When the supervisor heard this, he turned around and saw a young man about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old walking towards this side.
Tall and skinny.
Looking from a distance, it is nearly 1.8 meters tall.
The weight is estimated to be around 100 kilograms.
Paired with a wide T-shirt, it looks like a bamboo pole.
A gust of wind can blow it away at any time.
When Huang Mingyuan, who was still clamoring just now, saw this young man, his tone hesitated and his neck subconsciously shrank back.
After a while, his complexion returned to normal.
"Old Chang, you came just in time."
Huang Mingyuan said loudly to the young man: "Look at all the people you recruit in this bar."
"I was beaten to a bloody head."
Huang Mingyuan pointed to his head: "Your security guard stopped me without saying a word, but that country bumpkin didn't do anything at all, and that supervisor, it's like he's deaf!"
The young man heard Huang Mingyuan's voice and looked towards him, then frowned and took a few steps closer.
After careful observation, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "Oh, you are Huang Mingyuan. There was so much blood on your face that I almost didn't recognize you."
Huang Mingyuan showed an angry look on his face, and just when he was about to speak, the young man ignored him, turned to the supervisor, and asked calmly: "What's going on?"
The supervisor immediately explained the ins and outs of the matter.
At the same time, in order to avoid misunderstanding, he also specifically mentioned: "This Mr. Zhou is the guest you specifically asked us to treat well. He just ordered ten sets of dragon sets at the bar."
When the young man heard this, he immediately glanced in Zhou Xing's direction. When he saw the other person's overly young face, he was a little surprised: "It turns out it's him..."
"Okay, I understand. You can go about your business and leave the rest to me."
The young man nodded, and then warned: "Remember, evacuate the onlookers first, and then don't let them take photos and spread the photos."
"Once you find out, remember his face, blacklist him immediately, and never let him in again!"
The supervisor bowed slightly: "Okay boss, I understand."
"Go ahead."
The young man waved his hand, and the supervisor immediately chose to leave.
"Xiao Huang, why were you beaten like this? This is not your style."
The young man walked around and came to Huang Mingyuan again, with a smile on his face.
"A country bumpkin appears out of nowhere and thinks he can do whatever he wants if he has some money."
Huang Mingyuan was furious: "As long as he dares to stay in Shanghai, I will make him walk around without food!"
After listening to Huang Mingyuan's words, the young man's face suddenly darkened: "If I remember correctly, this should be the third time you have caused trouble in the bar."
Huang Mingyuan's expression changed, and he wanted to defend himself, but the young man continued: "I wiped your butt a lot for you the previous two times. I didn't hold you responsible, but I also warned you, if you do it again next time
I won't be so polite about it."
The young man patted Huang Mingyuan on the shoulder and said in a serious tone: "It seems that you really didn't take my words to heart. Do you really think that I, Chang Wenyu, can't do anything to you?"
At this time, Huang Mingyuan no longer looked as arrogant and domineering as before, and said with a flattering smile: "Brother Chang, I know it was my fault for the previous two things, and I apologized for both."
"But this time, I couldn't bear it. I was humiliated by a country bumpkin over and over again, and even had my head smashed with wine. If I don't let go of this bad temper, how can I continue to hang out in Shanghai in the future?"
"Brother Chang, we are all from Shanghai. You can't possibly help a country bumpkin, can you?"
Huang Mingyuan said hurriedly: "This is a matter between him and me. Don't worry...it will definitely not affect the normal operation of the bar. Just don't interfere."
"You mean, you want me to take the initiative to hand over the guests in the bar?"
Chang Wenyu said with a funny face: "Are you okay?"
"If I can't protect the customers in my bar, who will dare to come to my bar in the future?"
Huang Mingyuan also looked a little unhappy: "Brother Chang, do you mean you are going to save that country bumpkin and not give me this face?"
"I'm a frequent visitor to your bar, and I spend a lot of money here all year round."
Chang Wenyu smiled: "Just to correct me, I'm not a country bumpkin. This is my first time here. Your total sum is not as much as what I did in one night."
"besides........"
Chang Wenyu said with disdain: "This time you took the initiative to find trouble. It's already good that I didn't make trouble for you. Why do you still think about saving face?"
"Do you really think you are the eldest son of Shanghai City?"
Chang Wenyu turned to the staff and said: "This man, please cancel his account for me, and you will never be allowed to step into the bar again."
"Chang Wenyu, you!"
Huang Mingyuan also did not expect that Chang Wenyu not only refused to help him, but also completely broke up with him.
"Get out of here before I get angry!"
Chang Wenyu said unceremoniously: "Get away. If you are not convinced, you can choose to call the police or find someone in your family to handle the matter."
"I'm coming next."
"Then let me see how strong your family is and how qualified you are to play with me!"
Huang Mingyuan glared at Chang Wenyu, but in the end he didn't even dare to say a harsh word. He could only snort coldly and turn around to leave.
He knew clearly that considering his family background, he was not even qualified to carry Chang Wenyu's shoes.
I'm really going to offend myself to death...
His little wealth is not enough to pay compensation.
As for calling the police.
Huang Mingyuan couldn't do such a thing.
There are many hidden rules among the rich second generation.
When you encounter a conflict, resolve it alone without involving your family or calling the police.
