"Yes, Miss Cheng is Mr. Su's best assistant. She will definitely have a way." The security captain echoed.

The lobby manager quickly picked up the phone and dialed Cheng Qingcong.

After listening to the lobby manager’s remarks, Cheng Qingcong on the phone didn’t help him solve the problem. Instead, he asked: “Is Miss Song being bullied by...?”

Miss Song? Who is Miss Song? The lobby manager was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that Miss Song was afraid that it was the girl in the box. She hurriedly rushed into the room and forgot her eyes, vaguely seeing Miss Song's skirt was worn on the body, so she faced Cheng Qingchun Quickly said: "Miss Song's skirt is still worn on her side, it is estimated that Mr. Yang has not been bullied..."

Cheng Qingcong took a long sigh of relief on the phone and said with a bit of fortunateness: "Fortunately, okay, and saved..." Then Cheng Qingcong began to command in a capable tone: "First, now President Su is definitely the most irritable time, you must not step forward to stop him, otherwise you will definitely be taken to the hospital like a star named Yang. Secondly, now President Su has completely lost his mind, you have to use Miss Song stopped him. For example, Miss Song was crying. Miss Song seemed to be in a wrong situation. It was not good. You should go to Miss Song and ask her to stop President Su. Even if President Su is crazy enough to kill someone, it won’t be like Miss Song. Finally, you quickly prepare a room in Jinbi Brilliant, so that President Su will have a place to hold Miss Song."

Hanging up Cheng Qing's phone, the lobby manager immediately ordered his attendant to arrange a room for Su Zhinian, and then encouraged him to shout out loudly in the box: "Mr. Su, Miss Song now looks like it seems Not great!"

Su Zhinian did not respond. He kicked heavily on Yang Xingxing's abdomen, and blood flowed from Yang Xingming's nose.

The lobby manager eagerly went in to find the "Miss Song" in Cheng Qingcong's mouth, but walked to the door and came into contact with Su Zhinian's sight, scared and backed away, pointing to Song Qingchun who was curled up in the corner of the box , Lack of confidence, whispered to Su Zhinian: "Mr. Su, I just want to see Miss Song, is she all right?"

Su Zhinian's lips twitched and looked in the direction he pointed. Song Qingnian's head was buried on his legs, his shoulders were twitching, and he was crying in a low voice.

Su Zhinian felt a sharp tingle in the bottom of his heart, kicked Yang Xingxing beside him, turned around, and walked towards Song Qingchun.

It's just that he hasn't gone two steps, and Yang Xingxing, who was kicked out loudly by him, opened his mouth to his assistant: "Is your head kicked by a donkey, the security guard doesn't care, will you call the police?"

"Yes, yes, yes, brother Yang." Yang Xingxing's assistant stammered back, and then took out his mobile phone with his fingertips trembling, and he just pressed a 1. Yang Xing was weak and choppy. Say: "Don't call the police, call my lawyer first, I want to sue him..."

Sue him?

Su Zhinian heard these two words, and the anger in his heart burst out again. He took two steps back and walked to the front of Yang Xingming. He looked down at him from the top, with a word and a low-pitched opening. Question: "Want to fight a lawsuit?"

"Okay, give you the opportunity to choose. Do you want to be the defendant or the plaintiff?"