Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

A brand-new silver-white car was parked at the main entrance, and the staff looked over curiously. Tang Yun got out of the car first, and quickly opened the door: "Mr. Ji, he has already been brought to the office."

Ji Mingyou hummed softly, glanced around indifferently, his eyes flashed sharply, and said in a deep voice, "Can you explain everything?"

Tang Yun frowned, lowered his head slightly, and described the situation: "It's because I'm not good at things, and I haven't admitted it yet. That person has always claimed that he has nothing to do with him, and he is pretending to be stupid."

"I'm afraid I want to procrastinate, and wait for the person behind to help him get out." Ji Mingyou nodded calmly, buttoned up his jacket, took a big step, and said with certainty, "It's a pity that the person has no ability to save him, so he gave up the game after all. "

"Mr. Ji, hello Senior Tang Yun." The passing staff greeted with a smile.

Qiu Ran also followed them. Seeing that Tang Yun's tie was crooked, he approached and reminded, "Senior Tang Yun, your neckline."

"Thank you." Tang Yun looked down, his expression was flat, the corners of his mouth were curled up, and his smile was like a warm spring breeze.

Ji Mingyou squinted indifferently, and slowed down.

Tang Yun followed behind, quickly arranged his clothes, and suddenly held a meeting, which kept him busy all morning.

Waiting for the two to pass by, the staff standing beside him came and praised Qiu Ran: "You dare to step forward even with Boss Ji at your side, you are really courageous."

"That's right, one person was arrested today. The meeting in the morning might be bloody."

Listening to his colleague's exaggerated words, Qiu Ran kept shaking his head, and actively explained: "Actually, Mr. Ji is not fierce, but his wrist is tough, making it difficult for people to touch, and he must be hiding his gentleness."

"It's as if you know Mr. Ji very well." The staff were very discursive to her words, thinking that Qiu Ran was taking the opportunity to flatter her, and they all taunted her.

Qiu Ran became impatient, and thought of someone in his mind, he snorted and said, "I'll bring someone here some other day, let her show you another side of Mr. Ji, and I'm sure you'll be surprised."

Hearing the affirmation in Qiu Ran's words, the staff were dubious, and asked suspiciously: "Whether that person is a man or a woman, what does it have to do with Mr. Ji?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Qiu Ran deliberately aroused their curiosity, then pushed them away and left quickly.

Seeing the two men approaching, the secretary relieved his anxiety, pointed to the inside worriedly and said, "Mr. Ji, they are already in the office."

"You go down first and prepare the meeting materials."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mingyou pushed the door open and entered with deep eyes. He sat on a chair with one leg on his knee: "It's not wrong, it's the person monitoring the screen."

In the middle was a man who was tied to a chair, his mouth was stuffed with sackcloth, and his eyes were shining fiercely.

Ji Mingyou crossed his hands, lazily put them on the table, and said calmly, "Take out the sackcloth in his mouth."

"But he will yell and yell, and he won't answer questions at all, like a lunatic." Tang Yun raised his hand and reminded in advance.

The man moved vigorously, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was shouting.

Ji Mingyou nodded, his eyes were indifferent, and he searched for yesterday's surveillance screen.

Tang Yun stepped forward and took off the sackcloth, and the man took the opportunity to bite his hand.

Fortunately, Tang Yun had been prepared for a long time. He withdrew his hand and warned, "Be honest."

Ji Mingyou rolled his eyes coldly, and shouted sharply: "I have been a running dog in that person's hands for too long, and you have learned to bite?"

The man said "bah", his eyes were full of vulgar words, he grinned and said: "Don't check the surveillance, that person is not me."

"Let me go quickly, or you will be illegally imprisoned." The man saw that Ji Mingyou was gentle, more like an ordinary elite, he didn't understand the twists and turns, and ignored it.

With a stern face, Ji Mingyou took off his coat, stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, and pushed his knees hard against his stomach.

The man let out an "ah", his face was grim in pain, he couldn't breathe, and retched.

The man was not convinced, and shouted viciously: "It's nothing to tie me up, if you have the ability to untie me, the two of us will have a serious fight."

Hearing this, Tang Yun immediately stopped him, and said worriedly: "This person worked as a porter before and beat up other colleagues in the company, and he has already been reacted to."

"It's okay, let go." Ji Mingyou, who hadn't slept all night, was already impatient, remembering that this person moved his hands and feet under the car, his anger accumulated in his chest, and he continued to vent.

The man gouged out Tang Yun's eyes, looked down on him very much, and said with a sneer, "It's okay if you have some guts, let me untie it."

"Shut up." Tang Yun's face changed, his eyes were cold, and he quickly untied the rope.

The man flexed his fists and kicks, feeling that there is something that can compare to Ji Mingyou, and provocatively said: "Come on, don't be beaten down by me."

"Finished? Long-winded." Ji Mingyou's eyes were sharp, he raised his leg and kicked him up, picked up the man who was lying on the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and punched him in the face.

"It's going to be broken, you are sneak attacking me." The man had no room to fight back, one side of his face was swollen, the corner of his mouth was bruised, and he screamed in pain when he touched it.

Ji Mingyou rolled up his sleeves, remained silent, and waved to him.

"You look down on me, look at the punches." The man got up from the ground, gritted his teeth, and rushed up with a lot of vigor.

Ji Mingyou grabbed his arm with one hand, turned around and kicked the man's hip, and stepped on his head after he fell to his knees: "Is this satisfactory?"

The man's cheek was pressed against the cold ground, feeling that he had lost everything, and he cursed desperately, "Why didn't the car kill you yesterday?"

The man regretted so much, he would have removed some parts if he knew it earlier. If Ji Mingyou had been injured and lying in the hospital, nothing would have happened today.

"Admit that you did it?" Ji Mingyou looked indifferent, straightened his shirt slowly, and kept exerting force on his feet.

The man tried to stand up, but Ji Mingyou snorted, lifted it up and stepped on it heavily: "If you tell the truth, you will be able to stand up."

The man's face turned red, he gritted his teeth and endured double torture: "I don't know, aren't you afraid of being seen and revealing your true face?"

Ji Mingyou's feet were constantly crushing, forcing his face to rub against the floor. If he hadn't been lucky yesterday, he wouldn't have just been scratched.

"Are you waiting? He won't come to rescue you. He is probably busy picking himself out right now." Seeing that he was silent, Ji Mingyou felt bored, and gestured to the bodyguard beside him with his eyes.

The man was dragged by the bodyguard, sat on the chair again, spat out blood, and was punched again: "I don't know anything, don't ask me, there is no result."

"Help you recognize that the tools and clothes you used yesterday are all ready-made evidence, and your whereabouts have also been monitored." Ji Mingyou put on his coat, his eyes were cold, and he said calmly.

The man's face changed, he stopped talking, his expression was weird, and he gasped in pain from time to time.

Tang Yun stepped forward to put the documents on the table, looked at the back of his red palm, and said warmly: "Let this kind of thing be done by the bodyguards."

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't done anything for a long time." Ji Mingyou said in a deep voice with the corners of his mouth curled up and his eyes gloomy.