Tyrant Son-in-law

The manager quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know. How could the employees know where the boss is?"    

"So it's like that." Hu Yiming nodded in a decent manner as a phone appeared out of nowhere in his hand.    

The manager looked at him in shock, because that phone was the manager. How did it appear in Hu Yiming's hand when he was clearly in his pocket just now?    

I didn't see Hu Yiming get close to him either.    

"Mr. Hu, please give me back my phone." The manager wanted to get his phone back, but Hu Yiming dodged his attempt.    

What was even more surprising to the manager was that Hu Yiming unlocked his phone.    

How did Hu Yiming know his password? While the manager was still in a daze, Hu Yiming had already found Hee Shuhuan's number and broadcast it.    

"Qiong Yao, ah, no, Hee Shuhuan, I'm in your bar right now."    

"That's right, I'm on my own. The last time I drank that wine in your store, it tasted pretty good."    

"What do you mean, you want to buy me a drink? Sure." With that, Hu Yiming hung up the phone, tapped on the phone affectionately, and threw it to the manager.    

"Take out another two bottles of the red wine that you drank last time." Hu Yiming crossed his legs and acted like a lord.    

The manager looked at him with a troubled expression. It would be unrealistic to ask him to give Hee Shuhuan a call. He was afraid to call Hee Shuhuan, so he immediately scolded him. After all, Hee Shuhuan was notorious for his bad temper.    

However, the manager didn't know that what Hu Yiming said was true.    

"Hurry up. When your boss arrives, I know that you've neglected me. You guys just wait and be unlucky." Hu Yiming said this confidently.    

The manager couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that what he said was true?    

In the end, the manager couldn't stand up to Hu Yiming's arrogance, so he actually got the best wine for Hu Yiming.    

Hu Yiming tasted the wine. Although it was not as good as the wine that was stored in Hu Family, the free wine was much better than the wine that he and his family bought.    

While waiting for Hee Shuhuan to rush over in a hurry, Hu Yiming had already finished a bottle and the tens of thousands of yuan was gone just like that.    

Seeing that Hu Yiming was about to open another bottle of wine, Hee Shuhuan hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the wine away from him. "Who allowed you to drink from our store!"    

"Since you're treating me to a drink, it's pointless not to drink it!" Hu Yiming said confidently.    

"Who wants to buy you a drink? Lin Guodong, do you not want to do this!?" Hee Shuhuan roared.    

Lin Guodong wished he could hide in a hole in the ground, hoping that Hee Shuhuan would not burn his anger on him.    

"Where did you get this candy from? It's so delicious." Hu Yiming threw a brown candy into his mouth and then chewed it with force, making a crisp sound.    

Hee Shuhuan's face almost twisted as he shouted while gritting his teeth, "Lin Guodong, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you can f * ck off right now."    

"Boss …" I... "Me." Lin Guodong's mouth began to tremble. He had really never seen his boss so angry.    

This Hu Yiming had caused his death.    

Hu Yiming jumped down from the bar chair and put his arm around Hee Shuhuan's shoulder.    

Hee Shuhuan shook him off with disdain: "Give me the money and get out of my shop!"    

"What do you need to pay for the wine you treat me to?"    

"Don't be so shameless."    

At this moment, Hu Yiming suddenly held a sharp knife under his chin. The one holding the knife was Hee Shuhuan. He exuded killing intent and his usual stupidity was completely different.    

"How about this, let's make a bet. If you win, I'll give you back all the money I owe you. If you lose, give me another million yuan." Hu Yiming said.    

Hee Shuhuan sneered: "You really think I'm an ATM?"    

"Why are you scared?"    

Hee Shuhuan pressed his hand against Hu Yiming's neck harder, and there was a faint trace of blood on it.    

Hu Yiming's eyes showed no sign of fear, as if what was pressed against his neck was not a sharp knife that could take his life at any time, but a soft cotton candy.    

Lin Guodong held his breath. He was afraid that if he tried to breathe, he would scare Hee Shuhuan and the knife would slide into Hu Yiming's neck.    

But in the end, Hee Shuhuan still put down what he was doing. He looked at him coldly and said, "Speak, how do you want to bet?"    

"From now on, if the first customer enters your store, I will lose. If it's a woman, I will win. What do you say?"    

"Okay, if you lose and you can't pay me back, then leave your hand here." Hee Shuhuan said something harsh.    

"It's a deal."    

"It's a deal."    

Hee Shuhuan gestured to Lin Guodong. Lin Guodong took the hint and walked out, while Hu Yiming leisurely sat on the bar, seemingly not worried about losing at all.    

This caused Hee Shuhuan to be on guard.    

Mo Xiaomo, who was dressed as a migrant worker, was walking around the bar. Suddenly, Lin Guodong walked out and saw a flash of light in front of Mo Xiaomo's eyes. Wasn't that a man?    

"Little bro, do you need us to take a look at the bar?" Lin Guodong said enthusiastically. If it was before, he wouldn't even look at this migrant worker, but at this point, there weren't many people on this street.    

Except for this migrant worker in front of him, all he saw were women.    

"Isn't it very expensive? I don't have any money." Mo Xiaomo had the temperament of a small market.    

"It's fine. I'll treat you. Come in quickly." Lin Guodong was about to pull Mo Xiaomo in, but Mo Xiaomo dodged him.    

"You can't be thinking of pulling me in to be a duck, right? Let me tell you, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated." Mo Xiaomo clutched her chest, looking as if something was going to happen to her.    

Lin Guodong was speechless. If there weren't any men on this street, he would definitely give Mo Xiaomo a kick. What the hell? With your looks, he was afraid that the customers would feel that their bar was very low.    

"How about this, I'll give you 5,000 yuan first. You can come in with me and come out in 10 minutes. After that, I'll give you 5000 yuan."    

"Really?" Although she said that, Mo Xiaomo quickly took out her phone and opened the 2-D code, looking at Lin Guodong without blinking.    

For some reason, Lin Guodong felt as if he had been cheated, but he clenched his teeth and still paid the five thousand yuan. In any case, he won the bet.    

The young master of his family would definitely return the favor back to him, and this Lin Guodong would then push Mo Xiaomo into the shop.    

It wasn't that Mo Xiaomo had never been to a bar before, but she had never seen such a good one.