Although Zheng Ren also knew what Master Xiao was thinking, people like them were toads, and they were afraid of getting their hands dirty even if they were beaten. And there is no evidence left in the country, or maybe the country is more superstitious.
Be confident, this is his mentality.
Looking through the information, what is written above is shocking. This Master Xiao not only seeks wealth, but more importantly, he also kills people! Zheng Ren thought to himself that this time he must let him know what it feels like to hit a wall.
Song Ying's cell phone rang. He hummed twice and hung up the phone, saying, "Boss Zheng, that liar is here."
"Yes, Master Xiao." Zheng Ren corrected him.
Song Ying knew what Zheng Ren meant, nodded with a smile and said, "Master Xiao is coming up."
Zheng Ren put away the information in his hand, sat in the main seat, and looked at the door.
A waiter opened the door, bowed and made a gesture of invitation. Then a middle-aged man about 1.75 meters tall walked in. He had a slightly dark face and a beard. The beard is trimmed neatly and looks clean. He was wearing Chinese casual clothes and looked a bit out of place.
"Boss Zheng, I have admired you for a long time." Master Xiao came in and greeted Zheng Ren cheerfully.
Su Yunhuo stood up. Fan Tianshui and the old squad leader only glanced at Master Xiao, then stopped looking at him and observed the people behind him.
Zheng Ren looked at the light red system panel and was startled.
The diagnosis of coronary heart disease appeared clearly in front of my eyes. Because it was not an attack period, the system panel was not completely red.
"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren shouted in a deep voice.
Su Yun looked back at his boss in confusion. He didn't believe that his boss would be cowardly, but why did he stop him
"Master Xiao, I've heard the name for a long time, and it's like thunder to my ears." Zheng Ren stood up and said with a smile.
Boss Zheng has changed his mind, and everyone present realized this. Zhao Wenhua felt a stone fall in his heart. Boss Zheng still knew how to measure. Why compete with such a person? If others are willing to pay the IQ tax, let them pay it.
It's just not the doctor's business, just do your best in everything.
Master Xiao was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Nobel Prize winner Boss Zheng to be so kind. Could it be that he also believed in his own meridian tapping therapy
The mutual promotion model in business was simply not very good. Master Xiao immediately felt ecstatic in his heart. Things went much smoother than he imagined.
He seemed to see a flood of money drowning countless people seeking medical advice and flooding towards him. And those people are just a mosaic, just a faceless background, not important at all.
"You are too polite. You are just passing on my Chinese culture and benefiting the world. It is not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" Master Xiao walked to Zheng Ren with a smile and stretched out his hand.
"Master Xiao." Zheng Ren also reached out and held his right hand, then looked at the person behind Master Xiao and said with a smile: "Don't take pictures."
Su Yun snatched the mobile phone from the entourage behind Master Xiao. Master Xiao's expression froze slightly.
"Master Xiao, how did you escape when you were convicted by the court in the UK? Or were you not in the UK at the time?" Zheng Ren asked straight to the point.
This sentence directly extinguished all Master Xiao's illusions. He looked at Zheng Ren blankly, his ability to adapt was slightly poor.
"Did you cheat when you returned to China this time? Is it easier to earn money at home?" Zheng Ren's kind face was filled with a smile, but his words were like sharp knives, showing no mercy.
Master Xiao wanted to retract his hand. He tried hard to judge Boss Zheng's true intention. But Zheng Ren's hand held his hand tightly like a pliers, and he pulled hard twice, but he couldn't pull it back at all.
"Maybe it's because there are no relevant legal provisions in the country. Are you confident?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.
There was silence in the large private room. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zheng Ren and Master Xiao, wondering what Boss Zheng was doing.
Zheng Ren's hand relaxed slightly, and then his tongue exploded with thunder, "Dream!"
At the same time, while he was not paying attention and was slightly relaxed, he tightly held Master Xiao's right hand.
After a two-pronged approach, Master Xiao's expression suddenly changed, and Zheng Ren was delighted to see his system panel turn a little red. The diagnosis of coronary atherosclerotic heart disease is darker, which should be a symptom of the disease.
"Are you afraid? Do you think you can do whatever you want at home? How many people ended up taking their hard-earned money and carrying dozens or hundreds of lives overseas?" Zheng Ren said coldly as the smile on his face faded.
"You... are slanderous! I'm going to sue you!" Master Xiao managed to calm down and scolded with fake anger.
"Okay, welcome." Zheng Ren said coldly: "Are you studying Paida meridians?"
His words were low, as if he was asking, but also seemed a little confused.
But before Master Xiao could react, Zheng Ren suddenly raised his voice again and roared: "Did you know that your death is coming?"
Master Xiao's face turned pale, his body swayed, and he barely stabilized.
But Zheng Ren didn't give him a chance and sneered: "Get out!"
The last sound was like rolling thunder, which captured the soul.
Zhao Wenhua was also frightened. He huddled in his chair and trembled. Legend has it that when Boss Zheng was in Nanyang, he went on a big fight and killed everyone with his blood. It turned out to be true.
This is not the temperament of a doctor who is labeled as a weak scholar.
Fortunately... I didn't offend Boss Zheng. Fortunately... I turned around very early.
Fortunately, fortunately.
Zhao Wenhua thought silently in his heart.
After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he let go of his hand, his eyes were calm and peaceful, but with a majestic and solemn pressure like the sky opening his eyes, which overwhelmed Master Xiao's last persistence.
"Send guests off." Zheng Ren then sat down firmly without looking at Master Xiao.
Master Xiao was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. His face was pale and there was faint sweat on his forehead. He glanced at Zheng Ren and wanted to say something. But he swallowed the words again as he did not want to offend Boss Zheng.
With a stamp of his feet, Master Xiao turned around and walked away, as panicked as a bereaved dog and as anxious as a fish that slipped through the net.
Seeing Master Xiao leave, Su Yun said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, even if you yelled twice, he didn't faint like the liar before. Are you just messing around, do you think you are acting?"
"Call 120." Zheng Ren said calmly.
"What?!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in confusion.
"Call 120." Zheng Ren repeated.
Although Song Ying had doubts in his heart, he still picked up his mobile phone and dialed the 120 emergency number. He stood up and stood by the door to watch Master Xiao leave.
A few seconds later, a gentle female operator's voice came from the other side of the phone.
But Song Ying didn't notice it at all. He watched Master Xiao lying limply on the ground as if his bones had been taken away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.