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Chapter 310

The old man was so angry that he gasped.

It would be great if he was really framed, but all of this was obviously designed by Shen Kun himself.

Design and frame yourself!

This kind of thing is really unheard of and unseen!

"Okay, you go down and reflect on it. You will no longer need to care about family matters in the future."

The old man sighed and seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment.

Shen Kun bit his lip fiercely, his expression even more ugly.

He was originally the perfect choice to head the Shen family. Over the years, he had kept a low profile and bided his time in order to one day take over the Shen family.

But he never imagined that everything would be destroyed overnight.

If it is destroyed in the hands of a big shot, then forget it.

But that Ye Jiuzhou is just a nobody!

Every time he thought about this, he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

"Why are you still standing there? Go back quickly and don't embarrass me here."

The old man said, hating that iron cannot become steel.

Although Shen Kun felt unwilling to do so, he had nothing to say at this time.

This world is like this, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. As long as you lose, no matter how many reasons you have, it is just an excuse.

Without saying a word, he returned to his room dejectedly.

He met many people on the road, but no one greeted him, and some even pointed at his back and whispered.

Shen Kun kept his head down until he came to his room, and then he started to vent.

"Feng Shulin!"

"Xie Zhiqiu!"

"Ye Jiuzhou!"



Every time he read a name, he smashed a piece of furniture. After a while, the room was in a mess.

In all his life, he has never suffered such a loss.

If I don’t take revenge for this, I swear I won’t be a human being!

He didn't stop until all the furniture was smashed, and called Liu San again on the 2nd.

"I don't care about you. I care about you no matter what you do. No matter how many people you offend, the only thing is that I want everyone involved in this matter to die without a burial place."

Liu San didn't understand Liu San's reply at all, so he hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

He lay in bed for more than three hours, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

If you just kill Xie Zhiqiu and others, it will be too easy for them, and you will not be able to eliminate the hatred in your heart.

Not only did he want Xie Zhiqiu to die, but he also wanted them to be ruined, preferably to be infamy for thousands of years.



Logically speaking, Xie's Group should take advantage of this enthusiasm to develop vigorously.

However, Xie Zhiqiu was opposed to this approach.

When orders were at their peak, she shut down the hotline for a week and asked all new employees to go to Binhai for training.

People were confused about this, but she didn't explain it.

Although Xie Zhiqiu is not very old, she grew up in a family like the Xie family, and she is very familiar with various business concepts.

Over the years, she has learned a truth - fortresses always collapse from within.

Therefore, when developing the scale of the enterprise, we must not relax at all in educating our employees.

Seven days later, the hotline was opened again, and the ordering hotline was still popular.

In addition to previous partners, there are also many people who have taken the initiative to ask for investment and shares.

Many people even come all the way from other provincial capitals.

Now is the information age, and gold will surely shine. Although Xie Zhiqiu did not advertise aggressively, her reputation has still spread.

In just half a month, Xie's Group recruited 300 new employees in Yangcheng alone, but even so, they were still too busy.

Xie Zhiqiu was so busy that she almost had no time to sleep.

News about the Xie Group was overwhelming. Shen Kun looked at the messages on his phone with a strange smile on his face.

"Xie Zhiqiu, Ye Jiuzhou, you must be very proud now, right?"

"Laugh, laugh, you won't be able to laugh for a few more days."



One month after the launch of the new product, Xie's Medical Aesthetics was officially established, and the first hospital was built on the most prosperous Swan Road in Yangcheng.

The mayor of Yangcheng cut the ribbon in person!

From the first day it opened, there has been an endless stream of young girls coming to do medical cosmetology.

The long queue at the door has reached across the street.

"Xie's Medical Cosmetology is so well-known, and they have hired a big star like Jing Yuwei to advertise. Doesn't it cost a lot to do beauty treatments with them?"

"How can you not! Not only is the money spent here not much, but it is even cheaper than other places. I just had care here last week, and it cost more than 200 without a membership card. It is said that after having a membership value card,

The maximum discount is 40% off.”

"Really? Why is it so cheap?"

"It shows that people have a good conscience and don't make dirty money!"

“If it weren’t for the reasonable price and good curative effect, there wouldn’t be so many people coming here for care.”

"Also, the after-sales service here is also first-rate. Last night, they even sent me two sets of facial masks."

"No wonder your skin is so tight. You seem to be 10 years younger."



While everyone was queuing up and exchanging their thoughts, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"The person in charge, where is the person in charge? Get out of here right now!"

Everyone was attracted and turned their heads one after another.

I saw a dark-faced man running quickly through the team, followed by seven or eight strong men.

"What's going on with you? Why did you jump in line so randomly?"

"Do you still have some sense of public morality?"

Everyone was unhappy and started to criticize.

With a black face and big eyes, he glared: "I have no time to kiss you. The person in charge here should be the one who has no sense of public morality. He has no ability, and he still wants to open a beauty hospital. My good-looking wife was disfigured by them.

"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"It's impossible, right? I've never heard of it. Is there any negative news here? Is there some misunderstanding?"

people asked in low voices.

"Misunderstand?"

The black-faced man laughed angrily, then pointed to the back of the crowd and said, "My wife is right there. If you don't believe it, you can go and see with your own eyes."

Looking in the direction of his finger, I saw a dilapidated van parked there.

The back door was open, and there was a bed inside, and intermittent moans were coming from inside.

Everyone was pushing and shoving, and gathered around the van.

I saw a person lying on the bed.

It was just a person. He couldn't even tell whether he was a boy or a girl. There were large bruises on his body and his whole body was swollen. At a glance, he must have weighed at least 300 kilograms.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other, confused.

"It's all them, it's all their fault!"

The black-faced man yelled at the top of his lungs: "My wife disliked her fat face, so she came here to get an injection to slim down her face. It was fine on the first day, but who knew that after a night's sleep, her face started to itch."


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