"Oh, listen to my sister's advice, take care of your man well, don't just go out and stroll, that's not good for everyone. As for investment, there's still a chance to talk about it later." Zhang Xueyuan scolded Yun Qingni with a arrogant attitude and said, "Song Baojun, right? Use your brain to speak in the future. Don't think that finding a girlfriend who is the boss of a gangster can do whatever you want. Otherwise, no one in the land of Chazhou will protect you."

Bai Chi Tree Company is a gangster. Yun Qingni was in charge of the company in the past few years and tried every means to seek investment and take the right path. Anyone with a little reputation in Chazhou knows the background of Bai Chi Tree, but due to Yun Qingni's face, no one will expose it in person. Now Zhang Xueyuan is so proud that she clearly doesn't take her seriously.

Song Baojun squinted his eyes and said, "Zhang Xueyuan, thank you for your kindness. You must know that a person who is too arrogant will not have a good ending..."

Han Weiwu shouted: "Haha! That's right! Yuanyuan, do you know that Song Baojun's father happened to work in Lige Company and was a nervous draftsman. Do you know what the outcome? At a meeting two days ago, I kicked him to the cleaning department to clean the toilet, haha."

"Is that so? It's done well." Zhang Xueyuan obviously agrees with her husband's approach.

Han Weiwu said: "Song Baojun, I can guarantee that you will definitely wash the toilet very well. I have prepared a lot of work to make him happy until he can't continue. You'd better understand one thing, what will happen if you offend me!"

Mu Qiuguang discovered that the development of the situation had already exceeded the uncontrollable range and advised: "Mr. Zhang, Qingqing, today for the sake of the younger sister's birthday party, let's forget about this matter, I'll say anything later. Qingqing, ask your boyfriend to apologize to Mr. Zhang."

Yun Qingni almost turned agitated. Why should my boyfriend apologize for this matter?

Before he could express his rebuttal words, Zhang Xueyuan snatched and sneered: "The apology depends on the degree of apology. There is no need to mention the verbal apology. I will put my words here and ask your boyfriend to kneel down in front of everyone and kowtow to me three times, otherwise I would never consider the investment."

Han Weiwu pretended to be a tiger and shouted: "Kneel down, little red man! Why are you still standing there?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Baojun kicked his belly.

With a bang, Han Weiwu flew backwards three meters away, landed on the ground and rolled a few times, hitting the edge of the marble pillar to stop castration, covering his lower abdomen tightly, arching his body, twitching like a shrimp.

The three women were shocked.

Originally, the quarrel between the two sides had attracted the attention of many people. As the physical conflict came, the movement was too great, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, avoiding an open space, for fear that the dispute would affect them.

Han Weiwu is tall, burly and muscular, and is not the same heavyweight opponent as Song Baojun. Unexpectedly, he was kicked far away, which makes people shocked a hundred times.

After years of fitness, this little blow would not make him lose his ability to resist. He stood up swayingly with the marble pillar, and refused to lose in front of Zhang Xueyuan. He shouted in shame: "Come on, let's see if I won't beat you to death!"

Song Baojun walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his pockets, his steps were steady and his eyes were dissipated.

Seeing this, Han Weiwu took a lunge in front and back, stopped his fists in front of his chest, and made a boxing posture, staring at the other party with a tight spirit. The air at the scene was tense for a moment.

When the two were about to get close, Han Weiwu was full of momentum and was about to swing his fists toward each other. Song Baojun suddenly picked up the bottle of the tray on the hand of the shocked waiter next to him, and it burst into flowers on his face.

He has extremely experienced fighting and fighting with a violent personality. Once he starts a fight, he will never talk nonsense with his friends? He will just slap in death, never leaving any room for anything.

The cylindrical glass wine bottle shattered from it, and the dark red wine and glass fragments spread radially, and blood burst out.

In many cases, it is useless to argue with the enemy in Jiastili. Only violence can solve the problem. Song Baojun did not want to waste the secret power of philosophical personality with such useless people.

Han Weiwu felt his head buzzing, and his body staggered to the right for a small step. His face was wet and could not tell whether it was blood or wine. His eyes were covered with sticky liquid.

Song Baojun's blows followed one after another, and he grabbed Han Weiwu's Korean-style thick bangs and pressed them down. A heavy knee hit his nose bridge. Then he let go of it casually, and Han Weiwu finally fell down uncontrollably.

From swinging a wine bottle to hitting a knee, the movements were steady and powerful, with no small amplitude, calm emotions, always casual expressions and scattered blood, a series of processes were filled with the visual impact of "violent aesthetics", and many ladies screamed and lost their voices on the spot.

Several quick-minded men took the opportunity to gain favor, immediately hugged the lady beside her and whispered to comfort her: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm there!"

Song Baojun clamped the cigarette butt with both fingers and dusted the ashes. He glanced at the audience as if nothing had happened, as if the innocent young man who had just peed in the corner and was watched by everyone. The waiter was swept by his eyes, and he felt his hair standing up. He couldn't help but take a step back and hit the dining table full of food, and the juice poured out.

