Wei Mingxin: "For example?"
"The easiest way is to have a punch. The more fancy ones are picking clothes, taking drugs, taking pictures, and being strong... Different levels of finesse, our charging specifications are different."
"Okay, then apply your most vicious and poisonous methods to her. As for money, I will never treat you badly."
"When you do business, you like a bold person like Mrs. Shen! We will arrange the action as soon as possible."
"How fast is it? Give me a specific time."
"in three days."
Wei Mingxin stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor, her eyes cast into the distance: "Do this for me, and your detective agency will not worry about running out of business in the future."
"Then thank Mrs. Shen first, please wait and see."
This call calmed the woman's previous fears and gradually calmed down.
Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked towards the ward.
Son, those who owe you, mom will slowly get them back one by one.
As everyone knows, shortly after the call was hung up, news that a group of gangsters wanted to find trouble with Shen Hun came to Quan Hanting's ears.
"... That's about it." After Chu Yujiang finished speaking, he bent back and stood still at his desk.
Quan Hanting leaned on the leather chair, smiling at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were condensed.
Chu Yujiang felt cold in the back of his neck and quickly lowered his head.
"Ms. Shen is not a student of G University at all. I am afraid that the other party will not wait for a lifetime." Let alone teach her something.
The lesson is about the same!
Quan Hanting said leisurely: "Success or failure is one aspect, but it is another aspect if you think about it."
Wei Mingxin's thoughts alone cannot be forgiven!
…
The next day, the old house of the Shen family.
After New Year's Eve, the old man, who had stayed at home and did not go out, called the two brothers Shen Chunjiang and Shen Chunting back.
When it was supposed to be lunch, the restaurant was deserted and could not smell the aroma of the food.
And the study door was closed, and suddenly there was a loud bang—
"Asshole!" Shen Zongming stood behind his desk, leaning on a cane, with an angry expression on his face.
Standing on the opposite side, Shen Chunting, his head drooped, his back stooped, and the whole person showed a state of depression.
And beside his feet is a broken teacup.
"Dad..."
"Don't call my dad, I don't have a stupid son like yours." Shen Zongming reprimanded in a deep voice, with sharp eyes, without the slightest intention of joking. "It's fine if you can't cure his wife. Now even his son is disciplined. No, what use do you say?!"
Shen Chunting shuddered, his head drooping lower.
Old man: "Don't you know what identity Quan Hanting is, how powerful he is, and how many people are standing behind him?!"
"... I know."
"Knowing that you still indulge Shen Rang to provoke him?!"
"I also heard later that if I found out the clues at the beginning, I would definitely let him avoid it, but the problem is that after I know it, things have already happened!"
Shen Chunting is now crying without tears.
The son caused the trouble, but he wanted him as an old man to come to the pot. It has been a full quarter of an hour since he entered, and it hasn't stopped.
The old man swears at someone, but that is a professional level.
Shen Zongming: "So you want to shirk responsibility now?"
Shen Chunting: "It wasn't my fault originally."
"Huh! It's not your fault, whose fault is it?"
"Ah let him..."
"If you don't raise it, father and son will live."
"..." It was a beeping dog!
Shen Chunting was scolded, and Shen Chunjiang stood aside and watched quietly, without going up to persuade him.
Joke, he was in his head at this time, and the old man transferred his anger to himself in minutes.
It's not stupid...