Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

The manager said, "I know who you are, but even if your father wants to buy Yixiangju, that will be tomorrow. Tonight, I still have the final say over Yixiangju."

"Fuck it!" Ever since Cheng Jie got upset with Jiang Qie last time, he couldn't stand any unpleasant words. After hearing what the manager said, his face turned red. If it weren't for the people behind him holding him back, he would have rushed forward.

"What an idiot." Jiang Qie hid aside and watched the show secretly. It turned out that those who could play with Lin Ning and Chen Ling were not normal people.

The people behind Cheng Jie were also a little frightened by the manager's attitude. One of them whispered, "Forget it. I heard that Yixiangju is owned by the Xie family in North City. This manager looks like he has a backer. This rumor might be true."

As expected, the other people including Cheng Jie were stunned when they heard about the Xie family of Beicheng. If it was really the Xie family of Beicheng, then no one present could compare to them. The Xie family of Beicheng was one of the three major families in Beicheng, and the three families would prosper together and suffer together. Provoking the Xie family was equivalent to provoking the Song family and the Jiang family at the same time. No one could do this, and no one dared to do this.

"Forget it." Several people pulled Cheng Jie back. In order to avoid the situation from getting worse, they took the initiative to say, "Let's just stay in the original private room and not change."

The manager waved his hand, and several bodyguards stepped aside and said politely, "Okay, then please go into the private room."

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In the SVIP room, Yixiangju served the dishes very quickly, and by the time Jiang Qie returned to the room, the dishes had almost been served.

Xie Xianqing picked up his chopsticks when he saw the girl finally come back and said, "Finally you're back. If you hadn't come back, Old Song would have gone to the bathroom to look for you."

Jiang Qie paused in wiping his hands, turned to look at the man who was concentrating on picking out fish bones, and raised his eyebrows.

The man placed the fish meat with the bones removed from it in a small bowl in front of the girl and said softly, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Eat it. The bones are gone."

The white and tender fish meat tasted delicious when put in the mouth, and there really was no fish bone at all. Jiang Qie secretly glanced at the man's hands while eating the fish, and felt that no matter what he did, it could be done perfectly in the man's hands, whether it was surgery, handicrafts, or picking fish bones.

Xie Xianqing looked at the two people opposite him who were eating fish seriously and picking out bones seriously. He felt very relieved that his good brother had finally grown up.

"Oh, by the way, I just asked someone to check this race tonight. There have been gambling cars before, but for fear of accidents, the scope has always been limited to those in the VIP viewing area, and those people are basically regular spectators. Before this, Cheng Jie had won and lost, but he usually bet on number 9. But this time it's a bit strange. I also checked number . He is new to the Hengshan track. This is his first time running a lap. You say Cheng Jie is very brave. He dares to bet everything on this person who is running a lap for the first time. He doesn't look like a person with such courage."

Jiang Qie was a little surprised that Xie Xianqing would actually investigate this matter, but he did not respond to his words. Instead, Song Zhiyu, who had been quietly picking fish bones, spoke.

"That means he thinks No. 16 will win, or in other words, he is sure he can win."

Most of what Li Xiang cursed in the hall were true. He tampered with the car and won the game without anyone noticing and got the prize money.

Jiang Qie listened to the man's words and slowed down his chewing.

Song Zhiyu continued, "There must be something wrong with the brakes of No. 9's car. After the car body was hit, he couldn't control the whole car. So in the end, he chose to crash into the mountain wall in desperation, but it was a close call. Fortunately, No. 9 is a veteran and only suffered minor injuries."

"Tsk, there's something wrong with the brakes. Doesn't this mean he wants to die?"

Song Zhiyu glanced at the girl who was eating fish seriously next to him. During the time it took him to say a few words, he didn't move his chopsticks.

"We have all signed a life and death agreement. Even if something happens, we will not be held responsible. Besides, what if the car did not crash into the mountain wall but rushed directly towards the cliff?"

Song Zhiyu paused for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, his tone had become cold.

"At such a high distance, the car will explode directly, and the car and the people on board will all be destroyed by the fire. Cheng Jie's people will quickly go to the scene, pretend to inspect the scene, and finally come to the absurd conclusion that it was an accident. Cheng Jie's father has connections in the police station, and with some tricks, just like Ah Qie said, no one will remember this person."

Jiang Qie swallowed the fish meat that he had chewed for who knows how many times, and looked up at the other party. Song Zhiyu's analysis was not only what Jiang Qie was thinking. If the car fell off the cliff today, then these words would not be "if", but "reality".

Xie Xianqing drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and the expression on his face was no longer as relaxed as before.

"Just for gambling on cars? Just playing with a person's life?!" Xie Xianqing has been well protected since he was a child. After growing up and becoming a doctor, he has seen too many tragic scenes of lost lives. He hates this kind of behavior of disregarding other people's lives for one's own selfish desires the most.

"I suddenly feel like hitting someone."

Xie Xianqing loosened his fist, while Song Zhiyu looked at him silently, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

"actually....."

Jiang Qie looked at Xie Xianqing and smiled.

"I just met Cheng Jie on the second floor. It seems that he had some conflict with the manager."

The manager stood in the private room with a puzzled look on his face, looking at Xie Xianqing who was standing in front of him with his arms folded and an expressionless face.

"Master, are you dissatisfied with the food?"

The manager asked carefully, which was completely different from the way he had just confronted Cheng Jie in the corridor.

Xie Xianqing looked left and right, then turned back to look at Jiang Qie, his eyes repeatedly asking: "Is this guy really the one you said was tough with Cheng Jie?"

Jiang Qie smiled and nodded, but before he could say anything, Song Zhiyu fed him a bite of cake.

Xie Xianqing: “…”

He looked at the manager again, cleared his throat and said, "Did Cheng Jie also have dinner at Yixiangju just now?"

Cheng Jie? The manager thought for a moment and then remembered that Cheng Jie was the young master of the Cheng family. He quickly said, "Yes."

Xie Xianqing said again: "Are you here to cause trouble?"

The manager's eyes widened. Yixiangju's soundproofing was very good, and the private room where Xie Xianqing and the other two were staying was at the innermost part, so there was no reason why he could hear what they had just said.

"Master, how do you know?"

Xie Xianqing snorted coldly. It seemed that there was no need to continue asking. The manager's reaction was already telling him that someone was bullying him. Wasn't this the opportunity?

"Prepare a plate of zheergen for Mr. Cheng and send it to them. Remember, it's a plate, not a bowl."

Although Xie Xianqing was smiling at the moment, the manager felt scared.