"This is what you Tang Ji calls customer first and honest management?" Ye Bufei stared at Zhang Yun coldly and asked.

The guy was so scared that he took a step back, pointing at Ye Bufei with a fierce look and said, "Boy, do you still want to make trouble in Tang Ji? Don't you ask, what Tang Ji does, a century-old brand. Where is the security guard? Throw this earthy ball out for me!"

"Hmph, Tang Ji has no eyes, it's better not to do this business. But you will regret it." Ye Bufei suddenly slapped the counter with a palm.

All the water cups on the stage jumped up, and the tea spilled all over the table.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Bufei turned around and strode away without stopping.

"Boy, you actually dare to make trouble in Tang Ji and arrest him and send him to the police station." Zhang Yun was so angry that several security guards rushed in with electric braces and blocked Ye Bufei.

"A good dog doesn't block the way, get out of the way!" Ye Bufei glanced at them coldly, and the guys couldn't help but shrink their necks as if they were afraid of the cold.

"Let him go." One of the fat middle-aged men with wide forehead waved his hand, and several security guards flashed a way out.

"Wei Dong, you don't want to do it anymore, do you?" Zhang Yun pointed at the fat-faced security guard with a fierce look on his face.

"It's not up to you, Deputy Foreman Zhang, whether I do it or not." Wei Dong sneered.

"Wei Dong, are your wings hard? Believe it or not, you can't do tomorrow." Zhang Yun was so angry that his face turned ashen.

"You can try it." Wei Dong looked at him and sneered.

"Okay, I'll let you get out tomorrow!" Zhang Yun went upstairs in anger.

Wei Dong is a demobilized soldier, and he follows the style of the army. He has a tough temper like a stinky stone in the toilet.

He often argues with himself, and Zhang Yun has long wanted to find an opportunity to repair him. This time, Ye Bufei's troubles are just an opportunity.

"Brother Wei, that kid is too arrogant, right? He actually dares to slap the table in our Tang Ji. Brother Wei, you don't care. Deputy Foreman Zhang is the manager's cousin. If you get the chance this time, you will be in trouble." A security guard named Li Cui said with a worried look on his face.

"I believe that Manager Tang is not that kind of person." Wei Dong shook his head, and when his eyes swept over the counter that was shot by Ye Bufei, he was stunned and his expression changed drastically. He immediately said, "Li Cui, take a few people to secretly follow that person. Be careful, don't show off your flaws."

"Haha, Brother Wei is still good. Otherwise, I would catch him and beat him up. Just because he is making trouble in Tang Ji, he can get him into the bureau and eat for a few days." Li Cui smiled immediately.

"Fuck you, I'm asking you to follow me, don't do anything. Also, if you lose someone, I'll settle the score with you. Go quickly!" Wei Dong said, Li Cui hurried away with a few security guards.

As soon as Li Cui left, Wei Dong hurried to the counter again.

After looking at it carefully several times, he reached out and touched it.

"Minister of Defense, that person is too arrogant, so he should be cured." A beautiful waiter pouted and said.

"Discipline? That person can't mess with him." Wei Dong shook his head with a serious look on his face, and then went straight upstairs.

"If you can't mess with me, what can't mess with me? It's not worth 200 yuan for street stalls." A girl with acne on her face said with disdain.

"Yes, you can tell at a glance that it is a migrant worker from the countryside. What can you afford to offend? I think the Minister of the Guard is getting more and more timid as he lives."

"I'm wrong. When did the Minister of Defense be timid? Last year, a murderer went into the store to rob him and he was uniformed. As for some gangsters who saw him, they had to call him Brother Wei."

"It's really strange. Minister of Defense will definitely not be timid. Why are you afraid of someone working?"

The staff in the store gathered together and immediately discussed it. Suddenly, they caught a topic and were very excited...

Ye Bufei had already inquired about it. There was another medicine shop overlord named Zhao in Shizi City.

So, the drip passed.

"Hmph, you're here just right. I'm talking about you?" When Wei Dong saw that he entered Tang Xinzhong's office, Zhang Yunban, who was complaining about the crime, looked domineering and hummed with a domineering look.

"Wei Dong, what's going on? Our Tang Ji is not a soft guy. If you don't care about this time, more people will come to make trouble next time. How can you continue to drive Tang Ji?" Tang Xinzhong looked at him with a stern face.

