheng, would you like to show up in public places after eight months? Are you going to participate in business activities?"
"Zeng Shusheng, can you reveal the details of the work you are currently creating?"
"Zeng Lao! Please sign me!"
Zeng Taoyin frowned.
Beside him, a shy young man is helping Zeng Taoyin to say: "Sorry, please let me go, Master Zeng will write an inscription for the person soon."
The people around took a breath of air and quickly made a way.
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