Jiang Yingqiang supported her body, and felt a dizzy moment, and her hot body seemed to be on the prairie fire.
Mars was thrown from her lower abdomen and soon ignited her whole body.
If nothing unexpected happens, it should be that the drink was tampered with. But she was careful and unexpectedly she still said.
Despair like accepting one's fate swept across the body.
In a trance, she saw other women in the private room get up and leave.
The next moment, a man approached.
Judging from her figure, it was Mr. Jiao who made her extremely disgusted.
When she opened her mouth, she smelled of unpleasant smell of wine. She tried her best to protect her cheeks and neck, but the resistance force actually aroused the man's desire to conquer.
Slap it down.
The pain on her cheeks made her awake briefly, and then the defense line was completely lost!
Her collar was torn apart, and the sudden invasion of the air conditioner made her swallowed up in an instant by the feeling of humiliation.
Jiang Ying closed her eyes in despair.
The next moment, the whole world will be restored to lightness.
The man pressed on him was lifted up his collar and threw it out.
Jiang Ying gasped in the fresh air, her eyes refocused and fell on the young man's face, "Xiaodong..."
Zhao Dong took off his coat and put it on Jiang Ying, "Sister Ying, don't be afraid."
Jiang Ying nodded desperately, tears couldn't stop sliding from the corners of her eyes.
Zhao Dong took a deep breath and looked at the man who was bald not far away, and his anger rose out of thin air.
The music in the private room had stopped, and Mr. Jiao was also supported and stood up.
He rubbed his chin. The punch he had just been hit was quite strong, and even his gums were loose.
He spat on the ground with blood, and then asked viciously, "Brother, I'm seeing blood. I'm afraid this matter will be in trouble today!"
Someone came forward to remind him, "Brother, this kid is just Zhao Dong!"
Mr. Jiao was still drunk and asked with scarlet eyes, "Which Zhao Dong?"
The man was a little cautious, "It's the security chief who came from our Tianding, who was arrested in the morning!"
Mr. Jiao sneered, "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he is the mistress of this little bitch Jiang Ying!"
As he said that, he looked at Jiang Ying and asked, "I thought you were so noble. When you come to Tianding to work, you have to bring your little lover here? Feelings are such a bitch! Then why are you and I pretending to be pure?"
"What, I just asked for Tianding's decoration project, right? Is it because of this guy?"
"Fuck, it's not so bad that I'm not. Could it be that I'm better off living?"
"He lives well, I, Lao Jiao, are not bad either!"
A group of men burst into laughter.
Zhao Dong clenched his fists and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Wang Meng, "Dongzi, take the person away first, let's talk about the others later!"
Jiang Ying also pulled Zhao Dong's neck of clothes and signaled that he was fine.
Zhao Dong took a deep breath and finally suppressed his anger.
He turned around and helped Jiang Ying up and walked out side by side.
Someone stepped forward to stop him, "Damn it, come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and even beat my elder brother. What are you thinking?"
Wang Meng stepped forward and pushed the person away, scolding him, "Mr. Jiao, are you drunk too much? Even I dare to stop him?"
The private room was dark and Mr. Jiao didn't recognize it. It was not until someone around him reminded him that he recognized Wang Meng, had drunk alcohol and asked him to do something.
It is not a matter of friendship, but it belongs to the people on the ground and is not easy to offend.
Mr. Jiao grinned, "Yeah, it turns out it was Wang Suo. I didn't recognize him just now. I'm so embarrassed, you are..."
His tone was not as respectful as he imagined, but after all, after all, Jiangbei District has been in the middle of so many years, he naturally has confidence in speaking.
Wang Meng was not polite either, "Zhao Dong is my brother, Mr. Jiao will give him face?"
Mr. Jiao's face changed and he winked at a little brother behind him.
When the younger brother left, he laughed, "So that's the case. I will definitely give you the face of the Wang Su!"
"But, you brother is not righteous. You will pick up someone and punch me when you come up. How can you calculate it?"
Wang Meng didn't care, "How to calculate it later? I won't disturb Mr. Jiao Yaxing today."
He could see that the other party asked someone to go, and if he did delay it, it would be troublesome!
As he said that, he gave Zhao Dong a sign.
The two of them walked out without saying a word.
Mr. Jiao and others were not easy to stop him, so they could only delay time.
After going downstairs, a group of security guards in black rushed up as they saw the door was close.
Some people went to close the door, and some went to clear the yard for the guests.
Of course, it is not really about driving away customers. Doing business, and offending anyone can't offend customers.
It’s just a free fruit tray to the guests and a free clock. Please go back to the private room and play for a while.
Zhao Dong's expression was gloomy. He could see it without Wang Meng reminding him. It must be trouble!
Just as I was thinking, a bald man walked down the stairs, and he was still hugging a beautiful woman with a charming figure in his arms.
Wang Meng whispered, "That's bald, don't talk later, leave it to me to deal with it."
As he spoke, he strode forward, "Yeah, bald man, what kind of situation is this?"
The nickname "Bald" is him, and others present really dare not shout it casually.
The bald man bowed, "Ha, Brother Wang, I'm not here to welcome you!"
"I just heard from my brother that someone had hit my guest. I'll come down and take a look."
As he said that, he looked around and sneered: "Who has taken the courage of the ambitious leopard, dares to hit people on my bald territory? I haven't seen such a strong head in many years!"
Wang Meng wanted to open his mouth, but was interrupted by the bald man, "Brother Wang, you didn't beat him?"
Wang Meng didn't answer the words. How dare he say such a thing casually?
The bald man pointed at Jiang Ying, "Is that woman yours?"
Wang Meng's face looked a little ugly, "Bald, then you just don't give me this face?"
The bald man grinned, "Face? I will definitely give Brother Wang's face!"
"But, people are not beaten by you, and women are not yours, so this matter has nothing to do with you!"
"What do you want me to give this face?"
"Can you know, even if a cat and a dog urinate on me, you can leave? Then how can I get along with baldness?"
The bald man smiled, and he already understood the meaning. I will give you Wang Meng a face, but your brother is here with me. I'm sorry, I have no face!
As he said that, he called a phone number and signaled his brother to hand it to Wang Meng.
Zhao Dong was watching from the side. Although he didn't know who was on the other end of the phone, he probably couldn't deal with Wang Meng's face.
Soon, I returned the phone.
The bald man gave a step, "Brother Wang, I'll keep more things today, so I'll be there again?"
Wang Meng stood there without moving, and was about to sneer, but suddenly he was pulled.
Looking back, it turned out to be Zhao Dong.
He lowered his voice, "Don't worry about this matter, go first!"
Wang Meng's face changed, "Go?"
"Dongzi, throw you away? Let me leave first? What's that?"
"You don't need to persuade me, it's definitely not possible!"
He didn't think about it, there was nothing to consider.
First, he can't do it.
Second, if Zhao Dong really made a good deal today, not only Sophie couldn't explain it, but Yu Xiaoman would definitely look down on him!