"Their wings are hard and he is the great master. Whether it is the Minister of Defense, it is the final decision." Zhang Yun was fanning the flames and igniting the fire.

"Manager Tang, don't you know what kind of person I, Wei Dong, are you?" Wei Dong replied with a sneer.

"Of course my cousin knows it. You are just a security guard.

When you first changed your career, you were nothing, so you just could just rely on it and play tricks on your legs and feet.

And special forces, that's a big deal.

Now, my cousin helped you up and started to be disobedient.

Wei Dong, it is difficult to find a four-legged toad, and there are so many people with two legs that they go to the sea." Zhang Yun was making a fuss with an arrogant look on his face.

"Okay, you can say less." Tang Xinzhong frowned and waved his hand to his cousin Zhang Yun.

"Cousin, what did I say wrong?" Zhang Yun looked dissatisfied.

"Of course you were wrong, and, unreasonably wrong." Wei Dong snorted.

"Who is your name, what are you? After all, I, Zhang Yun, are half of the Tang family. Why do you, a foreigner, point to the Tang family?" Zhang Yun was very annoyed and pointed at Wei Dong with a look of wanting to fight.

"I, Wei Dong, are not from the Tang family, and I have nothing to do with the Tang family.

However, as the security minister hired by Tang Ji, I am of course responsible for Tang Ji.

If you ask me why I don’t do it, of course there is a reason not to do it.

Maybe you are good at trying to win over customers to buy medicine, but I Wei Dong has the final say in protecting Tang Ji's safety." Wei Dong's tone became heavier, staring at him with a burning tiger's eyes, and a passionate soldier's aura was emitted.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but shrink his neck, glanced at Tang Xinzhong again, and said, "When he saw that he didn't have a cousin, he knew how to fist and flick his legs. He wanted to hit people in front of you. He was too arrogant and too unwilling to take you as a manager."

"Fuck! I, Wei Dong, is for Tang Ji. Manager Tang, if you don't believe me, please contact Mr. Zhao and everything will come to an end." Wei Dong was so angry that he was angry.

"Cousin, you call me, I want to see what kind of demon moth you, a little security guard, can make?" Zhang Yun sneered from the side.

"Okay." Tang Xinzhong nodded and called in person, and as Tang Xinzhong was in a dilemma.

Zhang Yun is his own cousin, but he also knows that Wei Dong is a person and a person.

After putting down the phone, Tang Xinzhong said, "Old Zhao is not here, but Yun Qiang said he is here to take a look."

Yun Yide is Mr. Zhao’s disciple.

"Yun Yide can come." Wei Dong nodded.

Soon, an old and young man wearing a navy blue retro Tang suit, with a casual look on his face, and had a elegant literati style entered the office.

"Mr. Yun, Wei Dong is now hard and he is not convinced. Some people don't take action when they make trouble, thinking that Tang Ji really can't live without him." As soon as he saw Yun Qiang, Zhang Yun began to add fuel to the fire, trying to burn the fire more vigorously.

However, Yun Qiang is Mr. Zhao's disciple.

Although I don’t know who the so-called Mr. Zhao is? Tang Zhili, the old man of the Tang family, respects Mr. Zhao very much.

Therefore, Mr. Zhao's disciple Zhang Yun did not dare to make rash decisions in front of him.

The shopkeeper of Tang Ji is Tang Feihong, but Zhang Yun is not stupid.

The real person behind Tang Ji is Tang Zhili, the old man Tang.

He doesn't care about small things, but Tang Feihong has to respectfully ask him for instructions whenever he encounters big things.

Tang Zhili is a god in Tang Ji. No one can surpass him by hundreds of doors in the Tang family.

"Since Wei Dong doesn't care, there must be a reason to ignore it." Yun Yide smiled and said bluntly, without any shame, without selling Zhang Yun's face.

"There is still a reason, no!" Zhang Yun was dissatisfied and relied on the spot, relying on his cousin Tang Xinzhong.

After all, Yun Yide is not Mr. Zhao.

Zhang Yun definitely dared not fart in front of Mr. Zhao. Tang Xinzhong is also one of Mr. Tang’s sons, but he is only ranked sixth.

Of course, the right to speak in Tang Ji is also ranked at the same level.

Tang Ji's business is very big, not just medicinal materials.
Chapter completed!