His sudden outburst startled Bai Jie. Wasn't he driven mad by Zhang Bolun? A boss so internally fragile?

"Dadan, let's... let's try not to provoke him! If you break it, you'll lose it!" Bai Jie warned Zhang Dadan boldly.

Bai Pinting reminded, as in Ween Qingsheng's view, it had already become a sign of cowardice, making him fearless.

"Dadan, let... let people live, forgive others! If you... push me too hard, we can't lose both!" Ween Qingsheng threatened.

Zhang Dadan saw that he suddenly went crazy and couldn't help but laugh. Why are there so many fools in the world?

Ween Qingsheng, what's wrong with you? Are you threatening me? Zhang Dadan took a few steps forward and said condescendingly.

Bai Pinting on the other side, afraid that Zhang Dadan would get angry and hurt Ween Qingsheng, hurriedly stood up, ready to stop Zhang Dadan.

Just as Zhang Bolun was about to hug Zhang Bolun from behind, Zhang Bolun suddenly turned around and made her look: "White, let me show you something interesting."

After that, he bent over to listen to the birthday celebration and gently put it on him. It turned out, the whole body was in pain. Ween Qingsheng laughed wildly after hearing his order.

This unexpected and bizarre scene stunned Bai Jie, leaving her in a daze.

Zhang Dadan saw himself shocked and immediately joked: "How have you been recently? Don't worry, I won't kill him now."

"You... he... is he sick? How is this similar to Qian Xinxin's symptoms?" Bai Chai was puzzled.

At first, when the new store opened, Bai Jie saw Qian Xinxin laughing, and Zhang Daqi boldly said he was sick.

At this very moment, Ween Qingsheng's reaction was exactly the same as Qian Xinxin's that day. So naturally, she thought Ween Qingsheng was also sick.

Zhang Dadan explained to her: "I just hit his funny bone. Last time Qian Xinxin went crazy in Jiji because of this too."

Funny bone? Bai Jie suddenly realized that Zhang Daqi boldly mastered the acupuncture techniques of traditional Chinese medicine. Naturally, it was not difficult to do so.

Understanding the truth, Dadan stood beside Zhang Daqi, looking at the laughing Ween Qingsheng as if watching a monkey in a zoo.

"How long can he laugh? Is he still laughing?" Bai Jie asked Zhang Dadan boldly out of curiosity.

Zhang Dadan explained: "The blood flow will keep impacting the acupoints all over his body. As for my strength, he will probably laugh for 3 hours, maybe even 6 hours."

Six hours of laughter? In his condition, if he laughs for six hours, not to mention whether his facial muscles will die, wouldn't he be dehydrated? Bai Jie finally realized this was a form of torture!

Zhang Daqi saw that time was almost up, so he went to relieve Ween Qingsheng and asked with a smile: "Ween Qingsheng, how do you feel? Comfortable? Do you want to do it again?"

Again? Ween Qingsheng shuddered, wiped the sweat, and went straight back to the bathroom.

"You... don't come here... don't come over..." Ween Qingsheng shouted while trembling and closing the door.

Zhang Dadan put his foot on the door threshold and said sympathetically: "Ween Qingsheng, why do you need this? Isn't it enough to directly compensate for my economic and mental losses?"

Mental loss? Although Ween Qingsheng was scared, he couldn't help but silently curse: "Your uncle! I'm the one who suffered mental trauma."

Ween Qingsheng timidly called out: "You... what exactly do you want to do? You can say it, but..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Daqi said boldly and solemnly: "Shouldn't I be the only one being harmed by you?"

"Let me guess! They need your supermarket delivery, so they compromised and pretended not to know, right?

But the contract is a receipt by sui, you surely have cases of embezzlement. With so many suppliers signing contracts with you, the amount of money involved in embezzlement isn't small, is it?"

Ween Qingsheng, who was already bold, was taken aback by Zhang Daqi and finally succumbed to the bold talk about his embezzlement.

Zhang Bode realized his embezzlement could be handled through legal means, and resistance was meaningless.

"You said this! How much do I need to compensate you, and you will stop here!" Ween Qingsheng asked reluctantly.

Zhang Dadan, seeing he had completely submitted, said: "The 500,000 US Dollars you promised just now is my economic compensation.

"I was deceived by you."

Ween Qingsheng accepted Zhang Dadan's bold request, transferred 2 million US Dollars to him on the spot, and called his secretary to bring the contract to the hotel.

The secretary, who was flirting with a male colleague, received Ween Qingsheng's call and hurried to the office to find the contract, then drove to Xinglong Hotel.

Just as the secretary started to work, a red Nim Coupe followed behind him all the way.

The middle-aged woman driving the red BMW saw the secretary park at the hotel entrance and immediately felt an inexplicable rage, wanting to kill her.

Fortunately, the woman in the passenger seat was still sane and quickly stopped her. "What are you going to do? At most, you can only beat her up!"

"Let's sneak in with her. If we can get their video or photos, we will have more leverage in future divorce proceedings!"

The middle-aged woman in the driver's seat listened to this sensible suggestion but said, "Sis, I... I don't want to divorce Qingsheng."

The sister in the passenger seat remained stubborn, unwilling to divorce Ween Qingsheng, hating iron for not becoming steel.

She couldn't tolerate Ween Qingsheng any longer. Why should she bear this injustice? They had no children!

If you divorce Ween Qingsheng, even if you only get half of the family property, you can keep a little fresh meat every day. Why bother?

"Anyway, let's catch the evidence of their affair first!" said her overbearing sister, Qian Gang.

Although Ween Qingsheng's wife was unwilling to divorce him, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

"Sis! Let's do as you say! Let's catch the evidence of him cheating with the secretary!" They walked out, disguising themselves with hats.

When the secretary walked into the hotel, he called Ween Qingsheng, asking him to come down or meet at the front desk.

Zhang Dadan hadn't received the contract yet, so he naturally wouldn't let Qingsheng come down, nor would he let Bai Jie lower herself to meet his secretary, so he allowed her to call the front desk.

The front desk received Ween Qingsheng's call, registered the secretary's identity, and helped her swipe the card to use the elevator.

The two women had just entered the hotel lobby when the secretary had already gone upstairs, and the sister said anxiously: "We don't know where they are, what should we do?"

The middle-aged woman confidently smiled and walked to the front desk to ask: "Which room did the girl in the pink clothing go to?"

The front desk naturally couldn't disclose the guests' privacy information and politely refused: "If you are friends with the lady, you can contact her directly."

Just as her sister was about to act tough, she took out a super membership card and handed it to the front desk.

"Can you tell me now? If you don't say anything, I'll have to call Ji Zhong!" her sister said proudly.

Customers with super membership cards are often regular patrons of the hotel. The annual minimum consumption is no less than 100,000, and the treatment is naturally different.

The front desk confirmed her super membership card, and her attitude became flattering, respectfully saying: "Please wait a moment, I'll check for you."

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