The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Hearing this, Zhang Weichao seemed to have heard the best joke in the world, laughing until tears flowed down his face.

He waved his hand to signal the security guard to put down his stick, then walked over and patted Ye Huan's side face jokingly.

"I want to see, how did you let me die? Huh? It's interesting to pretend like this?"

Su Muying also rushed to the second floor, and when she saw this scene, her face turned pale with fright.

"Ye Huan, don't say a few words, you can't beat Weichao." Su Muying shouted at Ye Huan.

She hurried over, took Zhang Weichao's arm, and begged, "Weichao, please, let Ye Huan go."

Zhang Weichao frowned, and directly pushed aside Su Muying's hand.

Su Muying's repeated pleas made him jealous.

"Don't ask for mercy, this guy has to pay the price today!"

Zhang Weichao snorted coldly, and pulled away Su Muying who was in the way.

"Hit me! Hit me hard!" Zhang Weichao ordered to the security guard.

The security guards had long wanted to use their fists and kicks, so they clenched their sticks tightly again and wanted to swing them high.

Su Muying closed her eyes, she shed two lines of tears on her charming face.

"What are you doing, stop it!" A scolding sound came.

The security guards were taken aback for a moment, and then put down their sticks again.

I saw a graceful woman in a white suit skirt walking in from the door.

She was the one who put Ye Huan into the box, and she was in charge of the entire second floor of the club.

"Sister Xia, you are here." Zhang Weichao smiled flatteringly.

"I just left for a while, why did it become like this." Li Xia frowned slightly, and asked Zhang Weichao to blame.

"Isn't this when an outsider sneaked into the private room and taught him a lesson?" Zhang Weichao said with a smile.

When Li Xia heard this, she patted the table heavily, with an angry expression on her face.

"Shit! Who is an outsider?! Mr. Ye is the boss' VIP!"

Zhang Weichao's smile suddenly froze.

Su Muying wiped away her tears, her pretty face was full of disbelief.

Several security guards were startled, and the sticks in their hands slipped to the ground.

"Xia...Sister Xia...you admit your mistake." Zhang Weichao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it off.

"He's just a good-for-nothing son-in-law, how can he have any social relations with the boss?"

"Zuo son-in-law? Why is Zuo son-in-law a good-for-nothing? Did Zuo son-in-law provoke you?" A loud voice came from outside the door.

Hu Laowan and his party walked into the private room with extremely indifferent expressions.

Zhang Weichao was stunned, and a chill came to his heart.

At this moment, without any explanation, he already understood the truth.

Ye Huan is the boss' VIP, or the VIP among the VIPs.

Because the people behind the boss are all well-known existences, stomping their feet, the whole city of Hangzhou will tremble.

But now, they gathered together and came to meet Ye Huan.

Zhang Weichao's mood was extremely desperate.

He made a wrong bet.

boom!

He knelt down all of a sudden, and pressed his head tightly to the cold ground in the most devout gesture.

But the one he kneeled was not Hu Laowan, but Ye Huan.

He knew in his heart that only with Ye Huan's understanding could he have a way out.

Ye Huan wanted him to die, and there would be an extra corpse in a concrete pillar poured in Hangzhou today.

The five security guards also understood everything, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all knelt down with a few plops.

"I'm sorry boss, it was my negligence that frightened Mr. Ye."

Li Xia looked terrified and bowed respectfully to Hu Laowan.

Ye Huan yawned, stretched his arms, glanced at Li Xia, and said calmly, "I don't blame you for this matter."

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