Breaking the rules is no longer as simple as being laughed at and gaining a bad reputation.
What's more, the Shanghai circle can no longer tolerate him.
"He's just a little bastard who insists on pretending to be the emperor of Shanghai."
Chang Wenyu sneered.
Don't pay attention to what's going on here anymore.
He turned around and came to the booth, and said with a smile: "You are Zhou Xing who booked a seat through China Merchants Bank today. I am one of the shareholders of the bar. My name is Chang Wenyu."
Zhou Xing also stood up and shook hands with him.
Although the bar has the shares of the celebrity Little Cheetah, he also understands that a bar like this cannot be run by just a celebrity.
There must be this person behind it, but he's just letting the little cheetah take advantage of his fame.
That’s why we promote it.
Now when I saw it, it turned out that the bar owner was someone else.
"You opened my eyes. You actually used the bank's VIP service to open a bar booth. I have been running a bar for several years, and this is the first time I have encountered this."
Chang Wenyu said with a smile.
"Isn't the VIP service just for use? It's the same for everything you order. If you don't use it, wouldn't it be an advantage for those in the bank?"
Zhou Xing seemed very calm.
"Hahaha... you are right."
Chang Wenyu smiled: "You are very popular with me. When I received the call from the bank, I was still thinking about what kind of person you are. If I have a chance to get to know you."
"Now that I see you, you are younger than I thought, but...it's not like young people can't do this kind of thing."
Chang Wenyu asked: "How about making a friend?"
"Extremely happy."
Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows.
Don't hit the smiling person with your hand, besides, what happened today is not his problem.
It has nothing to do with him.
Chang Wenyu took out his mobile phone, added Zhou Xing's WeChat message, and then looked at him: "You look a little angry, otherwise I must have an impression of a person like you. It didn't take long in Shanghai just now."
?”
"Um."
Zhou Xing nodded: "School starts in September and the university is here, so come and have a look in advance."
"Haha...only eighteen years old?"
Chang Wenyu was a little surprised: "It seems that you have just been released from the ban, so you want to come out and release yourself, right?"
Before the second generation of rich people reach the age of eighteen, their families are more strictly controlled.
Zhou Xing did not deny it.
"Your family has a mine. You are only eighteen years old, and your family is so rich. You can spend millions in bars in one night!"
Chang Wenyu was really shocked.
Even with his family background, at the age of eighteen, he could not be as free and carefree as Zhou Xing.
You can easily take out one million!
“It’s just a small and micro enterprise.”
Zhou Xing smiled faintly: "You have to say there are mines. My company does have mines under its name."
As the leader of heavy industry enterprises.
There are quite a few mines under its banner, numbering in the hundreds.
"Then I'm really right to come today."
Chang Wenyu said: "Brother, with your family background, it won't take long for you to be able to prosper in Shanghai."
"Well, Huang Mingyuan, I don't know where he got the confidence to light up things with you."
Chang Wenyu saw Zhou Xing's expression of confusion and explained, "He's the one who just got his head shot off with a bottle of wine."
Only then did Zhou Xing learn Huang Mingyuan's name.
"What's his background?"
Zhou Xing asked.
"Actually, it's not that big of a deal. I work in construction and earthmoving at home, and I make some money by picking up the garbage in the building."
Chang Wenyu said with disdain: "In total, he is only worth three to four hundred million. He supports a group of people. He is the only one in his family, so he is given a lot of pocket money on weekdays. Huang Mingyuan is used to being arrogant and domineering.
, it’s not just once or twice that people cause trouble in my bar.”
"I thought he was such a big shot. He threatened to make it impossible for me to stay in Shanghai. It turns out that's it."
Zhou Xing also sneered: "I want to see what he can do next."
"I have kicked this kid out. He will never be able to enter this bar again. This is just to give you some vent."
Chang Wenyu was quite gloating and said: "But even if we don't drive him out, he will be unlucky if he encounters you. If he really thought he could walk around Shanghai with a little wealth, he would be finished sooner or later."
"I didn't tell anyone that you were a super-high-end private banker from China Merchants Bank, otherwise he would probably be scared out of his wits. Even his father wouldn't dare to provoke you if he doesn't have this ability."
"Usually, this guy's relationship with me is annoying to death, and it just makes him remember a lot."
He also couldn't stand Huang Mingyuan, so he hid his hand and did not choose to remind him.
"You are also wilting."
Zhou Xing said with a smile.
Chang Wenyu laughed: "You are too angry with me. The environment here is too noisy. Let's go out for a meal next time and have a good chat."
"Don't you want a drink here?"
Zhou Xing asked.
"No."
Chang Wenyu glanced at the nearly ten flight attendants on the booth, holding back a bad smile and said: "I won't disturb your happiness, but you have to take it easy. Although you are still young, don't damage your body.
Already."
"Fuck off, even if you are bad, I won't be bad."
Zhou Xing was not in a good mood.
Chang Wenyu smiled: "Okay, let's just say that, you continue to play, I have already sent you a WeChat message on my phone, just call me if you need anything."
Before Chang Wenyu left, he summoned his supervisor: "Remember, serve Zhou Xing well and don't make him unhappy. Remember that things like Huang Mingyuan happen again."