The guy holding the trumpet was now shouting, no one believed him. Not only that, the few people who came with him were no longer confident and threw the signs on the ground.

The man who took the lead saw that the situation was hopeless, he was ready to turn around and leave.

Just as he turned around, a very low voice came from behind him: "Where are you going?"

The guy suddenly shivered, and he turned around and saw a man standing behind him one head taller than him.

He looked at himself with his eyes down, and a scent of his body exuded him.

"You, who are you?" asked the man holding the trumpet carefully.

Qin Huo looked at him and smiled coldly, reached out and grabbed his collar, like holding a chick: "Did you not have a big screen just now? I'll let you take a good look now."

As he said that, he carried the man to face the big screen, and it was playing the scene where Qin Huo kicked the three-mix away with one kick.

The man holding the trumpet was so scared that he loosened his hands.

"Paila"

The horn in his hand fell to the ground, and he wanted to leave with his hands and feet.

How could Qin Huo be so cheap? He smiled coldly: "Tell me who asked you to come here to make trouble."

The man was so scared that his soul was almost gone: "Big, uncle. I was hired by the bald man who was beaten by you. Actually, I don't know him at all. Please let me go, I'm just looking for work under the overpass."

Qin Huo understood roughly when he heard this, and nodded and put the man down.

"Thank you, thank you, uncle." The man was polite, knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Huo twice, stood up and ran away.

"The thing was resolved?"

Qin Huo had just returned to Qi Yemo's office. Qi Yemo was looking down at the documents and asked casually.

Qin Huo nodded: "Master, I have asked clearly the matter. It was the bald bastard who hired someone to come here to find trouble last night. Do I want me to send someone to greet him?"

"No need, we don't have time to deal with these fly bugs now."

Qin Huo nodded: "What the master said is."

*

Ye Huanyu was walking home. It had been a long time since she walked on the street alone. Before she knew it, she was attracted by the fragrance that floated out of a shop in front. The smell really made her feel very familiar.

She followed the fragrance to the entrance of a store with a small storefront and no decoration.

She looked up at the plaque hanging on the door: Chunlai Teahouse.

Seeing this plaque made her stunned. This was a place she often came to when she was a student, but later she didn't know where to move.

At that time, she felt very regretful, but she didn't expect that she would meet again today.

The desserts made here taste very good, but the best and most delicious one is the spring rolls that look very ordinary.

Ye Huanyu walked into the store, and a middle-aged fat man walked out of the kitchen enthusiastically, greeting her with a smile: "Miss, please sit inside."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Huanyu and was a little stunned. After thinking for a while, he clapped his hands: "You are Miss Ye, are you?"

Ye Huanyu nodded at him with a smile: "Boss, do you still know me?"

The middle-aged fat man said happily: "How can you not know Miss Ye? You are our regular customer. Why do you still follow the same behavior today, one spring roll and one bowl of soy milk?"
Chapter completed!