Chapter 50 Old Hate

This is what acquaintances mean.

Qing Qin leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What did you just call him?"

"I think he seems to be the one who was in charge when I came to eat last time." Wen Li replied in a low voice.

"The one that cooks especially delicious?" Seeing that the security guards in front of him were starting to get nervous, Qing Qin speeded up his speech.

"It's very delicious."

Qing Qin was instantly madly tempted.

At this moment, the situation at the door of the 100 or so people also attracted the attention of the security personnel. The patrolling security guards saw this guy who often came to their house to solicit customers, and immediately went over to drive them away: "Walk around, what are you doing? Come to our door again?"

"This road is still driven by your family? Fan Chun is really shameless as always." Han Yuquan rolled his eyes and was about to lead people away.

He came to this store from time to time to solicit customers, and the conflict with these security guards was not a day or two, causing the security guard to deduct a lot of wages.

New sorrow and old hatred surged up, and the security guard was the first to raise an electric baton and was about to smash it down.

The next second, he saw the weak and beautiful little boss standing beside him, he caught the move and gave him a shoulder throw with his backhand.

"Mr. Qing?" Wen Li's voice trembled slightly. He only knew that this Xiaoqing had a ruthless wrist in the shopping mall, and thought he was a scumbag like himself.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was both excellent in style and style, and the force value was also terrifyingly high.

If this provokes the other party at the negotiating table...

hiss! The picture is unimaginable.

Qing Qin was unaware that he had left a psychological shadow on his future partners that lasted for several years. He picked him up like a chicken, and checked it out to make sure that he had not shot too hard. "Don't worry, you can't die."

Painful Security:  …

Listen, is this human?

Qing Qin also realized from his stunned expression that his words were inappropriate: "It's all flesh wounds, and we will discuss compensation for you later. However, I would still advise you to say something, if you have something to say, don't act on impulse or accidentally. Isn't it right to turn your hand back?"

Security's face is blushing and blushing, psychic damage +1000

Fortunately, the ambulance came very quickly, and soon after the security guard who was about to be pushed over was transported into the car, Qing Qin took Wen Li and Han Yuquan into the car and followed.

The employees were led by Deng Hong and Pan and back to the townhouse first. Meng Wei stayed behind to entangle with Boss Fan, met with the security family members, and discussed compensation issues.

This time, Xiaoqing didn't spend money blindly, and it was rare to give an instruction: Do your best to make a big deal out of Fang Shishi.

This security guard looked tall and big, but he howled like a pig during the inspection, so that Han Yuquan couldn't help but repeatedly look back at his handsome benefactor, and his attack was too dark.

The family members on the other end of the video were even more sloppy. If it weren't for the screen, they would have rushed over to grab Hua Qingqin's face now.

"My poor son! How could he be beaten at such a young age!"

"Compensation, must be compensated, can rich people beat people unscrupulously?"

Fan Chun also acted like a peerless boss and refused to give in an inch to Meng Yu: "I will never look at my employees. I am injured at work, and I will not receive any compensation!"

While he was talking, he was already planning to contact the media: "There's another surnamed Han, you wait for me. I had good intentions and let you go because of my previous relationship, but I didn't expect the white-eyed wolf to be the white-eyed wolf. Now they are still doing this kind of thing in front of our hotel!"

Qing Qin's expression was calm: "Boss Fan, please wait for the results."

What he said was just right, the doctor came out with the report, and the expression could not be seen clearly under the mask.

The security guard cried, snot and tears, and asked tremblingly, "Doctor, am I going to die?"

"It's mainly some flesh wounds," the doctor replied.

The little nurses who followed her burst into laughter.

The person crying on the opposite side of the video was as if the freeze button had been pressed, and his face was blushing for a while, and he wanted to say something like "There is something wrong with your hospital", "It's all in the same group", etc., it was still Fan Chun's glare. Shut up.

"Since there is no major problem, then the follow-up compensation can be discussed with my assistant." Qing Qin showed a business smile, "In addition, if you find any behavior that insults my reputation, a lawyer's letter will be sent to Hanjiacai soon. ."

The person on the other side hung up the phone angrily.

After this turmoil ended, Han Yuquan could finally say thank you to the benefactor. He stood up on the chair and exerted force on his right hand, showing a hint of pain on his face.

With sharp eyes, Qingqin asked, "Is your right hand injured?"

"It's an old injury." Han Yuquan held his right hand and slowly revealed a wry smile.

"What's going on?" Wen Li recalled the extremely amazing dishes he had eaten back then, and couldn't help but worry, "This orthopaedic department is not bad, why don't you go check it out."

"No, no, I've seen it all these years, and it's totally unnecessary." Han Yuquan tried his best to refuse.

"Don't say too much." The doctor couldn't bear to see these young people who gave up on themselves, and couldn't help but say, "You are not too old, and your future prospects are good. In theory, there is always enough chance to recover. , if Western medicine can’t cure it, it’s better to see Chinese medicine, I remember that there are several old Chinese medicine practitioners in Kyoto who are particularly good at this.”

Han Yuquan's eyes were reddish: "When I just broke my hand, I went to a few companies, and they all said that there was nothing to do. Some said that maybe the traditional Chinese medicine passed down by the family's ancestors could save it, but the old man Zhu has not been treated for a long time."

