C44 Do You Think He'll Accept It If I Give Him Face
C44 Do You Think He'll Accept It If I Give Him Face
He violently stomped on Lee Dongjun's chest twice. Lee Dongjun's vision turned black and he completely fainted. Wan Zhibin no longer looked at him. Instead, he walked towards Lee Zekun step by step.
At this moment, in Lee Zekun's eyes, Wan Zhibin had already turned into a devil. He cried and shouted, "Wanshou, grandpa Wan, I beg you to let me go. I don't want to die. I'll give you the entire Prosperous Radiant Hotel! As long as you let me go, I'll do anything you want!"
Wan Zhibin did not speak but just sneered. Lee Zekun turned to Lau Zijie and cried, "Young Master Lau, save me! I don't want to die! "
At this moment, Lau Zijie had become Lee Zekun's last hope.
However, Lau Zijie, who was trembling on the side, didn't dare to say a word. He no longer had the arrogant look he had before.
Wan Zhibin picked up the remaining half bottle of red wine and Lafite on the table and said coldly, "little brother, don't you like drinking? Let's drink enough!"
After saying that, the bottle in his hand smashed onto Lee Zekun's head with a bang.
Glass slag and wine flew everywhere. Lee Zekun's head was covered in blood, and in an instant, a pool of blood appeared in front of him.
The two little brothers finally let go of their hands. Lee Zekun fell head first into the pool of blood and red wine, and his body kept twitching.
This father and son pair were truly miserable.
Wan Zhibin slowly swept his gaze across the crowd, pointed at the man who was knocked unconscious by Lee Zekun, and asked, "Who hit him?"
Everyone lowered their heads. No one dared to answer.
Wan Zhibin did not get angry. Instead, he laughed and said coldly, "I will ask one last time, who hit him? If you don't tell me, none of you can leave today! "
As soon as Wan Zhibin finished speaking, the rich second generation immediately pointed at Lee Zekun. He said with a trembling voice. "It was him! It had nothing to do with us!"
Wan Zhibin said three good words and stepped on Lee Zekun's back. The pair of shiny leather shoes kept kicking Lee Zekun and shouting. "Little Bastard, how dare you hit my men? I will cripple you today!"
The sound of Wan Zhibin kicking and Lee Zekun's wailing echoed throughout the entire Imperial Room.
"Fei , please open your mouth and beg Young Master Lau. Young Master Lau loves you so much, he will definitely listen to you. You have to beg him to save Kun, otherwise Kun will die!" Faang Qing, whose hair and face were still covered with cream, shook Jiang Yufei like she had lost her mind.
Jiang Yufei sighed and said to Lau Zijie, "Zijie, you can save Kun. As long as you can save him, I promise to be with you."
Wan Zhibin and Ge Hongtao looked at each other with interest.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Lau Zijie. They wanted to see what he would do.
Even Meng Ran raised his brows. The wine cup stopped in midair.
If I don't speak, they will hate me for the rest of my life. If this news spreads, I will never be able to establish a foothold in Jiangzhou. 'I'll try my best once.' My father is the fourth richest man after all. If I beg him, he'll definitely agree to my request on my father's account."
With a firm mind, Lau Zijie bowed and revealed a flattering smile." Mr. Wan , can you spare them on my father's account? My Lau family will be forever grateful for this. "
Everyone felt relieved when they saw Lau Zijie speak. Even Jiang Yufei's impression of Lau Zijie had somewhat recovered.
Lee Zekun looked at Lau Zijie with a face full of gratitude.
However, after waiting for a long time, Wan Zhibin did not reply. Lau Zijie, whose face was filled with doubt, lifted his head slightly and probed, "Mr. Wan , what do you think?"
Wan Zhibin slowly walked forward. He gently patted Lau Zijie's face with his palm and mocked. "Should I give Lau Zhongtian face?" Lau Zijie suppressed his fear and nodded with a smile on his face.
Wan Zhibin, on the other hand, instantly turned hostile. He slapped Lau Zijie's face and shouted, "Who does Lau Zhongtian think he is? I gave him face. Does he dare to accept it? Go and ask him if he dares to take it!?"
At this moment, the Imperial Room was unusually quiet. Lau Zijie was covering his swollen face with his hand. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred, but his face was still full of flattery.
No one had expected this to happen. It was useless even if they saw Lau Zijie. They had lost all hope.
Jiang Yufei looked at Lau Zijie's red and swollen face and the flattering look on his face that was trying to please her master. Jiang Yufei's expression was incomparably complicated.
She even thought in her heart. Why didn't he dare to resist? Could it be that he doesn't want any dignity?
After teasing these people enough, Wan Zhibin waved his hand and stared at Jiang Yufei and Faang Qing with a lustful gaze. He said, "Leave these two girls behind. The others can leave now."
When they heard that they were to leave, the rich and second generation were all wild with joy. They no longer cared about their brotherhood and ran even faster than rabbits.
Lau Zijie covered his swollen face and looked at Jiang Yufei who was hugging Faang Qing. Although he hated Wan Zhibin in his heart, he hated Lee Zekun even more. In Lau Zijie's opinion, if Lee Zekun had not provoked Wan Zhibin, he would have gone up against Jiang Yufei tonight. The bed.
And now, not only had everything been messed up, he had also suffered such humiliation.