The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 14

The ground was a mess, the strong brandy was pungent to the nose, glass shards were mixed with blood, and no one knew who it belonged to. Mr. Xu stared with his eyes red and his neck thickened:

"Damn it, you dare to slap me? See if I don't kill you today!!"

Xiaoyu went up to pull him over but was pushed and staggered. He still tried to smooth things over with a smile on his face:

"This is all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, Mr. Xu, the newcomer doesn't understand the rules..."

With quick hands and eyes, he pulled up He Nian and leaned against the window. He patted his shoulder comfortingly. Mr. Xu turned over from the ground and sat up with difficulty. His pig-headed face was swollen and Lao Gao was full of momentum:

"I am your VIP guest. This matter cannot be finished today. Call your club manager over!!"

The private room was quiet for a moment, and then the person at the door automatically stepped out of the way. Brother Ye's back tensed and he respectfully said to the man behind him:

"Mr. Chu."

Chu Xijin hummed casually, until he saw the person standing by the window clearly, his aura dropped to freezing point, and his face became terrifyingly gloomy.

He Nian just stood there helpless, his whole body was shaking violently, his lips were bloodless, and his fingers were tightly clenching the pants around his legs.

Several buttons of the shirt were torn off, and the wine soaked into the fabric and stuck to the skin stickyly.

He Nian closed his eyes. He almost didn't have the courage to raise his head and didn't dare to look at the man at the door.

It was so embarrassing.

The sound of "Mr. Chu" made Mr. Xu sober up, and his gangster energy immediately weakened. He turned around and put on a smiling face, nodding and bowing to the man at the door in a flattering manner:

"I drank a little too much. I'm really sorry that Mr. Chu saw the joke..."

Chu Xijin frowned and didn't even look at the other person. His eyes were fixed on He Nian.

"come over."

The people around him were stunned. They didn't know what Mr. Chu meant and didn't dare to express his anger.

The fingertips of the New Year's greetings were trembling. He didn't know how today's matter would be resolved. The wine on the table was also smashed and he offended the customers.

Before Chu Xijin gave the second order, He Nian faced the glare of everyone, lowered his head and gritted his teeth to prevent tears from falling, and approached the man with difficulty.

"Are you injured somewhere?"

There was a lump in He Nian's throat, and he shook his head subconsciously, his lips trembling:

"They're just superficial wounds."

No one expected this to be the case. Mr. Xu became anxious when he saw this:

"Mr. Chu, this salesman doesn't understand the rules. He knocked over tens of thousands of dollars worth of wine. I didn't even want to have a drink with him, and he dared to hit me..."

Chu Xijin looked over with anger, and that look was so terrifying that it made people shudder.

"roll!"

"Mr. Chu..." As the saying goes, drunkenness makes people timid. Mr. Xu began to feel afraid. He stretched out his hand and urgently wanted to step forward to explain.