"Zhu Jia?" Qing Qin read these two words again, "Show brother blessing?"

"Yes." Han Yuquan replied, casting doubtful glances with Wenli.

"It's nothing, just curious to ask." Qing Qin just remembered that there was a surnamed Zhu in his group, and when he asked, he was not sure, so he simply changed the subject, "According to what he said before, what kind of grievance did you have before? ?"

"It was originally," Han Yuquan gritted his teeth as he spoke, "now the boss's surname is Fan, and he was originally my father's eldest apprentice."

Qing Qin and Wen Li glanced at each other tacitly, realizing that this might involve some kind of classic dog-blood family property competition.

It turns out that sometimes life is even more absurd than art.

This Boss Fan is not very good at learning, but like a mouth smeared with honey, he coaxed the master into obedience. Let Father Han treat it as his own, and even suggested that the Korean restaurant also has a part of him.

Han Yuquan also felt that although this senior brother was not very talented, he was very good to him.

Especially in the early years, his mother died young, his father was busy with his career, and the Han family was a single handed down from generation to generation. Han Yuquan was almost brought up by this senior brother, and he already regarded him as a big brother in his heart.

However, when his father was seriously ill, the eldest brother, who had always been a good man, finally showed his fierce fangs.

On the one hand, as a senior elder brother of a sect, he is long-sleeved and good at dancing. He often helps his disciples when they are being educated by a strict master, and he is good at using some small favors. His reputation in the sect far exceeds that of the lonely Han Yuquan. , the foundation of the Han family can be shaken in a single thought.

On the other hand, under the impact of the market economy, Hanjiacai, which has a poor reputation for marketing, also ushered in a recession. .

This incident made the stubborn father Han so angry that he entered the icu, and also made Han Yuquan, who was studying abroad, hurried back. On the way back, a car accident occurred and his right hand was seriously injured.

He dragged his still unwell body to the Hanjia Restaurant to ask for an explanation. Boss Fan still kept his hypocritical face on, telling him that the buyer had ulterior motives with snot and tears, and turned to invite him into the back kitchen.

Han Yuquan was still in the recuperation period, so he forcibly began to take on heavy responsibilities such as flipping spoons, affecting the recovery and leaving the root of the disease, but it was only for his own family.

He was too young at that time to know that some people had already made deals with the devil. He set a trap and exposed him in front of his old friends for corruption and bribery, deducting ingredients, etc., and pretended to let him go on his father's behalf, but he was not allowed to step into the chef industry again.

Having said that, Han Yuquan was already weeping, tears streaming down his face, and the flames of hatred were already burning in his eyes.

"and after?"

"I work as a waiter in a small restaurant next to me," Han Yuquan said with a dejected head. "I couldn't hold my breath, so I went to their house to solicit customers. I couldn't touch their foundation, and I would disgust them."

This is also a poor man, and Wen Li moved with compassion: "What kind of funds did he pull at that time?"

Han Yuquan was not angry: "Mu's Venture Capital."

Wen Li touched his nose awkwardly: "President Qing, Mrs Mu..."

"I remember that Mu's is a giant. There have been many big moves in the investment field this year." Qing Qin also seemed to be lost in thought. It seems that this restaurant is not so easy to deal with.

"Yes." Wen Li was about to introduce a few more words, and saw the fighting spirit ignited in their Xiao Qing's eyes.

The young CEO bent down and looked at the depressed chef: "Since they treat you like this, have you ever thought about taking revenge in an upright manner?"

"What?" Han Yuquan's heart was beating like a drum. Could it be that this person was thinking...

"Well, you come to our company's cafeteria to be a chef for a while, you can't move the spoon, you can instruct them to cook, then you will have a bunch of apprentices with superb cooking skills," Qing Qin was excited, as if the MLM organization Toutou, "I can contact domestic and even foreign doctors to treat you, and I can also invest in you to set up a private restaurant, and then you and your apprentices candidly force Han Jiacai, and let the bastard surnamed Fan deliberately get it. Everything becomes worthless!"

Really, it's too middle-of-the-road to say this. Han Yuquan resented it in his heart, but a cluster of hope was quietly burning: "Really?"

Can this be fake?

Hire a cook first, there is delicious food every day, it is almost a day to run!

After that, open a high-end restaurant, choose the best ingredients, offer the cheapest price, and then hit the front of the big restaurant with the back of the mountain like a pebble. This is a classic money-burning battle.

"Of course," Qing Qin took out Assistant Meng's phone and handed it to him. "As long as you are willing to make this call, you can get an unlimited investment."

Han Yuquan took the business card, clenched his hands into fists, and fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Without waiting for him to answer, Qing Qin took Wen Li away first, after all, he still had to go back to rush to eat a hot meal, which is bad.

Wen Li was in a complicated mood. Looking at the tall and straight figure of Xiao Qing in the front seat of the car, he couldn't help but sigh: If someone else made such an investment decision, he would think that this person was too impulsive and naive. But if Mr. Xiaoqing did it, this kind of terrifying courage would have a different charm.

Just as he invested in his own animation before, it is also like investing in a restaurant now.

Probably this is the genius of the magnanimity enough to convince him.