Under the scream of the hostess Mu Qiuguang, four security guards rushed forward and stepped forward to stop Han Weiwu, separating Song Baojun from the victim, but did not dare to attack Song Baojun just like this.

Most of the guests who come to attend this birthday party are either rich or noble. The security guards have received strict training and will not rashly cause trouble for their employers. They are only responsible for maintaining the on-site continuous development and preventing the situation from expanding.

The attention of more than 100 guests at the scene was attracted by all the attention, and they talked about the incident in front of them.

Song Baojun could not go to the security guards, and looked at everyone, and took the opportunity to say loudly: "Dear leaders, guests, friends, brothers and sisters, good evening. My Song Baojun is just a small professor at Chazhou University. This soft-eating prince Han Weiwu was originally my uncle. My aunt earned money to support him and provide him with daily expenses, giving him all the money. Unexpectedly, my aunt suffered from cancer, but Han Weiwu had a new love and forced my aunt to death on the hospital bed. And the new love that Han Weiwu had was Zhang Xueyuan, the president of Poly Company!

These sentences are concise and explain the matter clearly. Many people present know that Zhang Xueyuan had an ugly story about raising a male actor in the past. She knows her character and is now with this surprisingly handsome man. It seems that the same drama is true, and she believes 99% of his words.

The owner of the banquet, Mu Qiuguang, was shocked and thought to himself that they had made a mortal hatred that could never be resolved. If he had previously advised Song Baojun to apologize to Han Weiwu, wouldn't he offend the person?

A few gossip women who were angry at Zhang Xueyuan who kept a handsome guy immediately started to sneer: "It turns out that General Zhang of Poly Company killed his wife and took his husband, and his deceased wife and nephew came to seek revenge. This drama is really wonderful."

There are also several women who hate the "miss" because of their husband's affair and said, "Mr. Zhang, it's okay if you rob your husband, but you force your aunt to death. What does it mean?"

Song Baojun said to the women: "What these sisters say is very true. If you want to have feelings, just forget it. But when my aunt was dying on the hospital bed, Han Weiwu actually asked Zhang Xueyuan to ask about beating my aunt. It was extremely evil and extremely vicious."

Those women in their thirties were so sweet that they were heard by his "sister" and they all agreed casually.

A more cautious man said, "He hits his ex-wife, so naturally he should be handed over to the law, and you can't hit someone!"

Song Baojun asked loudly: "Look at Han Weiwu is so tall and strong, I am so thin and weak, and the female wealthy he has with him is so rich, would I dare to hit him?"

Everyone saw that it was true. How could Song Baojun's small body have any reason to provoke the strong man Han Weiwu? But it was obvious that Han Weiwu was lying on the ground with blood on the scene, and someone suspected his eyes at that time.

Song Baojun said: "He wanted to throw me with a wine bottle, but unexpectedly he was slid on the floor and hit his face. The so-called evil will be punished after he does something wrong!"

"Oh, oh! So that's it!" A considerable number of people who didn't have time to see the beginning of the matter clearly realized.

It is not unreasonable that Song Baojun was anxious to explain the reason. This is not an ordinary campus that beats anyone he wants, and there is no need for any reason. This is an occasion for gatherings of wealthy businessmen in Chazhou City. The audience has different identities, and just a light word may make your life unhappy. Therefore, Song Baojun must first occupy the name of righteousness.

"Great righteousness" is very mysterious, but it is actually quite important. It depends on whether you take over it or not. For example, Palestine lacks the title of great righteousness and cannot even build a country. For example, the United States has to find a name for "weapons of mass destruction" to attack Iraq, so that it can send troops.

Once the great righteousness is occupied, the result is often twice the result with half the effort when doing things. Song Baojun takes the lead in occupying the moral high ground. If others oppose him, they must first consider: Do you have to be incompatible with the values ​​that are widely recognized by society?

So at this time, almost all the voices of speaking for Zhang Xueyuan and Han Weiwu disappeared.

Han Weiwu struggled to stand up while covering his nose and said angrily: "Little Chi Dao, you are talking nonsense! I didn't hit her at all! I just asked her to hand over the property certificate!"

"Wow! Scum!" Everyone was so uproaring, accusing this man of not being a thing. Some of Zhang Xueyuan's opponents in the mall took advantage of the chaos and shouted: "Zhang Xueyuan bullies a woman and domineering men, and the crime is unforgivable. Get out of Tea State!" Some even shouted: "Professor Song, you beat him to death, I will take care of you if you have any problems."

The only one Yang Rongsheng in the crowd who wanted Song Baojun to be beaten did not dare to confront the public opinion, so he just stayed by the side and waited to watch the jokes.

Mu Qiuguang advised him not, and said not, which made a good birthday party smoky.

Some business partners who are slightly more emotionally oriented towards Zhang Xueyuan thought to themselves: "Even if you don't fight, this is more serious than being beaten. Forced your critically ill ex-wife to hand over the property certificate on the hospital bed, which is really bad. Forget it, even if the gods come, they can't help you."
Chapter completed!